Mosa Mosa No Mi Novels & Stories

Everything I have is because of the Moon Goddess and her love for her creations and even though our pack says I was kissed by the Moon Goddess I say I was blessed. If you loved Moon Kissed Mates, be sure to continue the Mates series with Moon Spelled Mates. And don’t worry your favorite characters will be making an appearance in book 2 of the series. Make sure to follow me to get the latest notifications.

“Brother, I’m gonna use my bullet for you. That’s why my application to Interpol needs to go through. But once you’re out, min bror, please keep away from my wife’s sister. She’s not… from our world. She’s clean and good and… untainted.” “I know.” Gresso suppressed the smile tugging at the corners of his lips upon hearing his brother’s words. He just mentioned the very reason he wanted to own the studious little mouse. “Brother, she’s a pipe dream, all right? My own Zihuatanejo. She might as well live on a planet next to Alpha Centauri.”

Mika sent me a text, telling me that Rosalia was not going to prison, she was going to become an agent. “Tell her congrats!” I wrote back.

“Are you really Knox’s mate, or are you just playing some kind of game?” Lydia blinked, stunned by the bluntness of the question. “Excuse me?” Ella tilted her head. “You heard her. It’s just a little hard to believe that Knox would have a mate. Especially someone like you.” “Well, do you expect him to be mateless? I can’t blame you, and if you think I’m some kind of ride-along, then I guess you’re wrong. We are a mate-blessed bond from the Moon Goddess. I’m sorry—there’s nothing you can do.” Lydia threw in the remark, which earned a scowl. She knew she’d hit the spot, but they were at a party, so obviously, they could do nothing.

I go with the same side braid that I have now come to love, a Smokey eye with nude lip-gloss and my Cowgirl boots. We start singing and dancing to nothing but Country music while Amber and I drink almost an entire mason jar full of moonshine. Heather stops us before we finish, letting us know it's time to go. So, we walk out, heading to the parking lot. Pretty much everyone from school and the pack will be coming tonight, they always do.

I was already looking so ugly and my mascara was getting ruined. I don't know how Lena was able to get back into my room, but the moment she did, she tossed aside what looked like a spare key in her hand and grabbed me from there. She took me straight to a chair and had me sit. "Gia you have to control yourself. If your voice ends up being heard from outside, it could get us in trouble." She said worriedly but how could I care about that?

“It’s clearly about your mate. First, we thought we could handle accepting a human Luna. But now we know the truth? He’s not even fully human. He’s a Vengas. You know exactly what they are—dangerous, power-stealing threats to our entire kind. We absolutely can’t accept him into the pack, let alone as our future Luna.” I growled deeply, my hands clenching into tight fists, Moses roaring in absolute fury inside my head. I stormed quickly toward her, my voice low and dangerous with controlled violence. “Who gave you the right to question the Moon Goddess’s choice of my mate?” I said, my eyes glowing bright red. “The Moon Goddess personally paired me with Noah. He’s mine to keep, and there’s abs

"Ma'am you shouldn't this is a blessing from moon goddess and you should smile" She was about to continue what she was saying as Moses walked in. "Maid Stella..." He paused as he saw me. "Oh Victoria you are already here" He said But then I noticed something wrong as I squeezed my eyebrows and looked closer to Moses. Then I saw that his eyes glowed a bright yellow.

Macklemore hovered around him, almost some kind of hypnosis, except Andre felt himself inside his mind, he walked down the road. "Now, tell me all about it," Macklemore said. "I had just gotten home, I missed my girlfriend and wished to pay her a surprise visit. So, I bought some flowers, some cookies and I made a late order for pizza. On getting to the door, I was supposed to knock but since I had my own key, I let myself in. I pulled my jacket and hung it on the stand before calling out her name. I walked further to the room when I heard some moans coming from there.

Anita moved from room to room with her usual energy, balancing charts, IVs, and conversations all in stride. She had just dropped off a patient’s file when she stopped at the lab counter for results. One of the technicians, a young man with too much cologne and not enough tact, leaned against the desk with a grin. “You know, Anita, you don’t have to come here just for work. I could show you the city lights one of these evenings.” Anita didn’t even glance up from the folder she was flipping open. “I’m allergic to city lights. They give me hives.”