Qins Moon Novels & Stories

Soft and glowing, her delicate skin resembled a warm caramel shade that shone brilliantly in the sunlight; unlike anyone else, she was unique in appearance. Moon was her name, and it was fitting for the innocent, fairy-like creature she was. Those who passed by her throughout her at the flower garden were awestruck by her beauty. Some would say they fell in love at first sight, while others might think that they had been bewitched by the enchantress. But in tribulation when all the evil forces were behind that fairy, Moon walked into the Lycan's sight, his heart clenched with desire, and he knew without a doubt in his heart that the beauty belonged exclusively to him; he had to own her.

She had played a part in his journey, and his happiness brought her solace. In her solitude, Andrea sometimes found herself gazing at the moon, feeling a profound connection to the celestial body. She knew that the Moon Goddess watched over her, guiding her steps and shaping her destiny. And deep within her heart, she carried the love she had found with Jax, forever grateful for the time they had shared.

Where divine choirs used to rise, now chains clinked, and the scent of burning grace hung heavy in the air. At the heart of this fractured realm sat Luna, the Moon Goddess, her silver hair cascading like a river of frost, eyes gleaming with cold light. Her throne a monument of moonstone and shadow, veins of silver light running through its surface like frozen lightning. Where the Creator’s seat had once burned with the golden warmth of creation, Luna’s gleamed with pale perfection, beautiful, yet utterly cold, its radiance hollow of life.

The moment my consciousness sank into boundless darkness, I thought it was the end. But then, warmth seeped into me. My eyes fluttered open, and I saw the moon goddess again. "...Dear moon goddess?" I whispered, my voice echoing in the vast, starry void. "My mission failed. I didn't win anyone's love." The Goddess's compassionate gaze fell upon me, her ethereal voice echoing through the space, reaching the very depths of my being. [Child, according to our agreement, with the failure of your mission and confirmation of your death, your consciousness should have completely dissipated.]

It had the sign of the moon on it too. "This, is the sword of Artemis, it will be your cloud in the day and fire in the night. It will be your guild. Accept this gift from the goddess of the moon." Myra bowed placing the sword in her hands. Kendrick hesitated taking it at first, but changed his mind as his took it carefully from her hands. He held it in his hands and the moon symbol on the handle of the sword glowed brightly, and so did the moon on Myra's forehead.

Her room was darker than usual. Quinlynn’s eyes caught a movement behind the curtains. A silhouette draped in veil. Crek…Crek…Quinlynn saw a bony hand dragged across the windowpane making a screeching noise. Frowning in discomfort, she slowly got up from her bed and walked towards the window. She opened the curtains. Her body was still as her ruby eyes widen in debrief. ‘The moon was RED.’ “Where am I?” Quinlynn muttered silently.

Just a guilty in-between thing trying to stay quiet for as long as possible. The crew were already looking at me like I'd betrayed them somehow. The Moon blessed barrier loomed ahead. It shimmered like liquid glass between two black stone obelisks, thin and rippling, distorting the world behind it like heat rising off from a scorching hot day. The divine wall, spun from the magic of old Lunas, tempered by blood, prayers, and the Moon Goddess herself. Its presence hummed through the air like a closed mouth ready to scream. Quinn unslung the velvet-wrapped staff from his back.

“Are you kidding me? You just bared your soul to enchanted flame like it’s a dating confession?” The flame roared. Approved. “Oh come on!” she shouted. “What is this? A magical Tinder pit?!” “You heard it,” Khy said smugly. “Even ancient magic ships us.” Kala rolled her eyes so hard it echoed. But the flames parted. The floor beneath them shifted. And in the center rose a pedestal—on it, a crystal orb glowing silver-blue, pulsing with old lunar runes. The Moon Queen’s final record. Kala stepped toward it.

"Under the same moon, regardless of the borders drawn by man or beast." They gathered closer, a circle of strength amidst the ruin, faces determined and hearts resolved. There was much to be done, many challenges to face, but as the Luna Queen, I knew that standing with these steadfast allies, the future was ours to shape. And in that moment, beneath the ancient gaze of the moon, our unity became our most potent weapon against the coming darkness.

The glow brightened. Then suddenly— Another faint light appeared beside it. A softer glow. Pale blue. Luna’s eyes snapped open. “What was that?” Mira smiled. “The Moon of Tides.” Luna stared at the glowing energy in her hand. “I can use other moons too?” “Not all of them,” Mira explained. “But some may answer your call.” Kael and Aeron watched from the hill below. Aeron whispered. “That’s new.” Kael nodded slowly. “And powerful.”