Moonwatcher X Qibli Novels & Stories

Meredith took her tray up and looked down at her watch. “Even your watch is fancy!” Taylor looked at Meredith’s watch as she grabbed Meredith’s wrist, bringing it up to her face. Taylor whispered in awe as she read the name on the silver plated face, “Schaffhausen…fancy…” The watch face was surrounded with diamonds and had a moonphase in the face. Meredith had only allowed Brayden to get it for her because she liked the dark blue alligator leather band.

Show me ]] I turn the monitor on and the three of us peer onto the screen, Tobias has Jewel on a balcony looking down at his pack and speaking [[ my people, it brings me great joy to bring to you this vessel of power, she is unlike any other before her and will take our pack even higher with strength and agility, once the new moon rises into the sky in three days we will all partake in the essence her veins have to offer ]] the crowd cheers and claps cheerfully, who is she looking at? Sebastian? My jealously is taking over, he’s also staring back at her, Axel growls possessively and I clench my fists, is she attracted to him or something, no, no she would never do that to us, there must be s

I think aloud, “this is how you keep wolves away from the moon. They aren’t obeying you willingly, you’re dampening their powers.” “Very good.” Blaise praises, petting my long hair. “Of course none of them have powers like yours. You’ll need something extra special.” He pulls a pair of moonstone studded bracelets from the wall, more ornate than any of the other creations. “I had these made in preparation for you. I always knew I’d find you one day.”

Pressing her lips together again, she secretly reached behind Gryphon as if begging him to help her. “Mr. Grand, I know you are well aware of all the news about your competition. I’m pretty sure that you also heard about that auction they did, featuring all one-of-a-kind watches. Andy here designed Winter Equinox, the watch that Monarch regarded as a reject.” Gryphon gestured at the woman next to him. “She has the talent and dreams, but she can’t accomplish her goals on her own.

Convel’s POV This is the day every werewolf in our pack is waiting for; the festival of the red blood moon that only happens once every 10 years. Blood moon appears to be the werewolves’ source of strength during the great war centuries ago. “Convel!” I follow the voice, and it leads me to one of our dungeon guards. “Do we have any problem?” I take a quick look at the entrance of the dungeon, worrying if something happened. “Nothing happened, but the prisoner screamed so loud last night.”

Victor mumbled, moving away dejectedly. Alexander sighed. "Tonight is the perfect moment to seize the opportunity and strike at the werewolves," he announced. JP looked puzzled. "How?" Alexander grinned. "You'll find out soon enough. Hours later, the sky darkened, creating an eerie backdrop. The vampires, having fed on enough blood, were in high spirits when Alexander stood up. He disappeared into the old house and returned with a special kind of fireworks that the boys had never seen before. In a flash, he shot them into the dark sky, laughing uproariously.

One of them said in a ridiculing tone and burst into laughter, some of them laughed along. "Quiet, guys don't do that to my sweet sis, Anathi, " Caleb said as he put his hand around my shoulder noticing I was about to burst into tears. I don't know what had gotten over me to think of Rydian as my future mate. It could have been the fact that I anonymously chatted to him on i*******m and had developed a bond with him though I refused to disclose of my identity to him or the fact that he stuck up for me unknowingly but I had imagined once I turned eighteen, when my dad would start looking for a groom for me to wed as per culture, a mate to spend the rest of my life with, that mate would be Ryd

Xander lowered his. They looked at the Stone of Vows. Where Xander’s flat palm had rested, there were no jagged claw marks. There was no damage. Instead, etched perfectly into the smooth, black basalt, was a single, intricately detailed, glowing silver emblem. It was a crescent moon, cradling a blooming winter-rose. The mark of the healer. The mark of the protector. The mark of their unified soul. Xander stared at the stone, his breath catching in his throat. He reached out, his fingertips hovering over the glowing silver petals, afraid to touch it, afraid it was a mirage.

"The moonlight doesn't lie." Vex walked to the altar and took out the ancient scroll. "Alpha Harris claims that Rachel of the Silver Moon Pack is his destined Mate. Tonight, under the witness of the full moon goddess, we will verify this bond." He unrolled the scroll. Runes glowed with a bright silver light, seeming to flow like living things. "Please, step forward." Harris took my hand and led me to the altar. His hand was warm and strong, chasing away the night's chill.

QUEENETH’S POV The night of the moon ritual was supposed to be careful. Measured. Safe. A way to pull all the scattered pieces of myself together. But as soon as the silver light hit my skin, I felt something older stir. Something that had been waiting beneath my ribs, beneath my control, beneath the surface of everything I thought I knew about myself.