Moonkissed Novels & Stories

Startled and relieved, Katie turned around and locked lips with the person holding her. As Centaur arrived, he caught sight of Pascal and Katie Clyde locked in a passionate kiss. Marcus whistled and approached them with a smile. "Pascal, I see you enjoy kissing," he teased. "Perhaps I should buy you some Kiss brand products. What do you say?" Katie Clyde blushed with embarrassment, while Pascal looked at Marcus suspiciously. "What is Kiss brand?" he asked. Marcus fished out his wallet and explained nonchalantly, "It's a deceptive balloon company that partners with many pharmacies."

Looking around the room I noted the high ceiling and shot my last orb towards the ceiling hoping that it would make a big enough opening that the moon beams would slip in. Thankfully it hit just right as the ceiling began to fall in the great hall as light from the moon beamed in through it. Moving quickly towards the beam of moon light I looked up at it and siphoned every bit I could as I watched the Moon Witch stir more as the mist creature fed her life.

Moonine is a rising K-pop boy group that has been receiving more praise nowadays because of their good talents but I have been a consistent st4r (name of fandom) since their rookie days. I was admiring my Bias' photocard that's been hanging by my mirror when my alarm rang. "Dang it. I was still daydreaming of Seven and me kissing in our beach wedding." I angrily turn off my alarm but made sure that I didn't hit it too hard. I can't afford to buy a new one, so better be careful than sorry. "Haa. Seven, bye for now because I still need to go to work. But don't you worry, I'll be back later to spend some time with you." I say as I blew lots of flying kisses to the photo card.

Zaterra shouted. “Sticks and stones, fire and cyclones. But you would not know any of those, would you, Zaterra, devoid of ki as you are? Now, as I lack the capacity for seeing, I would not mind settling our differences here and now. But for everyone who is visually dependent, may I suggest the nearby rooftops of Dragon’s Horn?” Koumori-shishou pointed at the town with his staff. “I wager the autumn leaves in the light of the waxing gibbous moon will serve as the perfect backdrop for your dramatic matches.

The kind of smile that promised chaos. “Tomorrow,” he murmured to the moonlight. “Tomorrow, I’ll make him look at me.” And with that vow burning like embers in his chest, Damien vanished into the night.

But not only did it not respond, it made her double over in pain with a short scream. "There's something wrong with this thing!" She threw the pendant on the ground. "Rosa must have tampered with it!" The entire pack went silent. The Moonkiss pendant was their most sacred relic. No one had ever dared to treat it like that. "Gathering's over," Carlo announced, ignoring the disappointed looks from his packmates. He walked alone to Rosa's old healing cave. It was a complete mess now. Herbs were piled up randomly, unsorted. Carefully mixed potion bottles lay tipped over, their contents dried up. Scrolls detailing rituals were roughly handled, their edges torn.

As the first true full moon of the "New Era" crested the jagged, obsidian peaks of the Black Mountain, the atmosphere didn't just change—it electrified. The silver-infused granite we had spent months hauling and shaping into the foundations of the Sanctuary began to vibrate with a low, rhythmic hum that bypassed the ears and settled directly into the marrow. This was the birth of the Lunar Resonance, the primal phenomenon that would, in the centuries to follow, be feared as "Moon-Madness." But here, in its unrefined and untainted state, it wasn't a curse of the mind; it was a symphony of the blood.

Lila moaned, nodding desperately as her first orgasm of the trip built fast under his skilled touch. Marcus smiled darkly, pressing a kiss to her neck. “Welcome to the Mile High Club, baby.”

— LUNA — I was drugged. Turned on. Aaron kissed me passionately like his life dependent on me, devouring me like a hungry beast. My mind was clouded with nothing else but him and only him. My fingers grabbed the roots of his hair as he deepened the kiss. I moaned when our tongues clashed. “You taste so damn sweet, Moonshine” he whispered between the kisses, and I couldn't help but blush.

“Just like you.” ​He finished, and my eyes widened when I felt his lips graze against my neck before he placed a soft, gentle kiss on it, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. ​Wow, Draven really flipped the script there! One minute he's yelling for her to get out, and the next, he's sharing tragic backstories and getting... well, very personal. It’s a classic move to keep Adriana off balance, but it also shows a crack in that "merciless monster" armor he wears.