Layla Moon Books Novels & Stories

He lifted his shaky hand and sent vines at her. ‘Still so unrepentant.’ She shook her head as she floated to the side, making way for his attack. ‘I would have loved to make him suffer a little bit more, but I can’t keep Eleanor in the sky any longer.’ “I am Layla, the moon child. The moon’s judgement and executioner and I find you, Draven, guilty of multiple crimes and abominations against your kind.” She shouted, lifting her glaive with both hands; the blade burned with white flames, and the halo of light around her glowed like the sun.

“And if I may ask, how do you suggest we get to this person that you two think she’s protecting? How do we even know who he or she is?” “That’s where the mystery lies,” Layla smiled. “And that’s where I come in. You know there’s a lot of fun in solving mysteries.” Xavier stared at her as she dipped her hand in her pocket. “What do you mean?” “You see, I didn’t tell you earlier,” Layla smiled. “One of the many advantages of going on extra missions for the moon goddess after death is a few golden marbles that can help you get anywhere in the world a little quicker.”

Cyn nodded and looked at Layla with confusion. “How do you know all this?” Cyn asked Layla. “Because I am Elaine.” she said, and Cyn's eyes widened in shock. Cyn studied Layla carefully, and he realized. “Elaine! You’re also reincarnated?” Layla nodded, “Yes, because I asked the Moon Goddess to reincarnate me. To follow Alice and her five sisters.” “Why did you do that?” Cyn asked. Layla sighed, “I couldn’t tell you the reason, Cyn.”

Sleep never came. Selene lay awake long after the Mansion had fallen silent, staring at the carved ceiling above her bed because every time she closed her eyes, Ryker's voice returned. "I never believed the story they sold us." "I wasn't the only one." She turned onto her side. The moonlight spilling through the window painted pale lines across the room, but it did nothing to shut the storm inside her up It was not the first time she'd been called a murderer or the first time she'd questioned her own memories.

The Keeper doesn't seem to notice and continues anyway. "That marked the beginning of the Alpha bloodlines, but there remained one small rather insignificant obstacle…or so they thought." She pauses, casting a long and hard glance at me. “They never expected the Blood Moon to be such a problem.” A strange warmth crept through the room. "Once in every few generations, the Moon goddess will choose a child, but theirs was not to rule. Instead they were to restore balance whenever the world started to drift too far from it." “Restore…balance?” I stammer, the roar of blood rushing to my ears.

Meanwhile, Aurora was crawling around the playpen, cooing happily as she picked up various toys and attempted shoving them into her mouth. I couldn’t help but laugh; teething was coming soon and it was sure to be a nightmare, but right now, they were simply at the stage of happily biting whatever they could rather than crying out in pain. After several long minutes, Layla returned holding a leather-bound book. She had it open in her hands as she entered, and sucked in a sharp breath. “Here,” she said, tapping one of the pages and holding it out to me. “I think I may have found something that could help Freya. But I’m not sure.”

The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive. Without thinking, Verena sat down in the nook by the window and used the full moon as her light. She began to read from the book. "Seriona," she read the name written as the title of the first chapter. The story was captivating, and she was drawn in by the tale of werewolves. It was about a pack, led by their king, Lucas, who were cursed by a powerful witch named Seriona to only be alive inside the book. They were inside their own world where they could no longer harm humans, and the world was called Lunaria. The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the em

Drake Calloway still picked on me, followed by cold laughter from the other boy and the wolf. “Stop it, Drake.” Nathan came between us. “Why don’t we all go to the spring? I heard the Moon Goddess sometimes appears in the Full Moon.” “You still believe that bedtime story?” Bryan Waltz, the one with curly hair, chuckled. He patted the wolf next to him. “I think even Elliott no longer believes it—and he’s only ten.”

She laughed. "So what's the use of Castro high and Velandra?" she asked so Fly and I widened our eyes. "Are they with us?" I asked, Fly nodded and laughed. "The owner of Castro and Velandra heard Mommy and I talking, so they volunteered to join the fight to get Moon and bring down Moonlight." she said and crossed her arms. "It's said that the heads of the Moonlight people are getting bigger so they will come, another one. We are with my Aunt, you forgot that she is what the MLA winners want to see and she is also the target of the Admiral and Admin." she said so I laughed out loud.

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.