Novel & Cerita Real Life Sailor Moon

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Right.” “Undine sailors have a line-crossing ceremony. Blue Slayers who have already experienced crossing the equator are called Shellbacks or Sons and Daughters of Watatsumi – god of the sea. On the other hand, those who have never or are about to for the first time are called Pollywogs or Slimy Wogs.

To feel the strength of the tides to hit me . Don't get me wrong. I am not suicidal. I am not that weak. Moon Goddess sent me to this world. And only she has the right to call me back at the time she wants. I would never go against her plans. Dipping my feet further. I get up. Opening my arms to feel the water reach my knees. The intensity of the wave rising. Just a little more. Closing my eyes. Trying to balance in the waving water. I was living the best moments of my life.

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

"Bayla told me Leo was my mate." I groaned, tilting my head back. "Bayla." Tory's expression hardened instantly. "Don't start." I crossed my arms. "Seriously? You believe her?" "Yes." I scoffed. "Tory, come on. Bayla isn't even real." "She is real," she snapped. "Just because you can't see her doesn't mean she doesn't exist." I let out a frustrated breath. "This is ridiculous. Mom is literally best friends with the real-life Moon Goddess. Our dads have the spirits. And now you, what? Have the Moon Goddess's daughter as your imaginary friend?"

The woman introduced herself as Irene Moon, an apprentice from a small immortal faction that was wiped out in a battle. She had fled through the wilderness for a long time before finding a glimmer of hope. However, her journey led her to the Undersea Sovereigns, three malevolent immortals who feed on others' life essence. They targeted her due to her severe injuries, which worsened through their battles. After sharing her story, Irene said, “In any case, I must thank you. My injuries are stabilized now. Please take me to Purecastle. They can help me fully heal.”

"I've been waiting for a long time to finally live in the same town with Nathan. That way, he can move in with no trouble." I widened my eyes. "You're planning to live together?" "In the future, yes, of course. We're mated after all," she giggled. "How do you…" I paused to find more suitable words. "How do you know that he's the one? Is it through the Moon Goddess?" Hearing the name, Selene laughed. "That's a myth. I mean—we know there's a Moon Goddess, but no one has actually seen her, let alone getting informed about their mates."

I thought he was having a mental breakdown up until the moment she appeared in the dinning room behind Vladimir. She looked the same, yet so different as she now had a glow around her. She explained that she had taken over her real mother's position as "The Moon Goddess". She really didn't like that term and told us the she preferred being called "The Soul Guider". That really suited her job the best. I tried asking her questions about my mate when she informed us that she had a hand in helping pick out mates.

I shook my head as if a thick fog was obscuring my past. "Well, the siren abode is closer to where we first crossed paths," Haley continued, her voice turning gentle. Every full moon, sirens from all corners of the world gather there. It takes us just a couple of hours to swim from Storm Moon Pack, but for those farther out, the journey starts the night before. You see, not everyone can leave the ocean. We're the lucky few." "Um, so your mate is..." I trailed off, unsure if I was overstepping.

shouted Helena to the open sea. She was like a madwoman screaming to herself. No answer. She looked down, the beautiful blue sea with colorful fish. Dimly she heard a humming sound, something foreign to her ears but pleasant and melodious; siren sound. Siren Aquamarine, the mermaid of the Caribbean sea who always tempts pirates and fishermen. They suck every soul that is subject to their beauty. Beautiful but deadly.