Moonstruck Souls Novels & Stories

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

A full moon hung impossibly large overhead, bathing everything in silvery light. A low growl announced Nyx's arrival, my wolf aspect padded into view. Holy Moon Goddess, she was gorgeous. “Welcome back, little one,” she rumbled, her voice carrying directly into my mind like warm honey. A shimmer of silvery light heralded Astra's appearance. My witch aspect manifested as an ethereal figure that seemed to be made of moonlight and stardust. She looked like something out of a fairy tale, if fairy tales featured badass magical beings.

I loved it but I knew it was also because he was worried that either his mom or Sabrina would come for me again. But what he didn't know was that, if they did, I would be ready this time. He told me all I needed to hear. I decided I was going to fight for us. The thought alone was supposed to be scary but if anything, I felt empowered. I was tired of being pushed around when I didn't even choose this fate. The moon goddess placed me right where I was and I was going to fight to stay there. I was fated to be the Luna of the Death shade pack. I wasn't about to ridicule our goddess’s judgement by running away like I always do.

"Whispers of the Mystic Moon" The moon hung high in the night sky, casting its silvery glow upon Luna's determined figure as she stood before Alpha Burst. Her decision to travel to Blackmoon, driven by a sense of responsibility and a connection to the mystical forces that governed their realms, unfolded in the quietude of their shared space.

You have the abilities, and I know you would use them to fight your way through all this. "Serbian and the others can't stop your love nor dim your light." After a quality time spent, I left my parent's house and drove off to my apartment in the city. Feeling relieved and reassured that all was well. *** MOONHUNT OF LYCANS "Friends, family, children of the moon," Serbian's voice boomed from the top of White Rock, his presence radiating power and authority. "We gather tonight, as we always do, to witness the moonhun of this month."

The flames consumed Elara's body, carrying her spirit to the moon, to Damon, to the ancestors who had welcomed her home. The fire crackled and popped, sending sparks spiraling into the night sky like the souls of the fallen ascending to their rest. The heat was intense, forcing the gathered wolves to step back, but no one wanted to look away. This was their Alpha. Their healer. Their heart. Their Luna. She deserved to be seen until the very end, until nothing remained but ash and memory and the fierce, enduring love she had planted in every heart she had touched.

Lora raises her arms to the silver moon overhead. "We gather tonight under the gaze of the Moon Goddess. We gather to witness the binding of two souls. Two wolves who have chosen each other… not by the blind force of fate alone, but by will. By love. By sacrifice." She steps closer, placing her cool, papery hand directly over our joined fingers. "Selena Hayes. Damian Vargasin. You have come to this sacred water to seal your bond. To awaken what has slept. To claim each other before pack, before ancestors, and before the Goddess herself."

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

The Blood Moon was a needed ingredient to kill the Soul Witch, but the Blood Moon was three months and many days away! It felt like a gong rang through her brain, with an awareness of her new problem. Heat raced across her skin and he'd throat went dry. Lady Kestra would be back in two days with the knowledge of who she was and with only one mission. To destroy her. Even if Belladonna were to acquire the Thanatou's Sunflower tonight as she had planned, they would still be lacking one ingredient. The Blood Moon itself. By Ignas, this wasn't good.