Moon Light Lover Mga Nobela at Kwento

The same old stories, I am always a prey you need to devour to satisfy your hunger; not your daughter. “The sun and moon were lovers in the past life but when god learned about them he was furious. How can they love each other when they are supposed to love god? In anger, God cursed them to be right beside each other but they can never see or touch each other. The sun and moon begged for forgiveness but God didn't listen. For ages the sun came out at day and the moon at night. When they missed each other they asked the clouds to tell the other through rain. After eons of this, the god fury finally came down and he saw the lovers still loving each other. In guilt, he made a day when they coul

"Should I be more like Diego. Give you a thousand nicknames? I would tell you how you are my moon, my stars, and everything else in the night sky. That you’re the love of my life?" Moon was silent for a bit, then said, "no, our love story is like no one else’s. We found each other, then we lost each other. We went through hell, and now we are here. You calling me "my Moon" is special enough. It means you see me for who I am now. Moon, not Mona. And you see me as yours. I am yours. Your Moon."

But in the light of the Moon Vow Stone, our figures merged, our faces beaming with an unstoppable joy and satisfaction. We were mating willingly, absolutely, without a doubt. Lucas sliced his palm with a sharp claw, smearing his blood on the Moon Vow Stone, then gripped my hand tightly, guiding me to do the same. Our blood mixed on the ancient stone, glowing faintly. His deep, powerful vow echoed through the woods, reaching the Moon Goddess's ears. "I, Lucas Blackstone, vow here to take Ella Moon-shadow as my only mate, my Luna. For all my life, as the Moon Goddess is my witness!"

He could not believe that a vampire and a wolf could mate, and that Killian's grief was apparent due to the death of Lilo, his late mate. The three boys were spotted at the Moonlight Lounge, in their usual VIP section but with a heavier security presence. Killian was no longer the happy-go-lucky playboy who used to chat up some girls, he was playing with his drink, lost in thoughts. Damon was sitting at the bar, sipping on a big jug of sheep's blood cocktail as he watched his two bestfriends fighting with their own thoughts. Reed was leaning over the railing, seemingly looking down at the dance floor, where the crowd happily danced and made out. He kept twirling a small ribbon in his hand, t

Lila's POV The shaman looked like he was in trance. “We need the blood of one of your lovers. The moon goddess requires his blood to break the curse. Your lover being bonded to you, helps like a catalyst.” My breath hitched for a moment and I thought I'd die from suffocation. For a moment, I thought I didn’t hear him properly. “My… lover’s blood?” I repeated slowly, my voice almost a whisper. “What is that supposed to mean? I do not have a lover. What games are the moon goddess playing?”

**The Silent Treatment** Elder Thorne stood beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight, his heart swelling with both reverence and awe as he faced the moon goddess, a divine figure of unmatched beauty and power. Her silvery robes flowed around her like a celestial waterfall, shimmering gently as the soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The moon's radiant light poured forth, illuminating the sacred glade where he had ventured, his spirit filled with hope and purpose, seeking the moon goddess's wisdom to guide Caden, the young alpha, in his quest for a suitable luna.

Which did not help his aching heart. He watched a bunch of videos showing the phenomenon last night. It was clear how the moon got closer, grew bigger, and then suddenly became perfect. A lot of comments were about the moon giving them hope. He scoffed, reading a comment that was basically a story made up about a woman on the moon trying to find her lover who was stuck on earth. As the lovers were made to exist in two different realms, the moon can only be complete whenever they are together, which is not as often as they wish. However, last night, the woman in the moon was extremely sad; she had to go to extreme measures just to find him and complete herself. It was tough to read through it

she says. They all bow their heads to me and Atlas before chorusing, "So mote be it," as the sounds of the Violin and drumming get louder filling the hall. Atlas turns to face me, he lowers his head as he plants a kiss on my lips. "Our Alpha and Luna of the Blood Moon Pack," I hear Ophelia announce at the top of her voice as Atlas's lips meet mine.

I figure that's good enough. I tilt my head down and look through my camera's viewfinder again. The sight immediately makes me hold my breath for a second. The almost-full moon is there in all its radiant splendor. Its silvery glow weaves a spell over the night, and finally I reach forward to click the shutter. As I lose myself in the rhythmic trance of capturing lunar beauty, a distant wolf's howl becomes a haunting melody through the woods. Abruptly, the lens darkens, and for a second I wonder if a black cloud has suddenly obscured my view. When I pull back to check though, I gasp.

THE WIND HOWLED from the sea, bringing the coldness into the air around the houses built along the shore. It echoed in Xurden’s ear as they stood on the roof of one of the abandoned warehouses overlooking the length of white sand. Above the sky, the round moon glowed bright hiding from the thick clouds. A few blocks away from where they were, the party had started early on the rooftop of a five-story building. He could see Yric standing in the corner, even from a distance. The younger guy looked so lost holding a red disposable cup.