Marvelous Monday Blessings Novels & Stories

Halo - Beyonce 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 It's Monday, time to go back to the stable. Work, as usual. Even though I am pregnant, I have to keep working because my husband is at the end of the world. If only he were around, I'm sure he would have spoiled me a lot. Again, I was attacked by homesickness this morning.

I gasped at the blessing and fell on my knees in front of her, silent tears decorating my face again at the honour. Even the most faithful of the Alpha's hardly saw her. And then I, a wolfless, mateless, low ranked omega got a blessing from her? "Moon goddess." I cried. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry." I didn't know what i was apologizing for. It was known that a moon goddess only came to bless properly. A special type of blessing. "You've endured far more than i thought you could. You have been patient." "Moon goddess, I am sorry I couldn't endure for longer. I'm s.o.r.r.y."

It had to be something serious for him to call her at this hour. "Hello?" "It's exactly midnight," Marcello said without any preamble. "Yes?" She tilted her head in confusion. "I wanted to be the first person to wish you a happy birthday," he said in his deep, low voice. "I hope this year brings you the love you’ve always deserved, Monica."

" My goddess! What a dress, Luna! You look no less than a Goddess!" Monica blushed bashfully at them before replying out loud, " It was a gift from Marcus.. I mean Alpha.." One of the ladies laughed, teasing her, " Oh come on, Luna. You can call your man by the name. After all, you are soulmates. I bet the Alpha won't be able to take off his eyes from you today." Monica blushed hard, shooting a narrow look just to instigate me, " He can't already stay away from me even if I dress simply. I am a lucky girl indeed."

I reach out, my palms upwards, with the soul floating onto my outstretched hand. Marcus slowly walks towards me. “Laura.” I push the floating orb of light into Marcus´s chest, restoring it to its rightful place. “Thank you.” Marcus touches my hand while it lingers on his chest, his eyes are consumed with tears of gratitude. “Well done, Laura. Now--" The earth begins trembling beneath my feet. A wave of energy bursts forth from the nexus. The force from the blast knocks us all off our feet. The blast radius reaches all the way to town, a penetrating wall of energy.

“Your power is not a curse, Serena. It is a gift. But you have the right to put it down, just as you have the right to take it up when the world needs you. The choice will always be yours.” The moonlight shimmered brighter, encircling Serena in a warm, protective glow. “For your courage, your mercy, and your faith, I bless you. May your path from here be filled with love, light, and peace. You are my child, and I am proud of you.” And with that, the Moon Goddess faded, leaving only moonlight in her place.

I don't know how I got so lucky, but I thank the moon goddess every day for her blessings. I was once an Omega slave, now I'm a Gamma with a wife and children, if this can happen for me it can happen for anyone. The End

Old Mia steps back, the shock is evident in her eyes. The rage I feel begins to intensify, threatening to consume me. “You´re responsible for the death of hundreds of people, including people who I love.” As I move towards her, I feel this power coursing through me. “Your time ends now, oracle.” I look at my hands and I witness the red aura enveloping me. What is this? “It can´t be. You are blessed by the Blood Moon. Stay back! Don´t come any closer.”

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Please know everything will work its way out for you. I twist back and forth restlessly, unable to make heads or tails of what’s just transpired. Ivy’s hand is still clutched in mine as I slowly regain control of my motor function. What do the words mean? Who’s speaking to me? “Ivy…” I say again, a soft prayer spoken aloud. A hymn meant for whoever is listening to me right now. “Ivy, please, be okay…” The blood moon’s red glow continues to filter its way past my closed eyelids. Bits and pieces of children’s myths fly together like puzzle pieces. A sacred omen. A rare message. A blessing from the Moon Goddess herself, though only those most courageous could ever even dream of receiving it.