New Moon The Graphic Novel Vol 2 Novels & Stories

It was a particularly unusual night. There was a silver moon and a rare blood moon seen side-by-side in the sky. They formed the grand sight of a Double Moon miracle. I could feel that a new chapter of my life was unfolding. The Stella who was willing to sacrifice anything for love was dead. As for the new me, I was finally free. Chloe came to my side. "Stella, look. There's a Double Moon. The Moon Goddess has given you her blessing." I smiled and nodded. Yes, the Moon Goddess was sending me her blessings. I strode away under the moonlight of the Double Moon. The Holy Temple and the painful memories got farther and farther away from me.

They were the environment. The White Alpha and the Prophet became the eternal guardians of the New Moon. Five hundred years later. The snow was thick on the Blackwood peaks. A small wolf pup, his fur a messy grey, scrambled up the rocks near the old cave entrance. He was small for his age, his paws too big for his legs, his breath coming in short puffs of white steam. He reached the summit and looked up. The moon didn't look like a rock in the sky. It looked like a city. A sprawling, glowing metropolis of silver and violet, the seat of the Galactic Pack.

Because who turns down the opportunity to grow in strength and size? So within 48 hours, under a new alpha and luna, the Black Mist was in an alliance with the Ventrel Coven, the Blue Stone Pack, and the Galanis Coven. Holy shit. We did pretty good, if I do say so myself. Another thing that wasn’t to be expected was how easily everyone seemed to handle all this news.

He looked to me, I stared back a him with an arched brow waiting for him to continue. " Ok I don't know how to say this, but... We have a.. We have a mole in our security. " He said. As he handed me a manila envelope. Jerid took the envelope, Opening it inside was pictures of luna, and I around each other as well as separate. Along with a printed note that read. Meet me under the blood moon, or this pack will lose another Luna. A growl left me, As I set the envelope on the desk.

Mountain's feature softened and he was about to say something to Joseph when the girl shouted, "Incoming!" Mountain was fast. Extremely fast for a large person. He came at Joseph like a blur and tackled him to the ground. A jumbled vision of foliage and trees and bushes, before he felt himself slammed against the ground. Joseph felt the wind knocked out of him as he heard the whistle followed by the loudest sound he's ever heard in all his 16 years under the Tau Ceti sun.

"Just get some pizzas. Oh, breadsticks and applesauce for Kas. Do you want anything else, Baby?" "A banana would be great. I'm really hungry." Bronx smiles. "Get the lady a banana, Milo!" I turn back to the book I'm reading. It is written in old English, so it's difficult to understand. I flip the page to find a beautiful hand-painted illustration. It is a depiction of the Moon Goddess. There's a man standing next to her that looks like a king. They are surrounded by children. She is holding a baby in her arms with gray hair and violet eyes. The title on the next page says 'Menae - Children of Selene'. No freaking way.

Lynx scrambled away, still laughing even as Nathaniel chased him through the underbrush, sparks flying from his fingertips. Lalaine shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "The grown-ups are more childish than the orphans," she whispered to the girls, leading them back toward the nun to show off their braided hair. ---- Meanwhile, the library was a tomb of silence. To Stella, it felt like an orphanage for old, forgotten books. She wandered the aisles until a spine on the highest shelf caught her eye. She climbed the rolling wooden ladder, her fingers trembling as she pulled the volume out. "The Moon Princess" was embossed on the cover. There was no author listed. She flipped it op

CHAPTER TWO The moon cast its silvery glow over the cavern, and Morekish, despite the heaviness in his heart, succumbed to the embrace of sleep. As he drifted into dreams, the echoes of unanswered questions lingered in the air. Meanwhile, his mother tended to the newborn, cradling the baby in her arms. The soft coos of the infant mingled with the rustle of leaves outside the cavern. The baby, nestled against her chest, emanated a gentle warmth—a new life in the world of shadows and moonlit secrets.

Jake grinned and then said, interrupting to continue the story, likely because this was his favourite bit, “one day, one of her very naughty young children shot across the Earth’s sky while playing tag with many other shooting stars! He got too close to the Earth, however, and crashed down into the ground! He couldn’t get back into the sky anymore!” Elder Roz chuckled softly and placed a comforting hand on top of his head. Then she continued, “indeed. It deeply saddened the Moon Goddess, but she knew she would always be in the sky should he ever need to come to her for advice. Her brash, stubborn little child, however, loved his sibling the Earth and wanted to play with the strange creatures

I'd better make them count where I could. "Well, my first question would be, should I go back to the castle?" "A question for the present that's directed at you, most patient mother." "Yes," a voice boomed from somewhere inside my chest, echoing around my head like an errant thought. The Moon Goddess's voice was like a babbling brook, a soothing current of a deep mezzo-soprano that made my muscles relax. "Go to your lover, for war comes for him. The seat of the Moon lies in the fall of the Eclipse. A new moon is the dark beginning, for all that is new must first be born of darkness."