Layla Moon Books Novels & Stories

Lynx scrambled away, still laughing even as Nathaniel chased him through the underbrush, sparks flying from his fingertips. Lalaine shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "The grown-ups are more childish than the orphans," she whispered to the girls, leading them back toward the nun to show off their braided hair. ---- Meanwhile, the library was a tomb of silence. To Stella, it felt like an orphanage for old, forgotten books. She wandered the aisles until a spine on the highest shelf caught her eye. She climbed the rolling wooden ladder, her fingers trembling as she pulled the volume out. "The Moon Princess" was embossed on the cover. There was no author listed. She flipped it op

she spoke with a serenity that made it seem as though she'd been waiting for a very long time. "Who are you?" I asked. "I am the divine messenger of the Moon Goddess' Sacred Ground, Lyra Sterling." Lyra told me who she was, and then her expression turned solemn as she earnestly asked me to confirm what I truly wanted. "I already know about your past. Have you truly thought this through? Once you officially step into the Moon Goddess' Sacred Ground, all your emotional bonds will be completely severed, and nothing from your past can ever be restored." I didn't waver in the slightest at these words. All the grievances and heartbreak of the past surged within me, yet I answered her with unwaveri

If she could have known ,the winds ahd flown her there so that she would be lectured as a kid them she could have never landed there but could have gone somewhere far away. “You surely underestimate my powers, Luna Milburn.” The moom godess chuckled, after reading her thoughts. “Am not lecturing you nor am I asking you to stop despising Alpha Rasmore. I just wanted to let you remeber that everytging happens for a reason.” She was told. Thick darkness started to ascend swallowing everything up. Karen wasn’t shocked nor asked anything because she knew what was about to happen. When the moongodess is preparing to reveal herself, the darkness happens. After a short while, the darkeness faded awa

I just sat there just doing nothing but listening to everything everyone else had to say. “The only thing I can tell you about Aeliana is that I started dreaming about her when I was a small child that prayed to the moon goddess for a forever friend, and that night it was answer. When I went to sleep that night just to wake up in a strange place that seemed there it was morning and night. Both the moon and the sun were shinning there. As I looked around to see a girl that seemed to be about my age. Her skin was pale, her hair was as red as fire, and her eyes as green as the grass on a summer’s day. When she seen me, I realize she was just as surprise to see me as I was of her, and I found ou

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

It’s just always been the Moon Goddess’s intention to make our true mates pureblood werewolves as well. Layla was a pureblood. She was also gorgeous. But I can’t think about her right now. I need to go into the human town close by and deal with a few more things before the Solstice Celebration. I let my Beta know that I’m leaving before hopping on my motorcycle and ride into the nearby town, Ashland.

Layla sat down cross-legged on the edge of Amelia's couch, fiddling with the hem of her sleeves. Amelia sat down across her, a soft smile perched on her face. Layla kept glancing at the door every two seconds, waiting for Rhiannon to return. Layla didn't like being here - Earth territory was all soil and stone beneath her feet, unlike the water she was used to. She felt watched, especially because the witch sitting across her wouldn't stop staring at her.

she asked, her voice barely audible above the thrum of anticipation that swirled within her. "Here," Cassandra said, running her fingers along a row of books before selecting a particularly worn volume. She placed it gently in Lyra's hands, its pages crackling with an energy that seemed to hum in tune with her own heartbeat. "This tome will introduce you to the various beings that share our world, both seen and unseen." As Lyra opened the book, she was met with intricate illustrations of creatures she had only ever glimpsed in her wildest dreams: winged serpents that coiled around celestial bodies, ethereal spirits cloaked in veils of shimmering starlight, and many more beyond her imaginatio

Lunaya. “Spawned by the one who gave us breath. Vanished from life but spared from death. The Ethereal one gives she who is promised. To wield the power of the Triple Goddess. Where the moon is three, two will come. Once the seal is made, destiny is done. With one comes death, pain and destruction. The other comes life, love and devotion. Peril will end and the wolf will thrive. But for peace to reign, only one can survive”.

asked Davina. "It isn't coming tonight ." snapped Ada. "You never know ." said Davina . "I know because it isn't full moon tonight ." the words slipped out from Ada's mouth . It was too late when she realised she shouldn't have said what she said . ''What do you mean ? " asked Cynthia doubtedly . "I m..mean ..yeah that if Davina is giving this topic a magical edge .Most of these magical incidents happen during full moon you know ." stammered Ada still looking nervous .Davina and Cynthia still looked confused .