Novelas y relatos de Moana 2

A steady anchor in a world that kept shifting beneath me. Moana watched him with a curious sadness. “He cares for you.” I ignored the comment. “Moana,” I said slowly, “why did you ask who did this to me earlier. My bruises and exhaustion. Did someone tell you something.” She hesitated. “No. I asked because I know Mother. She likes to weaken what she plans to break. She likes to wound her prey before trading it.” My breath trembled. Kade squeezed my knee gently. Moana stepped closer as if to confess one last thing. “Pearl. The reason I am so desperate to reach you is because Mother left this land some nights ago. She went to meet that man again. And she did not return alone.”

Swiftly, I moved my hand to Ariel's left breast while my lips were untangled with Mira's lips, while her hand worked all over my chest. From the other part, I could hear Ariel moan louder as I do the job perfectly on her breast. “Ahhhh, ahhh, ride on Alpha” She kept moaning out , I couldn't help but increase my speed while Mira was busy making out with my lips which she isn't letting go off at any time. Suddenly I pulled the kiss off from Mira and to Ariel I moved, it was clear she was really hungry for it and has longed for it. As our lips crashed together making her grab my lips so hard as if her life all depended on it.

In the next moment, he tossed her down. "Ah…" Moana collapsed to the floor, her forehead colliding with the edge of the bed. She touched her brow and looked down at her hand, only to find blood on her fingers. Blaze became even more insane when he smelled blood. He sniffed the air and approached Moana. His lips quirked into a devilish grin as he watched the blood trickle down her forehead. In a flash, he grabbed her throat and licked the blood. Moana was so scared that she couldn’t call for help. She didn't dare move a muscle, terrified that Blaze would kill her at any moment.

He was convinced he would die that night. His feet got tangled in his net. The strong waves made it impossible for Carl to free himself, and he drifted, battered by the waves, losing control. In his resignation, Carl saw something glowing swimming toward him. It weaved gracefully under the water, with a blueish glow, looking beautiful. When it got closer, the creature's hand reached for Carl, but it wasn't like a human hand. Between its fingers were delicate webs, and its nails were long, like claws that seemed capable of tearing through anything. It cut the net, rope entangled around his leg.

He looked at some of the techniques he had selected. Nine Waves Buddha Palm, a palm attack technique that allows the user to unleash waves that can destroy mountains. As the name suggests, this technique was a special technique only learned by disciples of the Buddhist Sect. Sword Of Heaven Equal, a sword technique that is said to be able to slash heaven to pieces if learned to its peak. This is one of the highest techniques of sword techniques.

Arabella's POV “Challenge accepted!” Moana’s perfectly arched brows shot up, her painted lips curling into a smug smirk. Before I could even process her words, she lunged at me, her freshly manicured nails extended like claws. The speed of her attack caught me off guard, and I barely managed to dodge. I felt the sharp sting as her nails grazed my neck. “Did you just try to scratch me?” I yelped, my fingers instinctively touching the spot. I could feel the faint sting where she’d left her mark. “What are you, a sly little kitten?”

Moana's wary eyes mirrored all the fear and uncertainty that I felt—the responsibilities weighing in on us. Gobsmacked, I just drew her into my arms, enclosing her thin frame with my own limbs, touching but not clutching. Our lips smashed together in a sudden, desperate, bursting kiss; all that was above was forgotten. There was only the heat of two bodies touching, the rhythm of their hearts beating together in tenuous harmony. Moana's hand brushed up my chest, her fingertips tracing the outline of my face so softly it belied the harsh reality that was soon to be a part of our lives. "I'm scared, Theophilus," she whispered above the hum of activity, hardly above audibility.

Alpha Allison smiled making my blush deepen. “That’s what you meant when you said I was the one who told you we were coming?” I faced Maria in an attempt to take the focus off myself and the older woman smiled secretly. “Indeed, I have a special connection with the Moon Mother.” She didn’t say much else but given the look that passed between us, we were sure she knew a lot more than she was letting on. “Maria is considered the Shawoman of the High Tide Pack, her existence was kept a secret to protect her and the pack from ill intent.” Jasper supplied, looking at Maria with emotionless eyes while she simply smiled at him.

I rise and bow to them out of respect. "Please sit down Lunas. What we are about to discuss is a bit shocking." I gesture towards the couch big enough to seat six people. Alpha Damien and Alpha David sit with their Lunas and wait for me to begin. "Lunas, the Moon Goddess has told me that your pups are the next Blue Wolves and you'll be giving birth under the next full moon." I decided to just rip the band-aid off, so to speak, out of exhaustion from this whole thing. Their eyes widened with surprise. Joy flashed across their face for a moment and worry replaced it.

At this point, Oceana was already tired from running and had made up her mind that she was gonna die. ' good bye mummy ' she said in between her breath as the beast made it mighty intimidating steps towards her. The beast got to her and only it's breath was able to burn Oceana's cloth. "Ple...ase don't... Kill me" she begged. The beast grunted and took hold of her neck burying his fingers and making blood trail down her neck. Just as the beast was about to eat off her head, a bright blinding light shone. ~~~~~~~