Moonlit Fantasy Web Novel Novels & Stories

She said as if she had not just lifted me up through the air and brought me down in a second. I gulped and tried to recall what I was going to say. “D…dark magic is unholy, it is impure and vile. So we need something holy to kill her and destroy this book.” “What is it?” One of the onlookers asked and I replied. “Us. All of us are created by the Moon Goddess. All of us awaken our wolves under the moonlight. Essentially, we all have traces of moonlight in our blood, in our very soul. So if we all try together, we could destroy the book.”

The grimoire Vale had given me lay open on my pillow, glowing faintly under the direct, watchful gaze of the full moonlight streaming through the large windows. The pages were delicate, thin as onion skin, crackling softly as I turned them. They were inscribed in a flowing script, a language so ancient it felt like a melody rather than words, in silver ink that shimmered like stardust. The illustrations were intricate, depicting cosmic events, mythical creatures, and powerful, ethereal figures.

I wasn’t happy because Tristan can also use the spell, but I was happy because I could get to know more about the spells I'm using, which I'm sure would be in this book. The pages of the book were old. It's like it's telling the story of a thousand years gone by. The edges tingled with the passage of time. I opened the first page, and the texture of the paper was worn and soft under my fingertips. Unlike the other books, which don't have anything on their first pages, this was different. ‘Moonlit Enchantments: A Guide to Werewolf Magic,’. It was written on the first page. The scent of mystery lingered in the air like a ghostly presence as I took a quick glance at Andrian.

In the quiet solitude of her library, Luna expressed the intricacies of her emotions—the sorrow of Selene's departure, the honor of becoming an elder, and the responsibility that now rested upon her shoulders. With each stroke of the quill, Luna channeled the essence of the enchanted realms into the Book of Luna. The cosmic tapestry unfolded, revealing the interconnected threads of life, loss, and legacy. Luna's writing reflected not only the events but also the emotions embedded in each word, creating a profound narrative that resonated with the mystical energies of Nampa.

The path to Raven's trust was labyrinthine, but with every step, with every stolen glance and unspoken word, they were drawing closer. The world was cloaked in a cocoon of stillness as night's embrace stretched across the vast expanse. The moon, in all its silvery splendor, cast a luminescent glow that transformed the terrain into a realm of magic and mystery. The gentle shimmer of the moonlight was like an artist's brush, painting the scene with ethereal strokes, making everything it touched seem both real and dreamlike.

Her stomach gave a sound, “Huh I should not be going to the kitchen in the middle of the night.” She got up and gazed outside the window. She stared at the big round shinny moon in the sky. It looked as beautiful as anything could be. She opened the window to let the cool fresh air come inside. She stared at the moon and cared about nothing. She started to feel strange. Her head started getting dizzy. Her nails started to grow. She could feel her bones moving and changing their places. She could feel hair grow on her skin. She didn’t know what to do. She turned to the mirror and saw hair grow all over her body. She saw her clothes tearing off. She was scared. It was painful but ticklish too.

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.”

“Selene Montgomery, Luna of the Dark Moon pack.” *Author Note: Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed this novel. Keep an eye out for the crossover sequel "Dark Moon Daugther" coming soon! In the meantime, check out The Assassin's Mate and learn about the world that Osiris has found himself in. :)

Not just my life depended on it now, but my child's, Rosalie, Ronn, Chris, Ruby and everyone that wanted to be out of here as well. "Excezerra ver arouz ligato nix sour ver arouz isto canuz hors d'oeuvre…." I continued, I was as weak as fuck, my eyes glowed blue for few seconds before it turned black and my blood grew cold. I felt cold instantly. An enormous amount of magic seeped from me, a smile crept on my lips. She was free. ~~~ Hi guys!!! I would really love to hear your comments so far on the book: Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny.

I’m crouching down, busy putting my guitar in its case, when I suddenly still, a familiar scent hitting me… The next moment, someone covers my eyes from behind… “Guess who?” But it’s that voice, that has my heart pounding like a hammer, my eyes almost instantly filling up with tears, even when they are closed… (Author’s Note: The stories told by Zira Castalia, really do exist. They are the work of one of my Favourite Authors … Author MOONLIGHT MUSE.) You can find these stories from her Alpha Series Book 1 – Her Forbidden Alpha Book 2 – Her Cold-Hearted Alpha