Mako Chan Sailor Moon Novels & Stories

"It's the story of a Moon Oracle." "A Luna." Dreg told me with a smile "A Warrior." Arachne said. "The story of a Moon Oracle Luna. Luna Channing."

Nadia's POV "But Nadia," She paused, "First things first. How many times have I told you? You are Lucian's mate. You are the Luna of the Silver Stone Pack. Act like it, and a Luna would never eavesdrop." I lowered my eyes, hiding the flash of contempt beneath my lashes. For a year, I had played the "perfect Luna" so convincingly that I'd almost forgotten my own primal nature. I gave a small, stiff nod. "I understand, Mom."

* "Ms. Chen." She looked up. Elder Mariko stood in the doorway, wrapped in a simple gray kimono, her white hair loose around her shoulders. The woman's eyes had returned to their normal dark brown, but there was something in them that hadn't been there before the ritual. A knowing. A weight. "Elder." "You won the judgment." Mariko's voice was dry, factual. "The Moon spoke clearly. Most petitioners would be celebrating."

We did, Miyako looked exceptionally pleased and floated back to her seat. Charlotte had taken a middle seat so she could keep watch over both the cockpit and the rear of the plane. Rachel, Mona and Delilah had fallen asleep despite Miyako's and my voracious racket a few minutes earlier. Saku (the genocidal maniac formerly known as Shammuramat) had pulled her armor out of storage and was getting ready to clean that and her hand weapons. She had the rapt attention of Aya and her Squirts, until my arrival brought Aya my way.

Kaine was the only one who fell, the only sacrifice. Just as Mae noticed the difference in the deaths from the vision, she channeled all her thoughts and energy, hoping her powers would come to her aid at one. Mae started to glow, her chains throbbed against her, wings grew in her back, and she saw the patterns in the void. She looked at the champion, smiling through the storm. “I’m yours.” And the champion fell to its knees.

Cheers Élodie as her little dolphin constellation explodes and then disappears. “You’re always so good at this game,” says my uncle, Jehanm as he wraps his arm around Manon lovingly. We were all so happy when he said he found his animai, but then when he brought her to meet us all, while everyone else took to her straight away, I couldn’t shake the cold feeling I got from her. I tried to mention it to my mother and father, but they dismissed me. I’m not being arrogant here, but I am the next High Priestess of the makkari; my perception is above average. You think they’d have more faith in me.

She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout. Mariko Saito, a 22-year-old lady. The youngest among the agents, who got the title of being the youngest skilled assassin in their batch. She's an undefeatable woman fighter in their league and in the right hand of Itsuki Watanabe, who owns the Moon Castle Agency, where Mariko is working.

The full moon shone brightly in the night sky, casting a mesmerizing silvery glow across the land. Alpha Galan, stood at the edge of a cliff, his keen eyes fixed on the radiant lunar sphere. It was on this sacred night that he could call upon Selene, the moon goddess, his mother, and the divine being who bestowed him with his extraordinary abilities. As the moonlight reached its peak, a celestial aura enveloped Alpha Galan, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins. He raised his arms to the heavens, calling out to his mother, the moon goddess, with a melodic incantation passed down through generations:

The training had ended by the time I arrived, and the omegas were already cleaning the grounds. "I didn’t have a choice. It’s the Alpha’s order. Who am I to defy that?" I muttered. "Well, you're Aila Coraline, who can defy anyone," Zayn said, his words dripping with sarcasm. My brow instantly furrowed, and I glared at him. "What’s that supposed to mean? I don’t defy anyone. I just know how to stand up for myself." "Right, because standing up for yourself always looks like running away from your duties," he shot back, folding his arms with a smug look.

I finish waiting for it sink in. “Little Moon.” Liam whispered. We all looked towards him and Aaron and I both nodded. “Little Moon was the nickname her mother gave her to remind her of her destiny.” I spoke up. “So, what kind of special powers does she have? Well, will have?” Beta Eric asked. “That we don’t know. We do know that she is of guardian blood, and she has been able to Alpha command another wolf. She did it accidently during the last attack.” I answered as I ran my hand through my hair remembering the feeling of almost losing her.