Light Legendary Moonlight Sculptor Novels & Stories

The Full Moon tonight looked brighter than I had ever seen before. Standing under the moonlight, I spread out my hands, receiving the warmth and rays that made me feel stronger. The Children of the Moon, people once said about werewolves. Ever since the Dark Ages happened, werewolves adjusted their lifestyles, including everything about transforming and not calling themselves 'Lycans' anymore. When I was enjoying the moonlight, a blood-curling scream was heard from the dark woods behind me. I was frozen for a second, realizing that it was my mother’s voice, screaming for help.

As usual, Jason and Steve arrived in the meantime, and I'm sure I won't be enjoying my breakfast this morning. So let me introduce myself now rather than worrying about how my food will be shortened. Joshua Anderson, a werewolf and dragon mix, is my name. I am the sole offspring of the late Peter Anderson, the dragon king of legendary realms where I currently reside. He is regarded as the most formidable dragon king across all realms, along with Rose Anderson, the moonlight ray pack's Alpha. Before they passed away, I didn't actually get to spend much time with them. I am completely aware of the immense burden that awaits me after they leave, and I have to be prepared to shoulder it all no m

The soft glow of fairy lights illuminated the area, casting a magical ambiance around us. Lucian held out a small box, wrapped in elegant silver paper. "This is my gift to you, Elisa," he said, his eyes filled with love. I carefully unwrapped the box to find a beautiful necklace, adorned with a moon-shaped pendant, similar to the one Rafi had gifted me earlier. It was exquisite, and I knew it was a symbol of our bond as mates and leaders of the pack. "It's stunning," I whispered, feeling overwhelmed by his gesture. "It's made of moonstone," Lucian explained, gently fastening the necklace around my neck. "To remind you that you are the light of my life, my Luna."

I don't care if you both are destined to be together, you won't have anything to do with her, " the woman said, leaving the room. "I am Finn Nightshade, Alpha of Moonfield Pack. '' my handsome saviour introduced himself, stretching out his hands for a handshake. I was certain that I knew about this Pack, it was rumoured to be the most powerful and peaceful pack. "I am Elara Anderson, " I said. "Of which pack?" I heard Finn ask. "I am from the Shadowfang pack, " I said. "So you have a pack but why do you smell like a rogue? " he asked.

I relaxed and my wolf settled in contentment as we shared the quiet aftermath. I was lying across his chest, idly running my fingers over his muscles as I drifted on the fine edge of bliss and sleep. In the moonlight, I noticed something I'd never seen before. Three long scars, old and faded, started at the top of his left shoulder and slid down his arm until they faded into nothing. I ran my fingers over them lightly and felt him go still underneath me. They had to have been made by a wolf or a vampire, nothing else would leave a scar. "What happened?" I whispered.

KuLaa emerged from the darkness of the night and flew to the highest point of the castle's roof. She was draped in her purple wizard cloak and her purple serpentine eyes were blazing with hatred and evil. With her hands placed in a crisscross over her chest and the motes lights of magic swirling around her body like a tornado, KuLaa started muttering under her breath. The wind stopped blowing and a dark cloud submerged the stars in the sky. The moon found its way to KuLaa and shone directly on her. Harnessing the power of the Moon, KuLaa channeled magic from her soul into a silver wand hidden under her sleeve.

It was Selene, Lukas's vengeful ex-lover and a formidable shifter in her own right. "I knew I would find you here," Selene said, her voice dripping with venom. "Still playing the hero, Lukas? You always did have a savior complex." Lukas stood his ground, his eyes locked with Selene's. "This isn't about me, Selene," he said firmly. "We're here to stop a creature that poses a threat to all of us." Selene scoffed, her eyes blazing with anger. "You always were naive, Lukas," she spat. "This creature is the answer to all ourproblems. It can give us power beyond imagination."

The Moon’s light had touched her again. That realization filled him with cold fury. “You want him to find you? Then I’ll make sure he finds what’s left of you.” He raised his hand, dark energy coiling like smoke, but before he could unleash it, the torches flickered one by one until the entire corridor was plunged into pitch-black. A voice, ancient and echoing, filled the air. You cannot destroy what was blessed under my light. Draven froze, his spell faltering. “No…” Aria’s wolf surged forward, strength rekindled by that celestial voice. The Moon Goddess, she’s here.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I nodded my head in agreement. "Kate bought it," I explain. The mobile was breathtaking really, made completely out of metal and wood, with little moon and star shapes hanging from it. It had little diamonds embedded in the shapes, so that everytime it spun, it twinkled brightly. "It's really beautiful," Cassie says, "And I bet expensive as well." I turn to her in surprise when I hear an almost depressed tone to her voice. "What's wrong?" I ask, my eyebrow raising as I took in Cassie’s slumped shoulders. She shrugs and forces a smile on her face.