Reaper Of Drifting Moon Novels & Stories

I steadied my voice and swallowed the lump in my throat when he stepped toward me. “I'm the Reaper.” He whispered. “What is a Reaper?” Pointing the dagger to me, he flung and caught it, then he said, “a Reaper needs mystical energy to survive. The power that you possess.” This was the moment that I had to fight for my life, for my pup's life. I didn't know who this man was, what he wanted from me, but I wouldn't let him have it. Whatever he said about a mystical energy, he's got the wrong girl because I'm a werewolf. I'm the wolf-less Luna of Night Shade Pack. The late bloomer.

Hastily I put it on, but stay on my belly of worry that the boat will sink into the sea with my weight. Again I scream Ralph's name, but still there is no response. I feel the lifeboat drifting further away from the yacht, high waves tossing me up, only to crash me down again. "Moon Goddess, save me!" I pray repeatedly. After what seems to be an eternity, the sea calms down and I dare to roll onto my back. And when I look up at the sky, I see it all. Lupercalia! It is a full moon. Not the day of the festival, but the moon phase that reminds me of the pain in my life. Storm Forest, rejection, Jasper!...

It was as if she was meant to be by his side. She did not know how to explain it better than that. But she knew that she was not here for anything else than begging the guy for mercy. “Thank you all for being here tonight. The moon festival is a time for joy and celebration. It’s a time to give thanks and adoration to the Moon goddess. It is a time for those who don’t have mates to find their partners. It is a time for the light of the moon to wash us clean from our sins and make us new again. Tonight, we celebrate! Tonight, we become one as a pack! Tonight, we live!” He exclaimed, and everyone cheered at the top of their lungs.

Nana who is just watching them from the back steps out "Please take care of this garden, and this rose" "but---" "Don't worry" she smiled "Lynx and Aeriol, can you make a replica of this?" "Jai!" they said in unison After molding a replica of the rose, they gave it to Nathaniel "As the strongest and most powerful, I want you to protect this replica. Make our enemy believe this is the real one." she paused as she reaches out his hand "You are the greatest warrior and as the Priestess of the moon. I bless you to be part of me as you are part of the sun. You will share my light---"

Dravin's POV I sank into a chair, closing my eyes, but sleep was far from me. My mind raced with a thousand scenarios, each darker than the last. Every thought ended with her—my Elora—gone, lost to me forever. Just then, a sudden blinding light forced my eyes open, and the world shifted around me. I was no longer in my tent. Only one being could have done this: that damned Moon Goddess. "My son," her flattering voice erupted. "When are you going to start regarding me with some respect?"

"The Heart of the Moon is a crossroads, an intersection of planetary ley lines," Sama Arthur explained, her words slicing with precision as she read the glimmering patterns on the shattered ground. "It's not a refuge; it's an altar, a living one. The witches are going to burn Leiran there, to fulfill the 'World Ender' prophecy."

“So it shall be. For the bond between them bends the rules of fate. Let the Reckoning begin.” The ground trembled. Moonlight exploded into shards of silver fire, engulfing Kael and Luna in a vortex of light and shadow. Their bodies hovered above the stone platform, spinning into the realm of the Reckoning Moon—a plane between the living and the divine. Luna landed first. Her feet touched down on a barren, moonlit field, endless and eerily silent. A wolf howled in the distance—long, sorrowful. She turned to see Kael stumble forward, his eyes adjusting to the unreal glow.

The guardians and I watch as he flies around the back of Moon Crest Castle until we can no longer see him. We crouch in the small patches of high grass that haven’t been destroyed outside the grounds of Moon Crest Castle. Reaper blends in with the crows in the dead trees to keep watch ahead of us. His little mate wouldn’t stay in Mystic Pride and followed Reaper through the portal. She continues to preen his feathers at each chance she gets. Crouching, we sneak up and surround four Minotaur. Lilac whispers a spell, ‘mutify,’ towards them as soon as they spot us. I’d never heard that one before. They try to shout, but no words come out.

he murmurs. Rolling my eyes I cross my arms leaning back in my chair, “care to share with the class?” He presses his palms together and asks, “son, have you ever heard of the Reapers?” I frown, “No. What is a Reaper?” He leans over, “so when you die, the Reaper is the one who severs your bond from this world that lets you move onto the next. For us back to the Moon Goddess. They are curious beings and only those who have seen traumatic death can see them. I’m sure there is one in our pack right now, waiting for someone to die. They are nearly untraceable and hold no allegiances to anyone but their task. Sever the bond, let the soul move on.”

It turned out to be Akira's voice. I looked back and could only see the darkness of the night. "Phew!" I breathed with a relieved voice, as I crossed the bridge of moon city. This was the beginning of my freedom. With the darkness of the night, I set out to wander in uncertainty. The beginning of my identity had come, and I wasn't going to be defined by a common rejection. Suddenly, I felt the presence of some unfamiliar scents around me. Before I could say Jack, they forcefully grabbed me.