Luna The Moon Goddess Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tristan spoke up. "The goddess of the half moon," Trevor said. They were already away from the curtains, and the statue was already out of sight. Luna pulled back her head and glanced at them. "Half-moon? I thought there was only one moon goddess." Alexa grunted. "You know nothing about Lunar Crest; how are we sure you are not an imposter?" Trevor ignored her. "There are two goddesses of the moon." Adrian chimed. "There are two goddesses of the moon, Altamira and Lunar. Lunar is the head of the moon, and she birthed the Lunar Crest."

“P…please d…don’t, dont touch her.” “Stop the fucking mumbling and speak. You now have three minutes.” Turning my back to him I walked back to my seat. “Our L…Luna, sh…she is the moon goddess.” My lips curled up into a smirk. I had a feeling she would be something great but never had I imagined she would possibly be that great. My collection needed something new. It needed her. “Bring me his wife.” “Father?”

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

She hadn’t gotten everything she deserved yet. My tongue moved in and out of her, mimicking the thrusts I'd make if it were my dick inside her. I licked, sucked, and worshipped every inch of her coochie like it was sacred. Because, to me, it was. She was the Moon Goddess’s finest work, even though she was human, made by a different god... but since she was my Luna, she was automatically under the mercy of whoever I served. She was a living, breathing temple. And I had no intention of letting the blessings of worshipping her slip through my fingers.

They would have been the only dragons in existence, if not for the selfishness of a goddess. When love was invented, it was ordained by the gods to be perfect. Tearing loved ones apart is an abomination to almost all gods and goddesses. However, the moon goddess, Selene, created souls that matched, negating the need for Love. When she was feeling petty, or unappreciated, she would pull a soul from other creatures and mate them to a Werewolf. The Werewolf, unable to tolerate being separated from their mate, could tear two loves apart. When the other gods and goddess protested, Selene reminded them of her power over the immortals. Her threats to unleash her demonic blood suckers.

Selene, Lenard, and Louis, but the rest will be the surprise you will soon learn of. Even I fear you. I may be a shifting messenger, but one hit from you, and I will need to be revived. You are the strongest of the gods, Leonidas, and I am in no position to go up against you. That is why I don’t want to teach my boys your tactics; they cannot win the war, and none of you here can teach them, including the children. I’m not being afraid of my sons, but what they will become is a monster that needs to be felt with wisdom. Perhaps the wisdom Louise can help us within guidance, without planting the desires of one’s heart in this, it may be hard to build this, but it’s needed.” I nodded but then

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.

Things weren’t safe for me at the moment, for us. Apparently I was the reincarnation of Onara Eardwulf. The first wolf and Queen of Wolves. My Gaelic friends that are from the witchcraft community, Orla and Lugh helped remove spells that had been placed on me, to control me for years. According to them, I am blessed by both Hecate, the Goddess of Witchcraft and Selene, the Moon Goddess. I felt dizzy, sitting here in the medical room, bile starting to rise in my stomach.

Samantha snapped out from her dreamy fantasy and diverted her attention to Ruan. “The Luna Goddess of the Moon.” “I think I remember dad saying that you met her. I didn’t expect it to be real.” “Well, your father, my brother also said that the Luna Goddess sometimes blesses some certain people who worships her. Do you think that girl is blessed by her?” Ruan looked at Kaliyah who was still immersed in her training. “She is.” “But being blessed also means many people will be greedy on her. they will try to have her in their possession. Thus, danger will follow her wherever she goes…”

the two widen their eyes. “How?” madam Angelique asked. Christine smiled. “She’s the daughter of the Moon Goddess,” she paused. “And we have the Crescent bow. With the two of them united, no one can stop the Luna. Even Brody himself.” Madam Angelique couldn’t believe what she heard. “The Luna is the Moon Goddess’ daughter?” she asked herself. Anna could only nod as Christine continued. “The bow could only activate in a Bloody Moon.” and she smiled. “And we initiate the plan at the exact night.”