Moon Lovers: Scarlet Heart Ryeo Cast 소설 & 이야기

The Blood Moon turned a bruised purple, and the silver chains began to glow with a blinding, white-hot intensity. "Now!" Morga screamed. "Take the heart of the Ruin!" A pillar of crimson light descended from the moon, striking Rhea directly in the chest. She finally found her voice, a scream that shattered the remaining glass in the temple and sent a shockwave of cold energy through the forest for miles. POV: Ash Ryder

I wasn't sure who to address my greeting to. "What does that mean, Xavier?" Elenor was the first to respond. Despite her calm smile, shock rippled in her forest-green eyes. "You heard me, Priestess. On the next full moon, you will bless our marriage," Xavier replied, this time flashing a meaningful smile Elenor craved. There was a gasp and bated breath, followed by whispers from the witches. A tan-skinned man with a scar over his left eye was the first to ask a question: "I have been wondering, are you Peony Crimson, the fallen Luna of Blue Moon?"

Lena had always hated full moons. Not in a dramatic, horror-movie way. Nothing that obvious. It was quieter than that. A restless hum under her skin. Nights where sleep never came easy and every sound outside her window felt personal, like the dark was aware of her. Tonight, the moon wasn’t silver. It was red. She stood barefoot on the back porch of her rental house at the edge of town, arms folded tight against the chill. The woods behind her stretched deep and black, the treetops glowing faintly under the strange crimson light.

Nate blurted out. “Not Junior, I think Tara needs a hand.” You see Tara struggling with a toddler hanging off her side. “Oscars on it.” Nate laughed. You see the pair franticly trying to console their child. The wedding draws to a close, you head back to normality, being a mom and an editor and on full moons a werewolf, you gained a promotion in this time too.

“I thought you would have learnt some manners by now?” “I would have.” Something dangerously low resonated under Xander’s voice. “If you had learned to stop flirting with any woman you saw.” “Beautiful woman, you mean.” Oliver let out a loud laugh, before drawing his gaze back to me. I watched something dark flicker in his eyes for a bit, before disappearing again. “And Kieran here isn't just beautiful, she's a goddess. A reincarnation of the moon goddess herself.” “Don't you dare.” Xander warned and I almost grinned at how territorial he sounded. “Don't you try to…”

It’s commanding, yet surprisingly gentle. “Nora?” The voice carries an ache, laced with concern and something that feels… foreign. Love? My breath catches, and I force my eyes to flutter open. The world comes into focus slowly, shapes and colors blending until I see them. Three small faces hover over me, wide-eyed and filled with worry. Two boys and one girl. They don’t look older than five. I blink hard, trying to process their presence. Around them stand others—a woman with silver-streaked hair and regal features, her face etched with worry. I recognize her instantly: Grand Luna Eve, the mother of Alpha Damon Moonblood.

Liam’s voice was deeper than usual, his mischievous wolf was fully let out. “Ke…keep the cloth and leave.” Moon stuttered. This time, her face was alarmingly red, and she worried about the shape of her butt out of full display. “I can’t unless you want me to open my eyes.” Liam teased, the smile in his voice could not be missed. “I WILL GET IT!” She said immediately. “Close your eyes…please.” She felt nervous, her ugly scars being part of the reasons she could not let herself be seen. “My eyes are closed, Pretty.” He half sang.

The moon hung full and silver above them, its light turning everything to glass and shadow. Mara raised her hands for silence. “Tonight, we honor not just our victory, but our unity. We stand together because we chose to trust each other.” Her eyes turned to Lena. “We welcome our new Luna, who stood between darkness and light and chose both. Without her, this pack would not stand as one.” Lena’s throat tightened as the pack howled in unison—a deep, powerful sound that echoed through the valley. Damian turned to her, his voice low but sure. “You are my equal, Lena. My moon. My mate.”

Enara removed her necklace while Enos removed his bracelet and dropped them together on the white-filled circle of the moon water. A white beam of light emerged from the reflected moon circle shooting white light straight into a line upwards towards the full moon in the sky. The water soon rose out of the lake building a cylindrical narrow channel of wall water tunnel ahead. A door was formed made of water and moon earth overlapping each other and a golden knob formed from mixed gold and opal. Enos opened the door.