Moondrop And Y/n Novels & Stories

He gulps the last of his water, crushes the empty bottle in his hand until it scrunches into a ball, then hurls the fisted plastic into the farthest depth of the forests beyond us at inhuman speed. The baritone in his voice drops a notch below. “We’ll end him.” I'm about to ask what the plan will be in detail, when my mind drifts to the date of the next full moon. Only a few days away now, the date coincides with… the night of the School's Winter Formal. Shane balls both his hands into fists, inhaling, then stares up at the reddening sky. “Dreadborn will fall on the next full moon. I'll make damn certain of it.”

Amira responded with a smile before she looked up into the sky and frown when she saw the moon. “Do you mind if I ask you something?” Amira turned to look at him again after she heard him ask. Morgan took her silence as permission to go on. “I… Are you really the Moon Goddess?”

“Alright I’ll do better” “Good, now if that’s everything you better get back to work because you’re making no progress” he spat at me once again, he was about to leave when we both heard footsteps and ourselves behind a huge tree, it was Naya Rose she was heading somewhere. Roland and I shared a glance and we knew that we had to follow her which we did until we arrived at a waterfall, she sat down on the ground and brought a piece of paper and a pencil out of the picnic basket, and started drawing. Roland and I knew this was a chance to end her once and for all, unfortunately, a tree snapped and she turned around and almost discovered us.

I note, the soiled shirt is gone and he is wearing his hoodie once more, concealing the black triangle inkwork he had beneath his armpit on his right side. Aware that I need an outlet to vent or maybe just someone to confide in, I throw into the wind, “Alpha says we are moon mates.” Then I blow my nose, into another sheet of the soft paper towel, waiting for his next words. As kids you could just say whatever and it’s whatever and forgotten but as adults...I don’t know how the friendship thing works. With Jax, I feel as I used to. As if we are kids. We hadn’t grown, at least not to me.

“Are you really Knox’s mate, or are you just playing some kind of game?” Lydia blinked, stunned by the bluntness of the question. “Excuse me?” Ella tilted her head. “You heard her. It’s just a little hard to believe that Knox would have a mate. Especially someone like you.” “Well, do you expect him to be mateless? I can’t blame you, and if you think I’m some kind of ride-along, then I guess you’re wrong. We are a mate-blessed bond from the Moon Goddess. I’m sorry—there’s nothing you can do.” Lydia threw in the remark, which earned a scowl. She knew she’d hit the spot, but they were at a party, so obviously, they could do nothing.

“I am the person who writes down the bill.” The pull snapped. The pool shuddered into stillness, its surface smoothing with the offended dignity of a creature who has been told it will not be fed tonight. The red in it dimmed to a stain instead of a flame. “You’ve wounded it,” Maera said, and if there was triumph in her voice it was the quiet sort that prefers accuracy to celebration. “When the moon lifts, it will not redden fully. It will mouth at the tide and not drink.” “It’s not the same as ending it,” Evelyn said, exhausted down to the bones that conversations live in.

“So, what does it require of me? Is there any evil power behind it? I really need to know because I've been left in the shadows for so long." “By midnight, make sure to meet me at the old Vine tree. " When the moon is bright, I believe that mysteries will also be unveiled,” she commanded me with a firm tone. “However, once we step into that mysterious light, there will be no going back." “What if I'm not interested in knowing?” I asked with panic laced up in my voice.

"How?" "By changing your scent," she said, pulling a small vial of crushed, glowing sea-moss from her robe. "This will mask the Moonveil signature for a time. But it comes with a price. To survive, you must stop running and start fighting. The Unbound do not shelter refugees. They shelter queens." I took the vial. The moss within pulsed with a faint, bioluminescent rhythm, syncing with the beating of my own heart. "If I stay," I said, "I have to lead."

" Stacy said everything that happened just now, her mother coaxes her and said ''Stacy you have plenty of time to lure max, don't worry, just enjoy tonight. You know you are beautiful enough to make anyone fall it just time is not a right baby girl." Stacy confidently said, ''Yes mom you will see one day Max will fall for me."

She could’ve saved herself from danger. “I always wonder how your blood will taste like…” Lord Aleister drawled as he lowered his head to her neck. “She’s the moon goddess, my Lord. Her blood surely taste—” Lord Aleister’s butler’s words were suddenly cut off by the sound of breaking doors, and shattering glass came next. But Luna was too weak to even watch what the commotion was about. The last thing she knew was that she was slowly drifting into sleep even though she fought so hard to stay awake. And then, in the middle of the chaos… everything went black.