Moonlight Lyrics Ariana Novels & Stories

"The boys will be asleep until morning." Understanding dawned, sending heat coursing through my body. I entwined my fingers with hers as we began walking back along the shoreline, our joined shadows stretching before us on the glowing sand. "Aria," I began, needing to say something, anything, to express the magnitude of what I was feeling. She squeezed my hand. "Don't promise me forever tonight, Michael. I'm not ready for that." "What are you ready for?" She stopped, turning to face me fully. In the moonlight, with the bioluminescent waves breaking behind her, she looked like something from another realm—too beautiful to be real, too strong to be a dream.

They sang a soft, beautiful rhythm. The moment was peaceful, and I felt happy as I looked at Ario. He smiled at me proudly; he couldn’t see my face, but I hoped he could feel my emotion. My love, joy, and respect. I hope he can feel them. I smiled, getting to him, and it was quiet. It was a full moon, and it gave the whole place an extra glow. Ario took my hand, climbing up the little stairs.

For the umpteenth time, the old woman's voice rang an alert reminder in my ears. “I've reconciled to my fate,” I growled annoyingly. I set up a silent prayer to the goddess of the moon. I do not wish to use your name in vain, surely the best thing for me to do is to stay with Andrea. Coward screamed my conscience as I tried to sneak. You're just looking after your skin, how could you be a luna with such an awful mindset.

She might be nice. "Lee go back upstairs please, I'd take Aria to her room." he said and I nodded. I got into the room and all the windows were open. I looked around hoping no one was there, I searched the room hoping to find something and I did. It was on the table a small white paper with a message that read. "And on the day the moon covers the sun, I would wait for her heart I'd burn." I was scared, a gush of wind blew and I shivered. Then on that day I'd wait. I tried to make light of the situation. I didn't know Loranda could rhyme. I started closing the windows and just then Damon entered.

"Aria, you're my sister! Marcus, you're my mate!" Marcus took a step toward her, then stopped, running his hand through his hair in a gesture she once found endearing. Now it just made her feel sick. "Luna, I... I didn't mean for it to happen this way. But Aria and I... we connected. She understands me in ways you never could." "Understands you?" Luna's voice cracked. "We're mates! The Moon Goddess chose us for each other!" "The Moon Goddess makes mistakes," Aria said coolly, moving to stand beside Marcus and taking his hand. "Marcus needs someone strong, someone who can truly be a Luna. Not someone who still acts like a little girl playing dress-up."

“For years, we have lived in the shadow of war. The rogues and vampires sought to break us, to destroy the legacy of the Moon’s bloodline. But they failed.” A low rumble of agreement rose from the crowd. “They failed,” I repeated, “because of her.” I turned to Aria then, meeting her eyes. She blinked, surprised, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as every gaze followed mine. “This woman — Aria Blackwood — stood in the fire when others fled. She fought beside us when even death came knocking. She is brave, fierce, and carries the moon’s own light in her veins.” I paused, letting the silence grow heavy. “And she is my fated mate — your Luna.”

He continued. "Why would you do that?" You asked again. "Because tonight's a full moon, it was either leave you out there to turn or bring you in here and be with you to make sure you're safe." Nate looked a little shy. "Oh, hum, thanks." You whispered. "Don't mention it, do you want to camp out here or go home?" Nate asked, he was fully prepared to camp out with you. "I'd like to stay here with you." You smile, moving closer to him.

My heart was beating, fear and rage fighting in me. “The moon,” she said in a voice shaky but certain. “It’s… calling me.” Before I could reply, her eyes snapped shut, and the lunar mark flared to life, drawing a silvery light across the clearing. The ropes holding her shivered and turned into ash. She lurched to her feet, her body shaking but her eyes hard. Rhys fell, his spell broken, his dagger falling from his hand.

_Aria's POV_ If there was nothing left for me in this pack, why was I still staying? The question refused to leave my mind. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring through the window as moonlight spilled across the forest beyond the pack borders. Downstairs, I could still hear faint music and laughter drifting through the house. The celebration was continuing. People were dancing, talking and enjoying themselves while my entire world had fallen apart. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Nothing had really changed. The rejection hurt more than anything I had ever experienced but the truth was that my life had been miserable long before Kael Voronov walked into that ballroom. His rejection had simply

His voice echoed through the church, deep and commanding. "Under the witness of the Moon Goddess, we gather here to bind what fate has written in the stars. A blood oath, sealed by the sacred chalice, will determine the path forward.” I felt my heart pound against my ribs. Lucas stepped forward, his gaze locked with mine. “Do you, Ariana, swear to uphold the oath of the Moon? To accept the will of the Goddess, no matter the cost?” My breath hitched, but I managed to nod. “I do.”