Priestes Of The Moon Novels & Stories

Sloane Once Aisling put it into my head, I couldn’t get the idea that maybe this was the Moon Goddess’ compromise for us not getting a white wolf out of my head. I’d be the first ever, that I know of, female Alpha. Yeah, it would be an uphill climb, but what hasn’t been? I’m used to fighting my way through just about every situation. What’s one more fight? And maybe that’s why I’ve had to fight so much in my life. Maybe the Moon Goddess was preparing me for this moment in my life.

Dante stood in awe of the witch, as she narrated the story of how she saved his son, only two people had done that till today, the first, himself, and the second, did so, at the cost of his life, remembering Liam, the father of Isak and Alec Emma, but the boys have grown into man, and now they were ready, for the battle. “Your mother says it’s time for you all to take a visit to the moon goddess temple.”, they all dropped dead, as he spoke the word, they had been looking forward to the trip, for a long while, solstice was coming soon, the last phase of the journey, was appearing and they had to be prepared, after the moon temple, if he calculated the period they would be spending, solstice w

, “Elijah took a deep breath, “The broken crescent are a cult group formed from a rebellious act against the moon goddess, the originator of the group was a moon priests, his wife and son died tragically in a deadly war breakout, stricken by grief, he pleaded upon the moon goddess to bring them back to life, but since such law was forbidden as the dead stayed dead, he got pissed, and leaves the priesthood of the moon, then went to form his own group, a rebellious group against the moon goddess, since he was a powerful priest he tapped into dark magics, like human sacrifice, wolf slaughtering, and bringing people back from the dead, he was so into it that the black magic begun to devour him a

,” she says with a sly grin. Azura’s heart beats frantically as she tries to plea with the witch. “Please don’t hurt them!” she shouts as the witch disappears out the door. Tears stream down her face as she tries to plead with Moon Goddess to protect her family. She closes her eyes, calling upon the Moon Goddess with all her might. She focuses all her energy on her, until she’s suddenly startled by a voice in the room. “My child. It’s a shame we find ourselves in the same predicament,” Selene says as she stands before Azura in the room. Her silver dress flows freely in the absent wind as her silver long hair strays out behind her magically. She hovers a few inches above the ground,

he said while keeping his eyes on mine. “Tell us then, what is your assumption Prophet?” Elaine said firmly. Multiple gasps were heard from around the room at the term ‘Prophet’. How could she possibly know if he is a Prophet? “You’re mistaken Beta Elaine, Artemis here is a healer. A very powerful and talented healer, but he is not a Prophet” Roe’s Mate said. I am still yet to get his name. “You are?” Elaine asked him, “Forgive me, I am Lupus, former Alpha of Tri-Moon” he said as he put his hand to his chest and tilted his head.

Healing is strongest during a full moon. Evans widened his eyes. He recalled that the moon was full last night. Edward and his group must have recovered but why did they not come to school? They must be afraid of the mysterious girl, he had not seen her since he had arrived. "What are you searching for? Can I see?" She questioned from beside him. Evans quickly shifted away from her and then deleted the search. He locked the phone then handed it back to her. "Thank you." Soon, the lecturer closed his notes as time ran out then left. The students started packing their things. Evans remained seated for a while but Jasmine came to his front, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Within seconds, the room emptied, and silence settled around us like a secret waiting to be spoken. “There’s something I need to share with you,” she said seriously, stepping closer. “We received information from our priests. There’s a group… a cult, calling themselves the Slaves of the Moon Goddess. Black magic worshippers. They operate in shadows, blending illusion with reality. They’re dangerous.” Before I could reply, she reached forward and pinned a brooch just below my collarbone—silver, sharp-edged, shaped like a crescent claw gripping a moonstone. “There will be moments when you won’t be able to distinguish what’s real and what’s not,” she warned, locking eyes with me. Her gaze was i

"It seems so. Which means your children aren't accidents of fate. They were planned. Orchestrated by someone trying to save the world three hundred years in advance." "That's..." I couldn't find words. "That's impossible." "Moon Priestesses could do things that modern Moon Healers only dream of. They could touch probability, reshape destiny itself." Elder Morgana kept reading. "She also wrote: 'The price of this gift will be isolation. Those who wield the power of two moons will never know peace. The Primordials will hunt them. Other wolves will fear them. Even those they love may doubt them. But in their isolation, they will find their greatest strength.'"