Love Carved In The Moonlight Novels & Stories

It was love’s last fight. The village square faded, melting back into the cave’s dark. The silence was loud and deafening. They stood in a big cave. The walls glowed soft pink, like a living heart. In the middle, floating, was the Blood Moon’s heart. It was a swirling, beautiful, terrible knot of light, every stolen smile, every memory of love, every joyful moment from their village, all twisted into a desperate, lonely imitation of a heart. It beat with the pounding they heard outside. Boom. Boom. Boom.

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg

Another deep kiss follows and I don't know how or when I unbuttoned her shirt but it falls to the ground at my feet. The moonlight shining into the tree. Giving enough light and aid to our lustful desires. Song For The Moment; I Like You So Much You'd Know It by Ysabelle Cuevas

Unrequited love is a sting most felt by the young. Moon Goddess Luna was working in her hut. She threw bones and questioned the moon, “The mating season is coming and we need to make sure the couples who can, do have pups before this coming war. Show me, your faithful follower who needs to love who for the strongest pups and longest relationships.” She looked at her bones and took a bundle of lavender and lemongrass to light. “Interesting, this looks right. I’ll trust you Moon Goddess. You chose me to tell them and set it into motion.” She began working the roots to prepare the love potion for the pack dinner tonight. The mates would find each other according to whom the Moon Goddess decided

he said and that was even more scary. I went back to the room and placed Aria on the bed. She had now even started sweating and I was panicking. “Zion, say the words of life to your mate," Jordan said and I finally remembered the lines. “Fire and Ice will meet," I started looking at Jordan, who was hinting at me to continue. “But the dark shall never control the night. The Moonfire is the light of her people and Alpha. All spells used on her shall break at the voice of her mate. I command you to free my Luna,” I said and she immediately woke up and began to vomit.

The ash from the scroll hadn’t settled. It danced in the air around them, glowing faintly, refusing to fall—like time itself was holding its breath. Ava clutched the last unburnt edge of the scroll. It hadn’t vanished entirely. One final line had revealed itself beneath the flame, etched in ink that shimmered like starlight. Her voice was barely audible as she read it aloud: “Only the child born of blood and moon may cast the Binding of Aeon—a spell so ancient it can lock the gods beyond the veil of time. But such a spell demands more than power. It must be sealed by true love… or it will fail.”

“I don’t know, Derrick. I swear.” Elliot tilted in closer, paying no attention to the growl vibrating in my throat. “I saw something when I was tracing Rhys. Hidden in the depths of my pack, old records. They describe a moonlit curse, a force the Moon Goddess herself gave to them. You still bear that brand, don’t you, Serena?” My heart stopped. The lunar mark — the faint moon crescent on Serena’s shoulder. I'd observed it, felt its force. He made his fucking introduction and now he was going to tell me more about my mate?

Instead, he mourned the true innocent love they once had that could not stand the test of time. In the end, it all faded in the moonlight.

The moon hung impossibly full over the valley, a perfect silver disc that seemed to hum in my chest. Its light spilled through the trees and over the roofs of the pack house, washing everything in quiet radiance. I could hear the faint rhythm of the pack’s howls deep in the forest, echoing like ancient music; steady, reverent, alive. Rowan’s words still echoed in my head: “The moon will complete what love began. Tonight, you do not run, Milo and Gal. Tonight, you join.”

“Every day, I will prove it. No excuses, no regrets. Just… love. Always love.” As night fell, a soft silver haze blanketed the garden. The moon rose, its light stronger than the stars, casting pale shadows across the fountains and walkways. Aria paused, sensing the familiar presence of the Moon Goddess. She lifted her eyes to the moonlit sky, feeling the whisper of energy threading through the night.