Moon Tales Novels & Stories

Aele says to the attendant. "Mother Aele, I honestly feel like the best way to find out when and how the Moon was stolen would be to speak to the guards who stood watch over the moon for the past 14 days." He says wisely. "Why 14 days though?" Another attendant asks. "I.. I.. say 14 days… be… because it takes 14 days for the moon goddess to go into a coma if anything happens to the moon." The attendant stutters shyly. "He is quite right, Mother Aele! According to the Book of the Moonicles, the moon goddess shall fall into a deep, unnatural sleep if the moon is absent for the space of 14 days." Darlene supports directly.

In fact, I usually freak out, as they say, very easily, that's why I take some medications to try to control my temper, and at that point I picked one of the vials that was in my inner pocket of the blouse and put it in my mouth. I was the last one out, I had my backpack hanging only by my left shoulder, I fixed it properly on my back and only then looked around. I'm just in front of a heavy iron gate, I see several silver details, they were the five phases of the moon: New Moon, Crescent Moon, Half Moon, Waning Moon and Full Moon, these symbols form a circle, in the middle of the circle the symbol of Selene, our Goddess, the Goddess of the Moon.

Anastasia explained. "Such as?" "Like in January, it's the Ice Moon. In February, it's the Storm Moon. In March, it's the Wind Moon. In April, it's the Wild Moon. In May, it's the Fire Moon. In June, it's the Ghost Moon. In July, it's the Light Moon. In August, it's the Sing Moon. In September, it's the Blood Moon. In October, it's the Frost Moon. In November, it's the Oak Moon. And in December, it's the Wood Moon," replied Ms. Anastasia.

I didn’t know why they got sad and I wanted to ask him, but then he said, “The legend of a white Moon warrior.” We were all surprised. Everyone knew the Legend of Azrael, the famous Moon Goddess warrior. “My mom used to tell me that story every night. She tried to tell me other stories, but I loved that one, so she would tell me of the great strength Azrael possessed and that being the first creation of the Moon Goddess herself made him and his warriors her personal protectors to live on this Earth among us all,” he said softly, smiling, lost in his memory from his childhood. “Do you guys remember when we would pretend like we were the great white warriors?” Damon asked Wyatt and Zen, and th

After losing her parents Meera found a new family in her adoptive parents. Their son Adarsh became her best friend and then much more. But as they grew up Adarsh's love for Meera started turning into something dangerous. Will Meera be able to save her best friend and herself? And their friends Nikhil and Kabir will they be able to understand their love and accept themselves?

Shadows stretched long and bending, yet at their edges, light threaded through, silvered and deliberate, marking paths, indicating warnings, illuminating choices. The Moon appeared then, larger than life, suspended in the night sky, its surface shifting like liquid silver, the craters and ridges deepening and brightening with its rhythm. Lyra felt its gaze upon her, not cold or distant, but intimately aware, as if the Moon could read every hesitation, every flicker of doubt, every tremor of fear and hope that threaded through her. “Lyra,” the Moon’s voice hummed, a vibration that ran through bone and blood, through muscle and nerve, not heard with ears but felt with every fiber of her being,

Kai added, "but that's not it." He flipped a page in his notebook to show some scribbles that were impossible to read, with some circles on the top of the page. "They were all born on the night of full moon." That caught my attention. "That's not it, they were all murdered on the night of the full moon as well," Kai circled the circle once again in his notebook, which I assumed was the moon. "But yesterday was the full moon," I stated, thinking about hearing any recent news, "there was no murder yesterday."