Moon By Maxinejiji Novels & Stories

I asked, turning to look at him. Rodney placed his right hand over his head. He kept his eyes closed. “No.” “Then why won’t you claim me?” I asked softly. He opened his green eyes. “You know why.” For as long as I could remember, Rodney was obsessed with finding the Moon Omega. A Moon Omega is born once in a hundred years and is blessed by the moon goddess herself. Moon Omegas are powerful. Any alpha who mates with one becomes very powerful. Rodney was obsessed with power and would do anything to find the Moon Omega.

A female figure suddenly appeared from the bright, warm light, smiling as she said something to the-wisp that flew away after as the woman turned and looked at me. “My dear Olivia, I waited so long for us to finally meet.” Her voice, so gentle and soft, took my breath away as I just stood for a moment, silently in confusion just watching at her beautiful features. “W-who are you?” I stammered as I asked the first thing that came to my mind. She smiled as she took a step closer, not stopping until she was standing right in front of me. “I am the one that everyone calls Moon Goddess, but call me by my given name, Jessabelle.” She said to me, smiling warmly at me.

Ty was abruptly stopped as the door swung open. Everyone’s eyes faced the doorway as Azura’s silhouette stood outlined by the moonlight. “No, my Alpha,” her voice trailed into the room so serenely. “It is I that stands before the room. I, your future Luna, will not stay quiet and kept any longer,” Azura says as she takes a few steps closer to her mate, placing a hand on his shoulder and gazes over the room, stopping briefly on the man who had dared to mention her name. “I know you are worried and you have reason to be. First the pack is threaten by an evil man, now we are subject to someone’s spiteful vengeance, but do not forget, that it is the Moon Goddess who has bestowed upon me her

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:

Nichole I was only several centuries old when the first Blue Moon wolf was about to be born. A Blue Moon wolf is a rare and powerful being coveted by all. She will give her mate power beyond their wildest dreams. I am the first witch ever to walk this earth and the best friend of Selene, the Moon Goddess, the creator of the werewolves, children of the moon. Selene came to me before the first was born asking me to help her change their fate.

Eve breathed in the fresh air, she was exhausted after their run. She watched a black wolf keep running circles around her, it came to her and playfully nipped at her shoulder. She laughed as she pushed it away. The black wolf disappeared behind a tree and some minutes later, her best friend Jude appeared. He sat beside her, "What are you thinking about?" he asked her. "about tonight" "The red moon ceremony" he said softly. The red moon ceremony was to celebrate the red moon which came out once a year. And most importantly, the finding of mates.

Below it, five stick figures: one tall with dark hair (Ronan), one with a bump (me), one small with a ponytail (Isobel), one even smaller (the baby), and one that appeared to be a circle with legs. "Who's this?" I asked, pointing at the circle. "Jupiter." She looked at me like I'd asked something deeply foolish. "The baby's moon. I told you about Jupiter's moons. This is the baby's special moon." I knelt carefully, my bump making the motion awkward, and pulled her into a hug. "It's the most beautiful Valentine I've ever received. I'm going to frame it and hang it where I can see it every day." She patted my back with small, solemn hands. "You're crying again."