Priestes Of The Moon Novelas e Histórias

Damien POV: The priestesses were doing their nightly prayers to the Moon Goddess when I arrived. They bowed to me in greeting and I bowed back in respect. "Offering for the Moon Goddess?" Asked a young maiden, she was dressed identical to the rest of them, all in white dresses that covered one shoulder and flowed down them like water. They all looked ethereal, some believe it is a gift they receive for choosing to devote their lives to the Moon Goddess. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a silver medallion. It was a Moon coin and the only thing ever accepted in the temple. You couldn't do anything with it but it was thought to have magical qualities or even grant wishes. I would wish fo

we both said in unison. “Yes, my sweet children. I brought you here to share with you, your destiny.” Louise and I looked at each other confused, then looked at her. “What do you mean Moon Goddess?” Louise asked. “Please call me Selene. And for centuries wars have broken out for one reason or another. They don’t happen as much anymore but they still happen occasionally. I have brought you here to explain why you both have been given the vision of foresight.” “Foresight? You mean like and oracle?” I asked.

High Priest Julianus held the esteemed position as the leader of all divine priests, while High Priestess Genia commanded authority over the divine priestesses. These distinguished titles, accompanied by honorifics like "Your Excellency," "high priest," and "high priestess," signified their proficiency in performing invocations and their status as sages of the Moon Goddess. Each kingdom had the potential to produce a sage, whether in the form of a divine priest or a divine priestess. However, the coveted roles of the Moon Goddess's sage were exclusively bestowed upon two individuals.

he said politely. I glanced at Claude when his expression changed into an earnest one. "We are here to present to Her Majesty about the representation of this temple," Claude said, sounding like he was sending a secret message to Priest Irus Solari. He was the priest who had performed our wedding ceremony. I would never forget that a good-looking man like him could be actually turned into a divine priest. Being a divine priest means you are a messenger to the Moon Goddess. The divine priests or priestesses were those people who practiced seeking knowledge and message or revelation from a deity which was the Moon Goddess.

Jayden blurted out in anger. Staring at him with a blank expression, Rex kept mute until Jayden sat back down with a vicious anger. "As I was saying,” He kept on. "Jaylen is the Moon Goddess chosen Alpha. He is the Moon Goddess Choice and any attempt to go against this would result to the destruction of us all. And I don't think we want that—“ Jayden growled attempting to jump at Rex, but he got beaten to it by his twin brother. "No way! No way this is really happening!" Jaylen stood up with rage.

As an event that only commenced once in ten years, werewolves, fairies, faes, dwarves, elves, shifters, mystical creatures, witches, vampires, and all other creatures of the supernatural world gathered together in the Highland Arena to exchange blows and show off their knowledge and skills. Creatures of different races competed and interacted with each other without any discrimination. And the most alluring part of the competition was the Jewels of the Moon, an ancient heirloom of the children of the Moon Goddess that represented the power and wisdom of the First Five Descendants. The winner of the Open Convention Competition took home the Jewels of the Moon, bringing glory and honor to thei

Forever, she died knowing her daughter chose her ex-husband over her. The sound of someone clearing their throat pulled me slightly back to reality, and I lifted my head slowly, wiping at my face even though it didn’t do much. The Moon Priestess stepped forward. That’s what they call her. The one who speaks directly to the Moon Goddess. The one who sends our prayers where we believe they’ll be heard. Her presence alone was enough to quiet the murmurs around us, her voice calm but carrying across the space in a way that made everyone listen.

She turned, shoulders shaking, ready to storm out— And froze. Her entire body went rigid, and when I turned to look toward the entrance of the hall, I understood why. An older man around my grandmothers age, stood there, his presence commanding, ethereal. A dedicated priest of the Moon Goddess, cloaked in the same colors of the moon phases, the faint shimmer of ancient power surrounding him. There were only a handful of priests left from the Ancestral Howls Pack. And from the look on my grandmother’s face, it was as if she had seen a ghost.

And since his death, he had been the one managing the pack. "Everyone,welcome to this year's red moon ceremony. The red moon will be coming up soon, all single werewolves over the age of twenty one are to line up, males on one side and females on one side. All eyes are to be closed and the females are to remain standing and the males are to find them. Now remember everyone, mates are sacred gifts from the moon goddess herself. It is to be respected, unless necessary, such a gift should not be rejected. Now everyone , line up"

No one understood the words. No one has been able to interrupt the final curse till date. The skies opened. Lightning struck the trees. The earth shook. And just like that, the Moon vanished from the world. Some say she died beneath that tree. Some say she returned to the sky, watching everything from above. But the curse she left behind never faded. Every Alpha since then has died before their fortieth birthday. Every generation, brothers kill each other for the title. And no one, not even the strongest among them has been able to escape the fate she spoke into the soil.