Moon Cake Topper Novels & Stories

That thing should be celebrated, but her mother saw it in a different light. “Maybe your mother was just surprised by the news. Let’s wait until everything sinks into her.” He planted a kiss on her temple and pulled away. Sebastian cupped her cheeks. “This is our miracle, my love. And no matter what happens, we will celebrate her life….” Irma nodded her head and kissed him on the lips. “WHY is the moon like that, Mother?” Luna asked as she looked up into the sky. A smile curved on Irma’s lips as she watched her child staring at the moon with so much fascination in her eyes.

For a minute I thought he was trying to break it. It was a full moon circle, which he pressed in, clicking out a smaller circle leaving behind the shape of a C, or more like a crescent. A crescent moon and a full moon shaped out of the same round moonstone. "They were initially supposed to be two equal halves of a full moon. But I had it altered so you'd have a crescent." He said quietly, studying the rock. "And not something boring like a full moon." He said, one of his brows raised, teasing me with a small smile.

Monroe too seized the chance and gazed at the mochi's with sparkling eyes. "These are red bean paste mochi. I hope this amount will be alright." Jeremy didn't even finish speaking but three respective hands had already shot towards the white succulent mochi's with speed.

"They don't take new wolves. We haven't been trained properly. It could unsafe for us. They're a small pack, only consisting of 5 or something, but what they lack in numbers they make up in strength." "Why are they stirring up trouble?" I ask flopping on the bed next to Mikki. Pale moon light pushed through the window, leaving a stretched rectangle over the floor and halfway across the bed. She shrugs and looks out the window. "Wanting more land or something." We sat there for a long while before Mikki stands swiftly. "You hungry?" "Kinda." I say dragging myself off the bed. Half the house was lit. With the pack leaving suddenly the hallway light was on, the lounge room, the kitchen, several

he laughed, shaking his head, "I won't," *************** "I love that top," Moon squealed; I shrug, "It looked better on you," I said, truthfully. Moon was tall, thin but curvy; her long golden hair hung just past her shoulder, her green eyes popped, not to mention her ass was perfect big and round. I'd love to have her beauty and her body. "Are you girls hungry?." Bane asked; Moon and I both nodded. I went and changed back into my shirt; when I stepped out of the dressing room, I handed the top to Moon, she rolled her eyes at me, but she brought the top for herself just the same.

Chocolate squares with cream and raspberries, flan with caramel sauce, a cheese platter featuring an assortment of cheeses, crackers, fruits and nuts that complement each other perfectly, and there was even a chocolate fountain with a selection of fruits and sweets to dive into! Catching my reflection in the window, I gazed at the mask on my face. It gleamed under the sombre lighting yet somehow still shimmered like moonlight, a masterpiece of silver metal polished to a near-mirror shine. Both elegant and mysterious, with intricate lacework curling across its surface like delicate vines, perfectly sculpted around my face, it was made for me and only me.

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

In her hands was a clay bowl of something that smelled like herbs and meat. "You must be hungry," Vara said. Sweet. Easy. "The Alpha forgets humans need feeding." Selene looked at the bowl. Then at Vara's eyes. "That's kind of you." "We take care of pack." A pause so small most people would miss it. "Even guests." Guests. Not pack. Not protected. Guests could be asked to leave. Selene took the bowl. "Thank you." Vara's smile widened. "The full moon rises tonight. You should rest." Her eyes traveled slowly down Selene's body and back up. "You'll want your strength."

He wasn’t looking at the mug anymore. He was looking at Adrian. At the fact that Adrian had brought it to the table. At the fact that he was actually using it. “What is that supposed to be?” he asked flatly, nodding toward the painted shape. Before I could die of embarrassment, Adrian answered for me. “A crescent moon.” Kieran let out a short breath. “That’s the moon?” “It is if you’re not an idiot.” The whole room changed.

"The Moonlit Sea series was overseen personally by Master Sean Lee of Hong Kong, China's Tiangong Workshop, with exquisite micro-engraving by Yunnan, China's Master Chen Yansheng." "Master Chen redesigned the structure himself—twelve interlocking hollow layers, each one fitting perfectly into the next. It's a metaphor for the moon's phases, the tide's ebb and flow." Her final word hung in the air. The curtain behind her dropped. And the crowd gasped. Inside the bulletproof glass case, the centerpiece—Moon Soul—hung from a twisted platinum branch. Tiny diamonds nestled in the gnarled metal, shimmering like stardust. Gasps rippled through the audience like a wave.