Sailor Moon The Moon Princess Novels & Stories

I turned to the second page and continued reading aloud: CHAPTER ONE - HISTORY OF THE MOON The history of the gods and goddesses of the moon spans various cultures and mythologies. Selene (Greek Mythology): Selene is the Greek goddess of the moon, often depicted as a beautiful woman with a crescent moon on her head, riding a chariot across the night sky. She is the daughter of the Titans Hyperion and Theia, and the sister of Helios (the sun god) and Eos (the dawn goddess). Selene had many romantic liaisons, the most famous being her love for the mortal shepherd Endymion, whom she put into an eternal sleep to keep him forever youthful.

growls James in response. Princess. The title sounds foul on his tongue. I look into the endless sky as we ride into the valley. If the stories are true, the Moon herself is a prisoner—sentenced by the Sun, and shackled by Night. We are not so different, you and I.I send the thought to her on the winds that whip my hair and stir the trees. Give me strength. Give me courage. Let me prevail. And then, there is no more time for prayers.

’ Galith says. ‘Well, that’s encouraging.’ I said, rolling my eyes in annoyance. I’m ignorant of all that’s transpiring, yet I’m about to help defeat whatever lies beyond that blinding light before us, so I can bond with my lupine counterpart. This should be fun. ‘We will hold her off while you seek your wolf, Larrisa. We cannot harm the princess. She is the heir and daughter to the Moon goddess Selene.’ ‘You’ve got to be shitting me.’

"Everyone,welcome to this year's red moon ceremony. The red moon will be coming up soon, all single werewolves over the age of twenty one are to line up, males on one side and females on one side. All eyes are to be closed and the females are to remain standing and the males are to find them. Now remember everyone, mates are sacred gifts from the moon goddess herself. It is to be respected, unless necessary, such a gift should not be rejected. Now everyone , line up" Tina squealed, "This is it guys, the beginning of our adulthood" Tate groaned and walked off. "Goodluck Eve" Jude told her and walked off as well. "Come on Eve, lets go line up" Tina grabbed Eve and took her to line up. They sto

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.

“Daughter of Alaric, and under Lumen’s light.” “I am Violet, Princess of the Common Lands, daughter of Alaric, and under Lumen’s light.” “And I ask the Moon Goddess to answer my call.” My hands pressed deeper. “And I ask the Moon Goddess to answer my call.” As the last words slipped past my lips, the ground beneath my palms shook. My breath hitched as I looked around, expecting the sky to split open and the Moon Goddess herself to appear. To my surprise, it was a squirrel that came running out of the trees.

It was clear that he couldn’t fathom someone he’d trusted so much stabbing him in the back so definitively. “Yes,” she said, her voice soft and understanding. Seeing the shock in his eyes, she wasn’t sure whether or not she should tell him what else Gator had revealed, but she also didn’t want to let it linger, either. “He also told me about the princess.” Slate’s dark brows furrowed as he stared at her face. “Princess?” he repeated. “What princess--other than you?” Nya’s heart began to pound in her chest. Had Gator just been messing with her, trying to convince her that Slate didn’t care about her, when he really did? “The princess of Handar.”

Silas POV “Elara of Moonstone, Sovereign Queen and War-Healer Princess… do you accept the mantle of High Luna of the United Packs, co-ruler of Silverfang Crescent, and rightful sovereign over half these ancestral territories by blood, sacrifice, and the will of both nations?”

Selene Nightvale stepped into the light. Her golden hair was pinned in flawless waves, her plush lips curved into a smug, victorious smile that made my stomach churn with pure, unadulterated hatred. The bitch who had driven a silver blade into my heart in another timeline was looking up at me like I was a tragic, irrecoverable joke.

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"