Priestes Of The Moon 소설 & 이야기

said Rayne. I looked at the object in his hand again, noting the carved glowing runes on its slightly reflective surface. During one of my investigations on Oceanpearl, I'd learnt that they had access to ancestral magic. Their pack had even been founded by those with high affinity for the Moon Goddess’ influence, and had powers to control the cycle of the world itself. Eventually, as time went on, their connection with the Moon Goddess waned, and they became restricted to specific rituals and seasons to hone their power. These people that dedicated their lives to the worship of the Moon Goddess, became known as Priestesses.

Dove rolled her eyes, she said, "The moon goddess, Selene, bestowed upon this empire the appearance of a woman known as the moon priestess. She was the first and only moon priestess to appear, and she was extremely powerful." "I'm impressed you remember things taught by our history teacher," Vega said, folding her arms. And Dove laughed. " So this moon priestess was really that powerful?" Amaria asked, amused. Teresa mumbled, "The moon goddess sent her to aid the werewolves and humans in their fight against the Daemons and their lord Achlys." " Oh... " exclaimed Jareth, Evera, and Elex. "Was this moon priestess some kind of demi deity?" Evera inquired.

"Who’s there? The inner courtyard is restricted after midnight." ​An old woman stepped out from beneath the low-hanging branches. She was incredibly frail, her body hunched over a gnarled wooden staff. She wore the ancient, faded white robes of a Moon Priestess—an order of spiritual guides that had mostly gone extinct after the Crimson Dominion centralized the temples under royal control. Her face was a roadmap of deep wrinkles, but her eyes were completely white, clouded over with cataracts, yet they seemed to look straight through Seraphina’s skin. ​"The wolves of this age look only at the dirt," the old priestess whispered, her blind eyes fixed precisely on Seraphina’s face. "They see a w

“Victor found me. And he took me in. Of course, he had his own agenda. Nobody does anything for free and the shelter he provided me with had a cost with it.” I frowned, “He is a priest, right? I thought he took you to an orphanage run by the Church or something.” He scoffed, “Rubbish. He is not a priest of Christ. He is the worshiper of the Moon Goddess.” My mouth formed an O with the information I got. I had noticed the half-moon pendant on his chain and how his eyes had turned white like the moon. “I didn’t know that there were priests who worshiped the Moon Goddess.”

Henry and I had invited him to help extract my power from Damion. The moon priests are the priest of the moon goddess. Her special tool, and ardent worshipper. As soon as Damion's gaze fell on them, he tried to crawl out of the cell in an attempt to run. "You sneaky..." I shot him another bolt of energy to his chest, causing him to collapse back on the floor. "I want him slightly awake." The moon priest said with a voice as cold as a steel. "He should still be." Henry crouched beside him, then raised his head to face us. Damion was still awake, but now much more weaker.

We were more favored than the outsiders, whether werewolf or Lycan. Reine and I, as the children of Beta, were taught from a young age that the Temple was the holiest and most sacred place. Becoming the High Priest or Priestess was the greatest honor for our entire family, and even for our entire pack. The High Priest or Priestess was the angel walking among mortals, the Luna Goddess’s messengers in the mortal realm, standing side by side with the Lycan King. If the Lycan King was the ruler of the secular world, then the priest was the master of the spiritual world. Every werewolf or lycan whose soul returns to the Moon Goddess holds the priest in the deepest reverence. One day, the old Prie

We waited in silence and prayed in our hearts. Footsteps rippled in from our sides. The priests were here. We turned to them, and as demanded by the customs of the moon goddess, we bowed our heads and waited for them to close in on us. They came close enough and we picked the candles. The priests are not above alphas, but they are dedicated to the moon goddess, so, even alphas seek the services of the priests of the moon goddess when they face hard times, but we don’t worship the priests.

But why does my heart still hurt so badly when I saw him? The Priestess of the Moon Goddess steps onto the altar by the lakeside. She is a mysterious woman, dressed in flowing white robes with a veil covering her face. The ritual begins with a group of priestesses and priests carrying lanterns filled with glowing crystals. They walk in a slow, rhythmic pattern around the altar, chanting hymns to the Moon Goddess. The air is filled with the sound of soft, melodic chanting and the rustle of robes. The Moon Goddess's priestess steps forward and performs a cleansing ritual. She dips a ceremonial silver chalice into the lake, lifts it towards the moon, and pours the water over the altar, symboliz

He wanted her to leash him. --- The Moon Goddess The temple glistened with starlight. Naked bodies writhed beneath her like worship, their mouths whispering praises as their hands painted devotion across her skin. She lay reclined on a throne carved from lunar stone, legs parted, her high priestess, Maelis, kneeling between them tongue lapping slow and reverent like prayer. Another priestess suckled one breast while fingers teased the other, and a third curled behind her, whispering sinful things into her ear that made her laugh like thunderclouds.

"I don’t want this future for you, darling. Please, leave the past in the past," my mom pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. "Mom, this is about me. I deserve to know," I argued, my chest tightening. She sighed, looking away as if trying to find an escape. "A High Priestess is a mystical, spiritual leader with unique abilities tied to the Moon Goddess. She is responsible for guiding, protecting, and balancing the energy within the werewolf pack. Unlike an Alpha, whose strength comes from physical power and leadership, a High Priestess wields spiritual and elemental power, often through rituals, visions, and…" She hesitated, swallowing hard.