Priestes Of The Moon Novels & Stories

While the alpha king was kissing him, the priest was looking at the statue of the moon goddess that stood behind the king. The priest closed his eyes and prayed, “Dear Goddess, please save me from these monsters…” he begged desperately, hoping a miracle would happen soon, “save me from the cruel fate that is going to happen to me…” ***

I complied, feeling the weight of tradition and expectation settle around us. The priestess approached me, her eyes piercing and wise. "It was high time you came. She told me to expect you." "Yeah, right," I scoffed, my skepticism creeping in. The thought of fate and destiny seemed absurd, yet a part of me was intrigued. "Priestess of the Moon Goddess, we've come to seek your blessing for..." "Turn him," the priestess interrupted Maya, her voice commanding. "Turn the human; you will need him," she declared, and I nearly laughed in disbelief.

Then you are mine completely. The High Priest stepped forward, raising his arms to the glowing silver orb above. "The moon reaches its zenith! The bloodlines are pure, the intentions are true. Moon Goddess, reveal the threads of destiny that bind our future leaders!" A breathless silence fell over the hundreds of pack members.

Luna Storm uttered and left the house I had to run after her and watched as she stormed the new few houses. After entering as many houses as she could, she stood in between a clearing close to the borders, her eyes getting darker. "Navarre Pack is being afflicted! I don't know why and how but this will never happen. I will never let the plans of our enemies come to pack. Never!" She spat and then majestically walked back into the palace. Before we could return to the palace, the high priestess was already present. "Greetings the great Luna!" The high priestess greeted the Luna and I bowed to the high priestess.

Inside the Moon Goddess Temple Sanctuary The Moon Goddess Temple sanctuary stood in serene, timeless richness, its ancient walls having witnessed countless generations of devotion. The tall, spacious interior, large enough to accommodate a hundred worshippers, echoed with a deep stillness. Five people in pristine white robes knelt in prayer, their heads bowed in reverence. These were the moon disciples, the devoted followers of the Moon Goddess, whose lives were dedicated to the upkeep and sanctity of the sacred place. The temple itself, meticulously maintained, shone with an ethereal purity amidst the moss-covered greenery of the surrounding.

"The pack is troubled by a bad omen, and we need to know its meaning and how to protect our pack from harm." The priest nodded and invited them to sit in a circle on the floor. He lit a bundle of fragrant herbs, their scent wafting through the air as he began chanting softly. With closed eyes, he entered a deep trance, seeking the divine connection to the Moon goddess. Moments passed like eternity until the priest's chanting reached a crescendo. His eyes fluttered open, but they seemed to look beyond the physical realm. It was as if he could peer into the very soul of the Moon goddess herself.

Her silver robes shimmered, her gaze sharp and piercing. And then, the air filled with divine energy as the Moon Goddess herself appeared, her form glowing with celestial light. Her silver hair flowed like liquid moonlight, her expression unreadable yet commanding. At her side stood, my mother, the High Priestess, draped in sacred robes, her staff humming with ancient power. Their arrival sent a shockwave through the field, causing Kaelvor’s men to falter in their chanting, fear flashing in their eyes. Even Kaelvor’s smirk stiffened, his amusement fading.

She sighed, “I suppose I never thought of it that way…” Adolph sighed, “When a priestess enters the temple, they give up their name and claim to formal ties to family and pack. Every priestess is considered an avatar of the moon goddess, meant to guide us while alive.” Laurel smiled listening to Adolph speak about what the journal spoke about. She hadn’t thought much of the Goddess-Blessed epithet, just thinking that it referred to his victory streak and the fact that he seemed to escape every battle mostly unharmed.

Jake nodded. “Until the next full moon.” Rhiannon told him. “Until the next full moon.” Jake said as he came around to see Ashur holding a glass of water. “Are you ok?” Ashur asked him. Jake sat up nodding. He had a lot to think about. He wondered what the Moon Goddess meant by Felan and Keyne being more than pack leaders. He took a sip of the water Ashur handed him before saying, “The Moon Goddess is really with Felan.” “That seems to be the case.” Ashur replied.

"Then let’s begin." She gestured for Lena to take her place among the circle of runes carved into the earth. The moment Lena sat down, the space around her vibrated as though with some force. Celeste knelt beside her, palm hovering above Lena's heart. "The power of the Moon Goddess is based on your feelings," Celeste said. "That is your hurts, your rage, your love-all of them are the energy. But you have to be careful very much. Once you lose yourself in that then probably will not be better than the creatures we oppose to."