Lunar Deities Novels & Stories

“The Moon Goddess herself severed your mate bond. That means even she believed Elena deserved freedom. Adrian, real atonement is not chasing her. It is leaving her alone.” That night, Adrian knelt in the study until dawn. Months later, Moonvale Pack held a chosen mate ceremony. I stood before the moonstone in a pale silver dress. Julian stood beside me, his palm warm and steady around mine. I had once been Adrian’s fated mate. But that bond had been taken by the Moon Goddess. Now, by my own will, I could choose a future for myself. Julian looked down at me and asked softly, “If you want to turn back, you still can.”

“Why aren’t we taught all the interesting stuff?” “To learn about the Mood Goddess, you will need to become a Lunar Maiden. They’re women who worship the Moon Goddess and are completely devoted to her.” Ruth shrugged. “They’re like the werewolf version of the Nuns. They’re also called Moon Maidens or Lady of the Moon. They are pretty hush-hush about what they do and all but I’ve heard they worship the Goddess and keep her satisfied.” “If they’re so hush-hush, how do you know so much about them?” I raised my eyebrows.

I said to myself, before I focused my energy on the broken machete, sucking back the remaining power that was left in it. ━━━━━━ ◦ ◦ ━━━━━━ WHEN I came back, Libulan was happily humming a calming tune. I bet it was some kind of lullaby that Moon Deities often sang when the night was solemn. These lullabies brought peace to people who appreciated their existence. But not all Moon Deities were as calm as Libulan. As far as I’ve known, they were believed to be sky warriors. Some low ranked gods not only admired their unparalleled beauty, but also their powers. I have seen some of them on random occasions, except for Libulan. Who would have thought I’d get to meet him in person?

Orlando said. Max asked drily, "which century do you fucking live in?" "Make fun of it as much as you want but it is true," he said. "If you take the time to notice the world around you, you will see it. The Moon does not have light of its own, it reflects the light of the Sun. She glows under the light of the sun, under the direction of the Sun and the part that the Sun's rays don't touch remains dark. Moon revolves around the earth but ultimately it revolves around the Sun. It is because of the Sun that Jivan exists in the first place! God Sol is the reason Jivan exists! Even in the thousands of stories of God Sol and Goddess Luna, it was always said that God Sol ruled Jivan with an iron f

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

In fact, all these years, he had practically raised me as the future Luna. I lowered my eyes and said softly, "Lucian, I want to go to the Moon Goddess' Sacred Ground in three days." The air suddenly went still, and Lucian's gaze darkened sharply. "Freya, you should know what it means once the Sacred Ground is opened." Among the werewolves, only those truly chosen by the Moon Goddess would receive the summons. To set foot on the Sacred Ground was to renounce one's former life of one's own free will.

Laughter shook my chest as I howled, “Lina, don’t go! We were having a moment here! We were bonding!” “Were not!” “Were too, I could feel it! I’m all warm and tingly inside.” “You should probably get that checked out!” The door slammed shut, muffling the rest of her snappy reply. An hour later I found myself sitting at a circular, wooden table surrounded by my sister, mates, and a handful of other deities. There was Dhara, the Goddess of the Earth, seated beside Sephtis, God of Death. To his right sat Amora, the Goddess of Love, and Nyssa, the Goddess of Life.

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

Many of the flowers glowed that blue bioluminescent glow that I always loved. There was a large fountain in the center of the garden, topped with a statue that depicted a howling wolf and a beautiful woman in a long, flowing gown with her hand on the wolf’s head. Our Goddess Luna and her son, Ares, who had gone on to father our pack; Luna had had five sons, but Ares was our ‘father’, in a proverbial sense. I always thought it curious that the father of our pack might have a name in reference to the human god of war.

What does it mean? "The effect is more subtle," she explains to me, though I already know this by now. "Unless you're talking about true mates," she says, then winks at me. I gulp. "True mates?" "Yes, like the legend," she says, sitting beside me and patting my hand like I'm a child. "They're exact copies of each other. Like twins, only they're not from the same womb. They're not siblings. They complete each other in everything they do. One cannot live without the other. It says that the first lunar goddess had such a mate. He was a cruel man—a total barbarian—and so she was tied to him as punishment, not to her, but to him."