Moon Lovers Quotes Novels & Stories

(I know) "I apologize for my male, Luna. He tends to be very mischievous." Moira confesses, her accent is very thick and foreign to me just like Phobos's. "Oh no, it is quite all right. I do not mind." I am quick to ease her tension, I adore pups I see them as not harmful or annoying. They are gifts of the moon are they not? There is an abrupt silence that engulfs the crowd as they view me with awestruck eyes.

It is a promise that true love no matter how broken by time, death, or realms will always find its way home. To every reader who has walked this journey with me; May you remember that your light, like Selene’s, is never truly lost. And if you ever feel forgotten, just look up... The moon remembers. With all my heart, Ademolu Alisha Oluwatunmise 🌙

Maria: What's troubling my Moon so much that he's so lost and sad? Moon: It's a girl ma. Maria: She must be so so special that she has effected you this much. Moon: She is ma. She sweet, she's cute, she's innocent, she's stunning and I love the way her dimples get deeper when she smiles. Maria: Slow down. Who is she? Now I'm more curious, no one's effected you this much ever before. Moon: When you'll meet her, you'll say the same. Maria: Okay wait. This feels like a deja vu to me. Are we talking about the same girl 6 years back or it's someone else?

"Promise me that you'd take it back. Promise me that you'll live for yourself. I'd feel much better to go back to Lunaria if I knew that you'd still continue to live happily here." Verena smiled and looked down before nodding. "Zoren, you know why people admire the moon so much?" She pointed at the moon shining brightly. "It's because no matter how far it is, they can still appreciate its beauty. Some would wait for it all day, and just seeing a glimpse of it was enough for them." "That's sad," he replied. "It is."

“Every day, I will prove it. No excuses, no regrets. Just… love. Always love.” As night fell, a soft silver haze blanketed the garden. The moon rose, its light stronger than the stars, casting pale shadows across the fountains and walkways. Aria paused, sensing the familiar presence of the Moon Goddess. She lifted her eyes to the moonlit sky, feeling the whisper of energy threading through the night.

Roberick and Cynthia, in their twilight years, took great comfort in the moon's ever-present gaze. They often felt that the moonlight was a reflection of their enduring love, a silent witness that had seen them through every joy and challenge, much like the enduring quality of their love. The moon's cycles, waxing and waning, mirrored the ebbs and flows of their own journey. It was a reminder that love was not a constant state of euphoria but a commitment to stand by each other through all phases of life.

Celie exclaimed upon seeing the bright moon shining from outside the window. Lisa looked at the gibbous moon rising above the clouds, knowing that it would be full in just a couple of days. “Don’t you think it’s romantic how many lovers separated by distance would just look at the moon and feel that they could be together again?” asked by Celie. Lisa listened to Celie’s voice and looked at the moon, thinking about Jon as she did so. She could understand how many people could imagine having a shared experience with loved ones far away. Lisa too could imagine Jon looking at the same moon and thinking about her just as she thought about him.

Only this instance. Standing up and opening the huge wood window beside the bed lies a beautiful and perfect sky to watch. The dawn couldn't be this so mesmerizing. It was a lunar eclipse. I love the lunar eclipse. For me, it symbolizes our world. The situation we all are in. In life, we could be the moon. Glowing and shining in the dark. Yet there are times when our problems will stop us from shining just like the eclipse. Yet, we should bear in mind that it may take a while before it resolves, we will shine once more. Just like how the full moon will shine back when the eclipse would be over.

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.

She smiled sweetly, “We would all lay in the grass at night, we will count the stars, connect them, look for whichever star would shine the brightest… we would watch the moon, you see.” November’s quiet laugh was hollow and sad, a bittersweet feeling shared with her husband. Leonidas stares back at the red blood moon when November pointed at the moon. “The moon for us is the most beautiful kind of star. We could stare at it for long hours, praying and wishing for guidance and a better life.” Her gaze blurred, she laughs brokenly, “God, Leonidas, I miss them.” Leonidas pulled her closer to his chest. “Where are they?” he asked quietly.