Real Sailor Moon Novels & Stories

However, the moon is still there, shining above her. She makes a move to stand up, and her hand touches the bottom with little effort, realizing that it’s only about 50 centimeters of water. She could’ve sworn it was much deeper; for a few seconds, she even thought she was going to drown. Did she imagine it? Suddenly, the sound of branches breaking a few meters away catches her attention. Saya also goes on high alert, pushing Selene’s body out of the water to prepare for an imminent attack, but when they detect their mate’s scent, they relax.

Then I heard it. “Selena.” I froze. The voice was soft and melodic, but it carried weight, like the wind itself bowed to it. I turned slowly and gasped. She floated just inches above the ground, her presence consuming everything. The half-moon sigil glowed bright on her forehead, more powerful than mine. In her right hand, she held a silver orb a miniature moon. Behind her, a colossal full moon bathed her in light. Her feet never touched the ground. Her hair floated as if underwater, shimmering like stars caught in strands of silk.

The further she fled, the harder she would be to track. “So, what can you do?” He appeared before me so quickly I was startled. His movements in the water were almost untraceable. “What do you mean what can I do?” I quipped. “You know, what are your… abilities?” “I am a Siren and you are a sailor, I believe you know of my abilities.” “I know the myths. I know what I’ve heard from the drunken ramblings of my shipmates and what I’ve read in books. But they are human tales, they can’t be accurate.”

The stars shimmered high above, scattered like jewels across a velvet sky, but it was the moon that dominated the heavens that night—bright, round, and cloaked in a halo of soft silver. Serena stood quietly by the shore, her feet half-sunk in the cool sand, her long hair drifting in the sea breeze. The ocean whispered secrets only the tide could understand, and in that solitude, Serena tilted her head toward the moon.

“You’re connected to the moon’s pull on water. You can channel it. Bend it. Shape it. Heal through it.” “Heal?” Lys repeated. Salla nodded. “Watch.” She dipped her fingers into the pool. Moonlight didn’t exist in the morning—but the water caught a faint glow anyway, shimmering softly. Salla pressed her fingers to a small cut on her arm. The wound closed slowly, like a seam being pulled together. Lys’s lips parted in disbelief. “How did you do that?” “Moonlight lives in water,” Salla said. “And some people can call it. Guide it. You’re one of them.”

Chapter 26 Third POV Selene sat atop her celestial throne, bathed in the pale glow of her moon as its silver light poured through the open arches of her ethereal home. She watched the waves below, feeling their pulse as they rose and crashed against the shorelines of a distant village. The tides were erratic tonight—wild, untamable—and no matter how hard she focused, she couldn’t subdue them. Her brow furrowed in frustration as she tried once more to ease the waters, her divine power coaxing them into serenity.

I let the silver light flare brighter for a heartbeat “ the Moon will remind you.” Down went his head once more. Tears streamed without pause. “I agree.” I looked at Maelis. A bit of give in the threads let words slip out. “You can’t keep me like this forever,” she hissed. I won’t do that. Down on my haunches now, face even with yours. Not her. Never powerful. Those things slip away like smoke. Life stays though. Cast out past the edge. A drifter. Forgotten name. The packs catch wind of your taint sticks to your trail. Nowhere welcomes what smells of treachery. Alone you’ll stay, no friend stepping forward to stand by your side. The path stretches empty, just footsteps meeting silence until

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

Selena’s voice. He stilled, straining to listen. The sound wrapped around him, drawing him deeper into the sea’s embrace. His breath caught when the surface rippled and he caught sight of it,her tail. Sleek, shimmering with iridescent scales, flashing under the moonlight. She was circling him. He could feel the shift of the water, the brush of a current against his legs as she swam around him like the sea itself had come alive. Through the wavering depths, he saw her, he saw Raya, gliding with otherworldly grace, her hair fanning out like a halo beneath the surface.

Before he could react further, Selena suddenly called out, "Sally!" The maid bit her lip, then spun and dashed into a tent. In moments, she returned with a spear in her hands. "Catch, my lady!" she cried, flinging it with all her strength. A flash of silver gleamed as the spear landed perfectly in Selena's grasp. Without hesitation, she swung it in a wide arc. A chill of silver light streaked through the air, followed by several thunderous cracks as the spear's force scorched the earth, leaving a long, deep fissure that shimmered with flickering flames.