Signing In The Lazy Moon Goddess Novels & Stories

The priestess from the monastery held open the box with our moon goddess’s carving inside, allowing the sandalwood scent to mix with the open sea air. “Alpha Ronan of the Royal Savage Pack, do you pledge to the goddess that you have acknowledged her gift of a mate to you?” Her gaze, as sharp as a hawk’s, fixed on me, seeming to penetrate my very being. “Yes, I have.” “I have accepted the blessing of the moon goddess and marked Zira, daughter of the Beta, Blood Moon pack, as my mate,” I added right after as soon as I spotted the look of dissatisfaction on the priestess’s face.

Yesran remembers Zane's words in the library. With wet and cold hands Yesran opened the book, and she read the last page carefully. On the page of the book was a picture of a wolf howling in the moonlight, and with it was an inscription. An ancient prophecy from a psychic from the northern continent called the Zaphire Sun. Which says that there was a blessed birth for the wolves that is believed to this day. “Child of the Moon Goddess?” whispered Yesran little, she reread the next line. Yesran's heart was beating very fast. “A woman who was born during an eclipse and has a moon-shaped birthmark on her heart?”

,the leader growls viciously and I chuckle. " nice fucking try though ,Liam says amused and pissed, how about we just kill him anyway?". " you know what brother I like that idea how about we kill them all", l glare at them as most start backing up specially when my eyes flash gold with purple flecks showing that I am Moon Goddess blessed. Gasp sound. " your moon goddess blessed, is gasped out, How can this be ? She doesn't just give anybody her powers. How are you so lucky?"

Thane whispered. "I love you both, too," Ryder said. He and Zoe cried as his parents took their last breaths. As a strong breeze blew through the house, Thane and Azra turned to dust. There was nothing left but empty chairs. Zoe held Ryder as he cried for the parents he had only just met. The house started to make a rumbling noise, so they left. When they got outside, there was a beautiful woman standing just off the porch. Her long hair seemed almost silver as the sun reflected off it. She wore a long pale blue dress, and her skin looked like porcelain. Without being told, they knew she was the moon goddess.

Before he could speak, a sudden warmth enveloped us, like the softest embrace, and the room seemed to shimmer. “Do you feel that?” I whispered. Lucian nodded, his hand instinctively reaching for mine. “The Moon Goddess…” The light grew brighter, and suddenly, we were no longer in his chambers. Instead, we stood in a vast, open field under an endless night sky. A figure emerged from the shadows, cloaked in moonlight, her presence commanding and serene. “You are bound by destiny,” the Moon Goddess said, her voice a melody that resonated in my bones. “Your bond is a beacon, a strength that will unite not just your pack, but others. The war ahead is inevitable, but your love, your unity, will ti

I asked, pissed. " You'll find out. There is not much time. I need you to go back. You will know what to do when you go back and I will give you the power you need to carry out those duties ". " Wait, duties?" I asked as the wind started picking up. " Yes, duties. You must serve the Moon Goddess this way. This is the part you have to play ", she said as she drew closer to me, the wind picking up quickly as the brown sand filled the air. " Give me your hands".

The Moon Goddess was involved. I slipped into the forest, where the dense greenery engulfed me in its mysterious embrace. The deeper I went, the greater the attraction became, until I arrived at a little clearing flooded with moonlight. A silver-clad person stood in the center. "Moon Goddess," I said softly, going to my knees in respect. "Sheila," the Goddess's sweet yet strong voice echoed throughout the clearing. "You have done well, but your journey is far from over." I looked up and met her dazzling stare. "What must I do?"

I shout, marching over to rip her a new one. As I lock eyes with the woman, a shiver runs down my spine. She appears to be in her twenties, with flowing black hair and piercing white eyes that seem to glow. She's wearing a simple, black maxi dress with a low neckline that highlights her fair, generous figure. I can sense everyone's aura in here but hers. A wave of recognition washes over me, causing me to freeze in place. It's her. It's the Moon Goddess. Or at least the form she has taken.

A smile that held no warmth held within it. Once the neutrality blessing was complete, the chamber began to hum. Kieran was brought forward. As the priestesses began to circle him as they chanted, but what happened next surprised everyone. A portal opened, and a woman stepped through. Her body looked as if it were made up of moonlight itself. It could only be one person. “Moon Goddess,” I breathed, bowing. Everyone else has done the same. “Rise,” said the Goddess, “who here claims that my will was carried out properly. By removing his man’s wolf Demon?”

With trembling legs, she rose and pressed on. Hours passed, or lifetimes, and at last Nyra reached the final ledge, where a single stone altar stood beneath a ring of scorched pillars. The altar was carved with the sigil of the Moon Goddess: a crescent cradling a star. A pool of liquid silver lay at its center, reflecting her exhausted face. She stumbled forward and knelt, pressing her palm to the mirrorlike surface. The brand flared, igniting threads of light that spiraled across the water. Shapes danced below, visions of countless queens who had sought the Goddess’s favor, their souls lost in pursuit.