Sailor Moon Miracle Romance Novels & Stories

The look on Slate’s face said it all as Nya stood there with the Heart of Magic tight in her fist. The soldiers’ faces told her that they recognized that it was too late, that they had let the magical gem fall into enemy hands. One of the soldiers held a sword to Slate’s throat, his hands trembling. Nya hadn’t even realized that he was under their control until the tip of the sword pierced his skin, and a tiny droplet of blood rolled down the edge.

Pru grinned. One by one, they pressed their palms to the parchment. The paper hummed under their touch, absorbing their magic like ink. Freda went first, carving her name in elegant, looping script. Pru followed, her letters sharp and angular. Rita hesitated, then wrote hers with a flourish, the parchment warming beneath her fingers. Freda picked up the dagger. "Blood seals the bond. No going back after this." "No going back," Pru agreed. Rita held out her hand. "Do it."

Tiffany transforms her nails into claws and slashes my uniform, my breasts comes into view. She and her Minions laugh and just as she's about to make another slash a deep and sexy voice rumble "What the fuck do you think your doing".

"We found her under a wall that had collapsed. How we found her isn't what I am conflicted about. Turns out, she is my mate. She was who I smelled at the start of the run on the night of the Red Moon and turned around to go and find right as the house went up in flames. I know she didn't mean to do it, I can smell the guilt and sadness that rolls off her skin. I have her in our infurmary right now-" "Holy Goddess! Was she injured too? Who is she?" Rayne asks as tears start welling up in her eyes. Rayne is one of the best and strongest Luna's I have ever met in my life, but she isn't afraid to show her emotions and her empathy. I think that is part of what makes her so brilliant.

"What are the words they say?" He smiled at me and ran his fingers through my hair. "I can't say them to you. We've already exchanged the blood, so saying the words would magically seal the bond, moon or not. I'll have Noelle tell you or write them down for you, though." "So we have the first part of the mating bond and that's why Robert was worried about us sleeping together?"

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?

"Article 1456, clause 4.1: Even a previously marked and rejected candidate may obtain the position of Luna Queen — after passing the purification ritual by entering the Holy Moon Water River." For a moment, the room went utterly silent, and everyone too stunned to react. Julian let out a long-held breath, the tension draining from his face, and he smiled. I sat frozen, unable to believe Maverick had actually done it. He'd found a way out. Coco purred with joy. Valeria knitted her brow, blinking nervously, and her father shot to his feet. "Impossible. The Holy Moon River is a myth." "Looks real enough to me," Maverick said, tossing a sheet of paper toward him. "See? It even gives the precise

"I'll come back." He pulled me into a brief, fierce hug, then released me. "Go. And may the moon guide your path." We left within the hour. Caleb, Finn, two other warriors—Ren and Dara—and me. We moved through the forest like shadows, silent and swift, following the fading trail toward the river. The moon was rising, full and bright, casting silver light through the trees. It was beautiful and terrifying all at once. At the river, Caleb paused, studying the bank. "They crossed here. See the marks?" He pointed to faint scuffs in the mud. "Three, maybe four of them. Mira was struggling—her footprints are deeper here, like she was trying to pull away."

About us. It scared me a little—how fast everything was happening—but it also made something warm bloom in my chest. He was the Alpha of River Moon, and somehow, out of everyone, the moon goddess had chosen me to be his second chance at happiness. That thought alone made my head spin. Mira gave me a knowing look, like she could read every emotion on my face. “So,” she said, nudging me with her elbow, “what are you wearing for Tharos Menae tomorrow night?”

I opened the slide door of my balcony, with a glass of wine in one hand, I casually slip the other into my pocket. I stare at the moon. It's brighter than any other night, the new Luna's coronation is happening this morning. The look in her eyes, replayed itself in my head, that look was the same one I had when I saw Dove’s lifeless body. I was filled with hatred, anger and revenge. I saw myself in my new mate. But…her eyes, they're different, totally different. “I reject you as my mate” I scoff, remembering her words, no one rejects me, I do the rejecting.