Moonlight Muse Novels & Stories

They knew what it meant. The Moon Goddess had chosen. And then the sky showed them the truth. I don't know how to explain what happened next. It wasn't a vision. It wasn't a dream. It was real, and it was happening in front of every wolf in that courtyard. The sky above us shifted, and images appeared in the clouds like windows into the past. The Silverpine palace. Burning. The Queen. My mother. Standing in the doorway with a baby in her arms. Marcus. Standing in the shadows with a torch in his hand.

He said so Zero smiled. "I'll look for her." Zero said and sat down. Hydro laughed then punched Zero. "We don't even know if she's alive." Hydro said and looked at the setting sun. "But go ahead, I'll just support you." He said and smiled at Zero. ~~~ Moon stood while looking at the chaotic, and colorless Moonlight, this was the first time she could get to the Moonlight that was broken. After what happened, a week ago, this is the first time she visited here.

It had the sign of the moon on it too. "This, is the sword of Artemis, it will be your cloud in the day and fire in the night. It will be your guild. Accept this gift from the goddess of the moon." Myra bowed placing the sword in her hands. Kendrick hesitated taking it at first, but changed his mind as his took it carefully from her hands. He held it in his hands and the moon symbol on the handle of the sword glowed brightly, and so did the moon on Myra's forehead.

Drake Calloway still picked on me, followed by cold laughter from the other boy and the wolf. “Stop it, Drake.” Nathan came between us. “Why don’t we all go to the spring? I heard the Moon Goddess sometimes appears in the Full Moon.” “You still believe that bedtime story?” Bryan Waltz, the one with curly hair, chuckled. He patted the wolf next to him. “I think even Elliott no longer believes it—and he’s only ten.”

The walls appeared to be made of moonlight itself, casting a gentle, silvery radiance throughout the chambers. The main hall was vast and open, with a high, domed ceiling that depicted a stunning celestial mural. The mural depicted constellations, planets, and galaxies, all rendered with exquisite detail and a celestial beauty that seemed to come to life. In the center of the main hall stood an ornate lunar altar, adorned with offerings of moonflowers and incense. At the altar, a figure shrouded in a flowing gown of silvery light knelt in silent prayer. It was the Moon Goddess herself, a serene and radiant presence that seemed to embody the tranquil beauty of the night sky.

Born from darkness, Delsanra Silver grew up knowing nothing but pain and suffering, even her own kind treated her as an outcast. Running from the coven who so madly craves her power, she finds herself accidentally crashing straight into the arms of none other than Rayhan Rossi, the future Alpha of the Black Storm Pack. Never would have expected that her saviour, would come in the form of one of the very races she’s tried so desperately to evade. What will happen when the dangerous young Alpha claims she is his destined mate? Will their love have a chance to blossom… Or will their differences tear them apart. ----- He pushed my hair behind my ear as he moved closer, his warm breath f

Kiara Westwood was the 18 year old daughter of two Alpha parents. But she was born without one of the basic abilities of a wolf. Wanting to escape from the protection and concern of her family and pack which suffocated her. She moves to the pack of the Lycan King himself. Alejandro Rossi. Fearless, ruthless and cold-hearted. Alejandro cares for nothing or no one and that’s the way he liked it. He believes his sole purpose is to contain the danger that threatens their very existence. At 34, Alejandro had not found his destined mate, nor has he taken one of choice. Fucking women was just a past time and he didnt have the heart for love nor the interest. That was until Kiara stepped into h

She brought her knees up to her chest, she turned her head to the side, staring out the window, saw the moonlight shimmering through her window. She slowly got out of bed and sauntered towards the window, letting it open. She glimmered as the fragile cinch of nature nuzzled her rinsed cheeks and whacked through her hair. Her gaze went up, staring up at the lustrously flickering moon, full and round, hidden with enigmas lurking behind it, detecting so much havoc here on earth yet still glazed brightly without a care in the world. Skylar did not wish to be like the moon. She darted her gaze, her eyes staring at the houses, through the forest where she could hear the sounds of brakes and the so

Liora, trying to locate the source of the voice, inquired, "Who are you? What role do you play in this realm?" From the swirling hues, a figure emerged — ethereal, ever-changing, embodying both creation and chaos. "I am Aeliana, the Muse of Beginnings. I inspire, provoke, challenge. Creation isn't just about order. It's about possibility, even if it leads to chaos." Malachi, his gaze fixed on Aeliana, responded, "We understand the need for chaos, for unpredictability. But there must be a balance, else creation becomes destruction." Aeliana, her form shifting from one creature to another, remarked with a smirk, "Ah, balance! Always the goal. Very well, guardians. Prove to me you understand th

Her laughter was unexpected, and it was unclear to me what prompted her amusement. Her laughter stopped, and she looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ani, you underestimate the depth of your abilities as a Moon Whisperer," she said, her tone filled with confidence. "The moon's presence doesn't solely determine the extent of your powers." Riabhel chimed in, "She's right, my dear. Your connection to the Moon is not limited to its physical appearance in the sky. It runs deeper, you can tap into it regardless of whether the moon is visible or not, so come on, let's try it."