Novel & Cerita Moon Breathing Sword

A voice, which is soft but firm, echoes in my mind. "Use the moonlight," it says. "The moon is your ally, Hazel. Channel its power." I glance up, seeing the full moon shining brightly, almost as if it’s reaching out to me. I raise my sword, and the blade catches the moonlight, shining with a type of ethereal glow. Hunter lunges at me, but this time, I'm ready. I sidestep his attack, feeling the moon's energy coursing through me. My movements are fluid and effortless.

said the crown . " They were talking about a prophecy , what was it about ?" asked Cynthia . " The prophecy states ... The moon princess has access to powers beyond one's imagination and can't be killed .However no one is immortal , you can only be killed by the only Demon left from the bloodline of your father as he is the strongest Demon in existence .You both are linked .Either he kills your or you kill him on the bloody moon day or you both die . If you both die the balance of nature would be disturbed and it could cause destruction in all the three worlds . Your magic won't work on him his magic won't work on him and his magic won't work on you . This is the way you could know who he is

Ordinary silver knife cannot kill an Alpha werewolf. I lifted the Moon Sword in my hands, a glimmer of admiration danced in my eyes. The sword, a magnificent weapon crafted with intricate precision, radiated an ethereal beauty that captured my attention. Its blade gleamed with a silvery hue, resembling the radiant glow of the moon itself. I feel the power emanating from the sword, coursing through my veins like a surge of electricity. Its weight, perfectly balanced, instilled a sense of confidence in his every movement. The hilt, adorned with ornate engravings depicting celestial motifs, felt cool and smooth against his palm.

The kind that worked on humans but I felt him resisting it. He laughed. “Your little wolfie tricks don’t work on me Max Moon.” He took out a knife from his side pocket and I saw that it glinted silver in the light. It was made out of pure silver. He tossed the knife and caught it. I saw that the handle was encrusted with jewels and there was an insignia on it. I tried to see the insignia but my vision kept blurring out and then refocusing. I was losing a lot of blood and my accelerated healing wasn’t kicking in yet.

Before I let my emotions get the best of me. "Very well then." Kymon extends his hand. "Freon, my sword." Freon hands him a sleek, silver blade. "Isn't it auspicious that tonight is the Red Moon night?" Kymon muses, turning the sword in his grip. "The Moon Goddess must have planned this marriage." "Stretch out your hands," he orders. I do so without hesitation. A sharp pain cuts through my finger as he slices it open. Blood beads on my fingertip. Zade's is cut next, his expression unreadable.

The face is familiar… But it’s not my face. It’s the face of Nora Moonblood, Luna of the Moonblood pack. Her beauty is ethereal, with high cheekbones, piercing silver eyes, and cascading silver hair that shimmers in the light. My hands tremble as I touch my reflection, the cool glass grounding me in a reality I can’t comprehend. The memories of my death flood back—Cain’s betrayal, Claire’s cruelty, the loss of my pup. My knees buckle, but I catch myself on the edge of the mirror. The pups' voices call out behind me, their worry evident, but I can’t turn around.

He mocked, "If you surrender now, I'll promise I won't let tear your body apart when I kill you!" Severin replied angrily, "Ignorant garbage!" He raised his hand and swung the Oculus Blade to create several sword beams with the aura of destruction. The terrifying sword beams were in the shape of a crescent moon flying toward their target. The void in the vicinity trembled. Yaseen saw the incoming and held his guard up. He hastily threw the small cauldron-liked spiritual weapon into the air. The spiritual weapon rose against the wind, transformed into the size of a mountain, and shimmered with a dazzling radiance.

“This is Moon-Sere Herb. It's a traditional tonic to strengthen the female body for a pup. You look a bit pale, Nadia. Start taking this every day, and you'll get your strength back soon.” I stared at the herb. The irony was almost too much to bear. I was pale because I was already carrying Lucian's pup, and because our bond was fraying, I didn't have the Alpha energy to sustain it. But as a healer, I knew Moon-Sere was incredibly potent. It might actually help me stay upright without Lucian's help. “Thank you, Carlie,” I said softly, taking the herbs. “But I don't know what Lucian thinks about all this. After all, we're about to...”

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

However, instead of cutting me, the sword gently touched my hand, leaving a faint, silvery mark. Lady Dyare's eyes widened in surprise, and a hushed murmur spread through the room. It was an unprecedented occurrence. The sword had chosen me without drawing blood. "What does this mean?" I asked, my voice quivering. Lady Dyare stepped forward, her gaze filled with intrigue. "It appears that the Sword of Moonlight has recognized you, Kaerlia," she said. "You are destined for a unique path in this Lunar Clash." A tingling feeling erupted as my combat outfit materialized around me, a stunning silver and white ensemble with moon-shaped patterns. It was clear that I was profoundly connected to the