Moon Palace Novel Novels & Stories

That's what led to my decision to visit Selene, the moon Goddess, to ask her a favour. **Meeting the Moon Goddess** Flashback The Moon Mansion was made of pure moonlight, with a shimmer that kept you from looking too hard. “Chemosh, it has been some time since we crossed paths” Came the soft, almost lulling voice of the Moon Goddess herself. Turning I found Selene standing about two metres from me, by the bunch in her arms she had been out picking wishes. Her long silver hair blew slightly, even though there was no breeze. Selene wore a nice smile, her eyes were pools of moonlight and stars.

I placed my suitcase in the room and followed Mary Aunt to see the other room, the baby room. "This room was prepared a long time ago, hoping to welcome a child," Mary Aunt's tone carried a hint of sadness, but she quickly regained her smile. "And now you're here, this home will finally be blessed with a newborn soon. Thank the Moon Goddess!" I didn't say anything, but I held her hand, offering silent comfort. In the evening, Uncle Marcus brought us packed dinner from the pack house. He was covered in sweat, his skin sunburnt, and exhaustion written all over his face. He briefly exchanged greetings with me before hurrying back.

I just sat there just doing nothing but listening to everything everyone else had to say. “The only thing I can tell you about Aeliana is that I started dreaming about her when I was a small child that prayed to the moon goddess for a forever friend, and that night it was answer. When I went to sleep that night just to wake up in a strange place that seemed there it was morning and night. Both the moon and the sun were shinning there. As I looked around to see a girl that seemed to be about my age. Her skin was pale, her hair was as red as fire, and her eyes as green as the grass on a summer’s day. When she seen me, I realize she was just as surprise to see me as I was of her, and I found ou

She buried herself under her blankets, letting the silence consume her as she tried to ignore the pounding of her own heart. In the dimness of her room, as daylight faded and the shadows grew long, Channary clutched her pillow, sinking deeper into her shame. The Moon had betrayed her, left her vulnerable, her mate unclaimed. She was the Alpha’s daughter, Moon-Kissed and blessed, yet here she was, abandoned and marked only by the emptiness of broken promises.

Dillon offered. “Otway.” Rebel said dragging his feet and followed by Ryder. “River, you come with me.” Storm said leading River to the bathroom. “Mama, I wook wike pwincess?” she asked. “Yes baby, you’ll look like a princess.” Blaze and Storm got their pups ready with the help of Marco and Dillon. By the time they were ready they’d finally arrived at the palace. “Wholly shit!” Dillon whispered. “This place is enormous.” He said, gazing out the window.

Most of the time I had spent in the Red Moon Pack I had stayed in my room, interacting with just a handful of people, hiding away from the rest of the pack. During meals I would help Cassie and then run back to my room or stay in the kitchen and have my meal. I never spoke to anyone and no one bothered to speak to me. I liked it that way. I would rather be a prisoner than a Luna. That's why I didn't take offence when the guards stared at me with cautious and

If at all, it’s too modest for the depravity that goes on at this school. “The weather is too cold for that.” He mumbles this part out difficultly. We were both the only people on the last floor in our building – him because his grandfather built the dorm, and me because I had a ‘falling out’ with a previous roommate who hated seeing my eyes and had to move rooms immediately.

Kaelen dived into the smoke, grabbing Sera and pulling her back just as the peak of the mountain began to crumble. "Silas!" Sera cried, reaching out into the white light. But Silas was gone. He had chosen to be the anchor that held the gate shut. The Blood Moon began to fade, the red shadow sliding away to reveal the pure, silver light of the moon. The "Wild Hunt" vanished into mist. The silence returned to Oakhaven, but this time, it was peaceful.

Charged. We stepped into a circular chamber. No windows. No banners. No throne. Just walls. And those walls were covered in carvings. Wolves. Moons. Crowns. Ruins. “This room,” Maelis said softly, “is where the Moon learned to lie.” I stopped walking. “That’s not possible,” I said immediately. The answer felt automatic. “The Moon is…” “Holy?” she finished. “Pure? Eternal?” She looked at me steadily. “That’s the version that survived.”

The two pills were in the shape of a full moon and it reminded him of the story Nathan had once shared when they were still a child. “Hey. Have you ever heard a story called ‘Moon Lovers’?” A child-like voice rang into his ears. Chris turned around before shaking his head innocently, “What is it about? That ‘Moon Lovers’ story?” Five-year-old Nathan grinned before he pulled out a picture book from his bag and flipped open the page, “The story was about the moon and a normal man.” The picture book had a drawing of a full moon shining brightly on the sky with an unnamed man standing directly below the full moon with a smile.