Moonlight Sculptor Class Novels & Stories

And then, one illusory figure after another began to appear. All kinds of ghosts and ghosts of hell, demonic beasts, and evil demons were displayed one after another. They looked ferocious and frightening. "This is the Moon Worshiping Purgatory!" "They are both heaven-defying unique skills of the Moon Worship Academy. I didn't expect that Lin Qingkuang had already cultivated them to such a high level!" All the martial artists present changed their faces when they saw this scene. There were even some martial artists who couldn't help but retreat step by step at the same time!

She held my hand tight, ensuring I didn’t break away. I could feel it—something unusual and powerful was happening. I couldn't scream or shout, but I believed that whatever it was would bring me the peace of mind I truly deserved. The incantations lasted for an hour. My mother’s face was covered in sweat, as was mine. Blood dripped from her forehead down to her nose, but she didn't care. Finally, she opened her eyes, and they were a vivid green. Mine were green as well. “Today, Yvonne, I hand over the powers of the moon to you. As long as you wish, the moon will remain hidden. The day you bring forth your child into this world, only then will the moon surface again,” she said with determinat

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

"We were fools to trust you. Our daughter paid the ultimate price for our blindness." A cruel smile twisted her muzzle. "The Moon Goddess has reunited you with your true sire. Don’t address us as your family from now on." As the mom turned to leave, Fiona scrambled toward Kane on her knees. "Kane! You've always been kind to me! You always forgave me before!" Her claws scraped against the stone floor as she tried to cling to him, only to be kicked away with a snarl. "Rot in hell, traitor," Kane growled, his voice thick with grief.

Her tone was gentle, but the way she looked at me was arrogant. There was no way I would have invited her to come. Luther reached over to help load her luggage onto the train, but the conductor stopped him with an apologetic expression. "Sir, there's only one first-class seat remaining." The Moonlight Express offered full-service immersive scenic touring, and it was exactly the honeymoon experience I had always wanted. It was peak season at Vespera Coast right now, so the standard seats had sold out early, while first-class seats cost five times as much.

Bowing his head, he said, “I wronged you both. If you can forgive me, return. The pack needs you.” Damien and Rain agreed to go back with him. A year later, joy blossomed again. Rina bore twins, their cries filling the pack house with life. She named them Darla and Dante, the next generation of Moonlight. And for the first time in a while, peace felt possible.

*"You'll die here, and he'll follow." I gritted my teeth, driving a dagger into the deck. Golden magic surged, rippling across the wood like wildfire. The shadows recoiled, hissing. Rhydian staggered to my side, serpents dripping void-black venom. "They're not just attacking. They're *sculpting*." He was right. The fallen shadows congealed into a figure on the forecastle-a woman with the moon's craters for eyes and hair like liquid night. The Mother of Unmaking had been a puppet. *This* was the sculptor.

The cracked moon hung in the sky, its white light flickering like the last breath of a dying person. “Moon Goddess,” she said—not calling out, but truly pleading, offering her entire self to that name. “Take my life. Turn back time. Let them live again and let them remember—let them know that I… I was the one who killed them. I beg you… let the wound remain with me, not with them. Let all the hatred I’ve sown grow only within me.”

Nate blurted out. “Not Junior, I think Tara needs a hand.” You see Tara struggling with a toddler hanging off her side. “Oscars on it.” Nate laughed. You see the pair franticly trying to console their child. The wedding draws to a close, you head back to normality, being a mom and an editor and on full moons a werewolf, you gained a promotion in this time too.

Marcus joked along and we all laughed. I looked at Wyatt and Zen and turned back my focus on the three wolves, "The lesser powerful a potion made from a moonflower that is rare to find and only a few know how it looks and what is exactly used from the flower for the potion." I said, making Tanner clap his hands and point a finger at Logan and Marcus, "See I was right!" We all laughed at his enthusiasm. I continued, “The second one grants better results as it is obvious from our week experiment.”