Pj Mask Moon Novels & Stories

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

Trevor called out, peeking from the curtains. Tristan winked at Luna before standing up. He closed his book and kept it on the chair. He walked toward Trevor with one hand on his waist. "What is Trevor talking about?" She asked Phoebe. "Just some random statue of the moon goddess. They seem to believe it changes shape every day." "And it doesn't?" "I don't know." She said it honestly. "I never saw any changes." "Perhaps I might," Luna said.

For our future, our families, and our pack. I prayed to the Moon Goddess in silence as we got ready for war. We were going to require every bit of assistance.

Roy asked at the same time Josh chuckled and thought of irking his friend more. “Don't make our brother angry, he has numerous hormonal problems these days, he can't even release the poor thing, so the mood is not good,” Josh said and laughed out loud, they know Max has never slept with a woman yet, and they took advantage of it, poking Max over and over again. “Close your shit mouth,” Max ruefully said. First, he is pissed, and second, these two bastards are toasting his head even more.

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”

The Moon Festival was never meant for people like me. All around the clearing, wolves danced and laughed, their faces painted with silver crescents, clothes glowing with threads woven under moonlight. Lanterns floated overhead, their warm gold light casting shifting shadows on the stones below. The ancient pines swayed, whispering old prayers to the Moon Goddess. I stood at the edge of it all, half-hidden beneath the gnarled limbs of a hollow pine. My hands were clenched inside the sleeves of my simple robe—undyed, unadorned. I wasn’t dressed to be seen.

he mumbles to himself, then calls back over his shoulder, “But no more sneaking out at night Ax. Seriously.” “Got it, Luke. Promise,” I answer reassuringly. I say it like I mean it. But deep down, I know it's a promise I won't be able to keep. Not with another full moon due in a few weeks.

“After everything that I did?” “You are my child, Nathan.” the Moon Goddess said softly. “You were one of the victims of an ancient curse. I am angry, but I forgive you. You deserve a second chance, but I am not the one who can give it to you.” The Moon Goddess looked at me. Nathan sighed and looked down at the ground. “I don’t think I will get a second chance.” Nathan mumbled. “I’ve done horrible things. They won’t let me go.” My heart clenched painfully. He did do some terrible things.

She looked up at distant towns and found this one, Moonsville. A small town far north of Texas. It was perfect. Once she was fine, she got a plane ticket for her and her mom and left New York. If the police find him and he is behind bars, she would come back but for now, this is her home. She had withdrawn all of her savings and was living off them. Life wasn't expensive in Moonsville but she needed to get a job. Nothing grand but just enough to get her by everyday and take care of her mother.The washing machine needed repair. The machine broke down earlier this morning and she needed to fix it. She had seen a job vacancy at a local library and had applied for the job. She was waiting for a

A stirring of something ancient and primal. The full moon was rising, and I could feel its power calling to me. I was a werewolf, and I had done something. Something terrible. But what? As the moon rose higher in the sky, I felt my body begin to change. My senses grew sharper, my muscles stronger. And then, everything went black again. When I came to, I was standing in the middle of a forest, surrounded by trees that seemed to stretch up to the sky. The moon was still rising, casting a silver glow over everything.