Romantic Wolf And Moon Quotes Novels & Stories

“I don’t know why, but something about being out in the moonlight calms our wolves and, in turn, helps us regain our strength. It may have something to do with what we are, plus cuddling up to Axel must have helped, too. He did say it was the best way.’ He says with a shrug but unable to hide that small smile tugging on his lips. ‘What do you mean by cuddling up to….Who’s Axel?’ Luna asks outright this time. I’ve had a mate before, and never, ever has that helped me, so what the fuck is he on about? He cocks his head to the side, looking just as confused as me. ‘My wolf, and I thought you said you had a mate before?’ He asks. ‘Yeah, and? Being around that son of bitch never helped, never hea

A young she-wolf says as she lays a white rose beneath the plaque of her deceased mate. “As time has passed, I have done just so. I have learned to be happy for others and let this absence of you become one of the best parts of me." An old wolf says with a quiver in his voice as he struggles to bend down to place his rose. “I’ll be seeing you soon my love, we will walk for eternity in the Moon Goddess’s meadows.” The heartache doesn’t get any easier as each person speaks their heart. I had thought I may become numb during the memorial. But each person's pain feels like a stab to my heart.

Beneath the moonlight that blessed our union, Jordan and I surrendered to a world that belonged only to us. “I love you, big bad wolf,” I moaned loudly as he sank deeper inside me. “Not as much as I love you, my Luna!”

"She wrote about it the way a mother writes to a daughter she is afraid she will not get to prepare in person." Vera sat at the end of the table, her hands wrapped tight around her tea mug while she watched us both. I cleared my throat, my fingers tightening on the edges of the stationary as I prepared to read the main section out loud. "I want you to know that the wolf the moon chose for you comes from a bloodline that has stood beside ours for four generations. He will find you, Lola. When he does, do not be afraid of what you feel inside your own skin. The bond is not a trap. It is the one thing in this world that no one can build for you and no one can take away from you. Let it be real.

*** — Anne, do you want to hear a story? When the world was young, and the herds were still in their most primitive state, a lone wolf devoted himself to singing to the Goddess Moon with passion. The wolf, whose fur shone under the silver light of the moon, sang with a passion and devotion that resonated in the deepest corners of the night. His howls were an ode to the beauty and mystery of the night, an expression of love and admiration for the Goddess who illuminated the nighttime sky.

I'm sorry for the lies I told before I was brave enough to tell the truth. He didn’t respond right away. His expression was unreadable, his eyes steady but distant. The silence stretched between us until I finally whispered, “My wolf has awakened.” I took a breath and smiled faintly. “Her name is Juniper. She’s wild, curious, and always laughing at things I don’t understand. We’re like twin souls—two halves of the same heartbeat. And we’ve never hidden anything from each other. If my words aren’t enough, then believe in her—the wolf who carries the Moon Goddess’s blessing, whose spirit knows nothing but truth.”

Getting her to trust him at all might be impossible, and with only two weeks until the wolf moon, he didn’t think he had any chance of winning his mate. “Dancing in the full moon Goddess sees you too soon Werewolves! Werewolves! They’ll eat you up” “Jump jump jump my child jump into the water let it carry you away scentless in the water. Float float float my child still and silent in the river don’t get out until you see the Rogue’s sheep or the farmer.”

“They said he’s been prowling around as his wolf, all full of woe, snapping at anyone who gets too close. And that he doesn’t sleep and just goes and wolfishly gazes at the moon.” “Because it reminds him of youuu,” mom coos, laughing a little and snuggling closer to me. “And me. Because we’re elegant moon goddesses.” “Yes, I understood,” I say, rolling my eyes but unable to keep the little smile on my face. But still, my poor wounded wolf lifts her tired head and gives me another nudge in my soul, even as Cora and Daphne continue to sing, messing up the words and tripping over their own feet, laughing hysterically as they do.

Luna's eyes sparkled with admiration as she gazed at me, her love and acceptance evident in her every gesture. I crooned down in front of her, nuzzling my nose against her cheek in a display of affection. Luna's smile widened, her happiness radiating from her as she wrapped her arms around my neck in a tight embrace. She then whispered, "I love you more than words can express, my sweet wolf ." I let out a low, contented growl in response. If only she knew her sweet wolf had killed hundreds to protect her from harm and that my love for her knew no bounds.

Alpha Hunter began to shake his head and says, “I have done no such thing. Our daughter obviously has found her own path in life, where she has found love.” The Moon Witch began to laugh before she says, “Love, you have no clue what love is. I gave you my love and you turned around and went straight back to that.” The Moon Witch then pointed to Luna Ella. “We could have been happy together, and you could have had me to yourself, but you chose to share her with another wolf.”