Moondrop X Y/n Novels & Stories

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."

Cilyna gave her a look that dripped in fear as Kaynon say down beside her and took her hand in his. "Whatever it is, the kids will be safe. I will give my life to insure their's will continue." Kaynon mind linked Cilyna in an attempt to call her racing heart. "Alright, so what is this ominous prophecy?" Cilyna asked. "We are directly desended from the first chosen of the moon goddess. The only wolves to know of Kyrie and Dante. The moon goddess told them when all species joined as one again, all the gods and goddess's would return to the earth and it would be the end of existence as we know it." her mother spoke slowly after a deep breath.

"I'll find another way to destroy you and everything you hold dear." Lukas shook his head, his eyes unwavering. "No, Selene," he said sternly. "It ends here. We don't have to be enemies. We can find a way to coexist peacefully, but it requires letting go of the past and moving towards a better future." Selene stared at Lukas, her expression a mix of anger, frustration, and disbelief. After a tense moment, she finally seemed to relent, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "Fine," she said begrudgingly. "But mark my words, Lukas. This isn't over."

Nana who is just watching them from the back steps out "Please take care of this garden, and this rose" "but---" "Don't worry" she smiled "Lynx and Aeriol, can you make a replica of this?" "Jai!" they said in unison After molding a replica of the rose, they gave it to Nathaniel "As the strongest and most powerful, I want you to protect this replica. Make our enemy believe this is the real one." she paused as she reaches out his hand "You are the greatest warrior and as the Priestess of the moon. I bless you to be part of me as you are part of the sun. You will share my light---"

"Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

Dre groaned because his scent-addicted ass was ready to explode. I groaned because I recognized his scent. My mate. Kyler. Why, Moon Goddess? Why? I swore then and there to never prank anyone again—except my dads. And Dre. Always Dre. But please, take him away, I begged the heavens. Of course, the Moon Goddess ignored me. Probably because I cursed mid-prayer. Just then, we saw them. Xeon stood at the top of the stairs—and Dre, the hormonal menace, squealed in delight.

"Also what's the deal with me?" "If you succeed in finally making me the Luna of this pack, I will bring you out of this forest and make you the high priestess of the Ravens Pack. How does that sound?" I asked and saw the glow that appeared in her eyes. "In that case, you have a team with me. That Selene girl is too little to be a threat to us." Witch Ian replied, showing her green colored teeth. After some time, she handed a tiny bottle to me. "This should be consumed by none other than Selene Nightfall. There will be a change right after that. Once you succeed in this assignment, report back for the next step." She instructed and my eyebrows raised.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

He was trembling, his hands clawing at the bridge, his eyes wide with a terror he didn't understand. "You came for a prize," I whispered, standing over him. "You found a judge." I reached down and placed a single hand on his forehead. I didn't kill him. I did something much more permanent. I burned the mandate of the Moonveil into his mind. I showed him the future—a world where the Ashmoor throne was the anchor of the peace, and where the Blood Moon pack was either a servant or a memory. I pulled back. Kael gasped, his eyes clearing, replaced by a look of absolute, hollowed-out submission.