Novel & Cerita New Moon E D W A R D

He was resplendent in his ceremonial attire, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the golden disc of the sun was being slowly, inexorably devoured by the encroaching moon. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd as the world plunged into an eerie, midday darkness. It was a premature night; stars blinked into existence, shivering in the sudden, biting cold. To the superstitious, it was a terrifying omen of divine displeasure, a harbinger of doom. But for Elena, it was simply the elegant mechanics of the universe—a celestial reminder that even in the deepest, most suffocating shadow, the light remained, waiting patiently to return.

I asked where she was and what I heard then made me want to faint again. "Belle Johnson, you are the new, and soon, the future Goddess of the Moon. The one who claims victory in the coming war.” Are these Elders drugged or something like that?! I was not a Goddess of the Moon! And I, idiotic as I was, said the first thing that came to my mind.

Venus's POV I watch as we successfully send off the moonstone baton to the next werewolf pack so that they can celebrate the next Full Moon as their own Full Moon Festival. And our pack has to wait for another year to celebrate it once again. I catch the scent of salt and the ocean. I turn around to find Edna Adams. Her gray eyes warm as they look at me, and a smile so gorgeous that I can definitely say she is prettier than me. "Future Queen," Dorian bows to her and if only he knew what I am to Alonso!

He turned around and I could still see the bruises that Dylan had given him, "relax okay " "Why have you called me?" I snapped feeling impatient, he stared at me for a while, long enough for me to start feeling self-conscious, "have you called me out here to stare at me? If you don't have anything to say I'll just leave then" I turned my back to leave before he spoke up, "the seal placed over you is no longer a mere crack" I slowly turned to face him, "that's why you can now talk back, because you now have a mind of your own" he must have gone crazy if he thinks I came here to listen to his talks about some seal aced over me again and it must have shown on my expression because he rose his h

The lanterns glowed faintly, casting soft shadows that danced across her friends’ faces as they waved her over. Channary jogged over, her bare feet sinking slightly into the cool, damp earth. She greeted her friends with a smirk, “Hello, ladies, and… boys.” Credence, one of the boys, grinned and pulled a joint from his pocket, waving it under her nose with a playful wink. “One for the Blood-Moon?” “Yeah, right. Alpha Williams would have my head if he ever found out,” she replied, smacking it away with a laugh.

Later that night, I stood by my bedroom window, staring out at the moon. The house was quiet, the kind of quiet that felt new — not cold or empty, but peaceful. My chest felt lighter. Maybe healing didn’t happen all at once. Maybe it wasn’t dramatic or cinematic. Maybe it was just this — two siblings finally talking, finally seeing each other after years of pretending not to. My phone buzzed. A message from Jaxon. Jaxon: You okay? Me: Yeah. Talked to Ethan. It went better than I thought. There was a pause, then:

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

Cilyna gave her a look that dripped in fear as Kaynon say down beside her and took her hand in his. "Whatever it is, the kids will be safe. I will give my life to insure their's will continue." Kaynon mind linked Cilyna in an attempt to call her racing heart. "Alright, so what is this ominous prophecy?" Cilyna asked. "We are directly desended from the first chosen of the moon goddess. The only wolves to know of Kyrie and Dante. The moon goddess told them when all species joined as one again, all the gods and goddess's would return to the earth and it would be the end of existence as we know it." her mother spoke slowly after a deep breath.

They rose to their feet immediately in her presence. “Is she?” Mia began, but she didn’t get to finish because Edward answered. “She is the moon goddess.” Why did Mia feel like she had seen her before? “She is the one we have been trying to get to.” “Where did you learn that ritual from? Because I remember wiping it off all of creation after my enmity with Doom began.” She asked Edward. “It was written on the pillars of the dark dimensions,” Edward replied, not lying about it. “No being has the power to summon the moon goddess, not even Doom with all his power and might.” She said that and took a step forward.