Novelas y relatos de La Historia De La Luna Y El Sol

I know I should be grateful they found me when they did but most times, I can’t help but wish they left me to die in the shadows among the trees. “Tonight, we wear our finest dresses, dance, and act like we don’t have a care in the world and if the moon goddess finds us worthy; we’ll find our mate got it?” Kim’s sweet voice takes that bossy edge she loves to use. “Yes, boss.” “Now, if you don’t mind can we start breakfast before Luna wakes up? You know how she gets when food’s late.” Kim smirks, “Deal, the sooner we start, the sooner we finish,”

"The story goes that Lucius and Caius were born under a blood moon..." They talked for hours and I listened. Tales of winners and losers and the male and the female, of deceit, and forgiveness. But gradually, the big picture of what had happened begins to appear. When the sun was shining, the colors of the room were growing warmer and cozier, I allowed myself a single glimmer of hope. Perhaps, and this is strictly perhaps, there was something for them. A way to honor the past we shared while building a new one. They talked for hours and I listened. Stories of triumph and tragedy, of love and loss, of betrayal and reconciliation. Some stories contradicted others and there were gaps that didn'

"Do you think it could be the work of the Moon Goddess?" With her eyes glued on the happy couple as they disappeared between the trees in the distance, Ellie said, "If the Moon Goddess chose to put those two together, then I guess that means the curse really is broken." "But Sylvia wasn't born a Luna. We both know that." River finished his sandwich and wiped his hands on a napkin before killing an ant that was crawling on his pant leg.

His father tried to reason. As they spoke, his mother walked into his office. His mother, the luna of the pack, Caua Wolf was a woman in her early fourties. She was only a little over five foot which made her very short compared to her husband and son. She had long brown hair and brown eyes that shone whenever she spoke. She also had very soft features. She was a caring mother and a kind luna. All the people of the pack love her for her good heart, and Rodriguez loved his mom more than anyone else.

“And with it, a prophecy. The Moon Goddess has touched me, not to curse me, but to bridge me. A bridge to bring us together, to mend what’s been shattered. I've been passed on before, a mate sees me as nothing. But I’m not nothing. I’m yours if you’ll have me.” The hall hushed, the words of her mouth hanging in the air like an oath sworn to the gods. I witnessed tears in the eyes of a few, warlords who had once laughed at her now trembling beneath her bravery. But Torren forced his way into the conversation, his voice terse. “A prophecy? You’d like us to think that? You’re no alpha’s mate. Only a true luna can be our leader, not some rogue who has delivered death to our door.”

Books, not so much. Curiosity got the better of me. I turned to the first folded page and began to read. The heading leapt out at me: “Moonbound.” I scoffed. “What a joke,” I muttered. But the more I read, the less amusing it became. The words on the page described a rare, mythical wolf bound directly to the Moon Goddess herself. What nonsense? No such things exist. I have never heard of it at least. A map accompanied the text, and my eyes locked on the highlighted lake at the outskirts of the territory. My pulse quickened.

“Thelma is the best fit to be our Luna, she’s strong, benevolent, and calm, and I can say the best person to pair with her is Neon…” Now it was my clue to talk, I wouldn’t be a pawn like I was in the previous life and if I have to do it in a way I’ll be hated, “Wait!” I walked towards him, my eyes fixed on his surprised face. “No…” I interrupted him, “I won’t be with Neon, and neither will I become this pack’s Luna.” Gasped erupted from the crowd as soon as I said that, you people were the same reason I was dead, the same people that stared while I struggle endlessly for my life and you think I’ll ever want to be your Luna again.

Solana said warmly, “As your blood feeds the flames, it will coax the magic from my sister’s body and into my own. I will become the Goddess of the Sun and the Moon.” I squeezed Orion’s hand, vomit rising in my throat as Solana dragged the blade across the defenseless man’s throat, spilling his blood into the fiery basin. The beams of moonlight hitting the floor brightened, turning into that of liquid silver. In a flash of star-speckled darkness, Lunette appeared.

His love for Luna continued to inspire generations, and his story was passed down through the ages—a tale of a mortal warrior whose prayers were answered by the Moon Goddess, and whose undying love sparked a new era of peace and unity. As the moon waxed and waned, casting its gentle glow upon the world, the memory of Lykos and Luna's divine connection endured. Their love became a symbol of hope, reminding mortals that even in the darkest of times, prayers uttered with pure intentions could reach the heavens and transform destinies. And in the silent depths of the night, when the moon shone brightest, the celestial embrace of Lykos and Luna whispered of an eternal love that transcended the bo

When he is comfortable with the two kits side by side, one curled next to the other, he would give a deep sigh and tell a story. Once upon a time... In the days when the dark forest stretched over the whole continent, the child of the sun fell in love with the child of the moon... They came into this land to find a place where they can be together in peace, for the place they once called home fell into ruin. Envy, jealousy, greed and hate had destroyed the land and the people itself. So, hand in hand, they combined the golden light of the sun and the silver beams of the moon to open a gateway to our world.