Moana Storytelling Novels & Stories

He muttered. Moana walked out of the bunker, fuming in anger, and watched Liara with a lot of pups; she was telling them a story of Beauty and the Beast, and the pups were listening to her carefully and excitedly. For the first time, these little demons were silently sitting instead of shouting, yelling, and fighting with each other. ‘Even if she won’t do anything, she will be the one to be blamed for everything.’ These words rang in her mind, and her jaw clenched. She had to do something by staying in good books, but for that, she would have to make a good image.

“Ugh, I’m exhausted. The manager’s not checking today anyway. I’ll grab a quick snack first.” With a groan, she left, rubbing her back. Five minutes passed. Koa shook Moa gently. “Wake up, Moa.” “Mmm… I dreamt about Mommy… sniff... I miss her…” Koa's voice was steady. “We’ll find her soon. I promise.” He peeked out carefully—coast clear. He jumped out first, then dragged over a stool from the corner. “Come on, Moa. I’ll hold you. Be brave.”

All the locals in the island began to murmur as it’s very rare for their mother sea to direct something to them using the storm or nalu that’s her wave. “I found something!” one of the men said in Hawaii for others to rushed towards the container he open. “ it’s an injured human, his life is slowly sleeping away from him. Carry him to the hot immediately” the chief ordered as they rushed the pale unconscious Aaron into their little community. “Did anyone finds anything valuable?” The seer asked for them to shake their heads. “ then the injured human is our duty to safe and protect. Gather the corpse and burn them, throw the ashes into the water for gratitude… thank you mother Makai” he said

Damien raised a brow, his curiosity piqued. "Yes," Thomas nodded, warming to the topic. "Every year, the locals here in Bora Bora honor the ocean goddess Moanatea. The tradition says that she grants healthy relationships and prosperous marriages to those who pay homage. There are colorful boat parades, boat races, underwater lantern releases, and fire-dancing rituals on the beach at sunset. Tonight’s highlight is the Moonlight Ceremony, where couples tie shell bracelets together and float them on the water to signify lasting bonds." He chuckled. "It’s said to bring clarity to the heart… and sometimes, a little luck in love."

Her perspective towards Triana started to change. Triana sat down beside her and said, "I know you have a crush on Blaze. But he is my mate. You should stop thinking about him." Moana hung her head down, fighting the urge to cry. "You are young, Moana," Triana continued, taking her hands to hers. "You are beautiful. I believe you have a long line of men who like you. You should concentrate on them rather than Blaze. You'll find your mate this way." Moana was not sure why she felt rejuvenated the minute Triana took her hands in hers. She had the sensation that her body's pain had significantly diminished. It was as if Triana had cast a healing spell on her.

Ranz keeps asking Moana all over again. Moana just cried feeling scared. "No, I didn't mean it. I don't know why I suddenly craved human blood and Lesly is the only person I saw that time, I'm so sorry please kill me. I feel ashamed. I'm also hurt." she said sobbing.