Sun And Moon Fnaf Fanart Cute Novels & Stories

As my eyes follow his neck I find our mark sitting there like the most beautiful tattoo with its simplicity. The triple moon sits on our neck, the outlines clean and crisp. Inside the full moon sits two paw darkened paw prints. Three stars connected by thin lines rest above the full moon and waning crescent. Tracing the image I enjoy watching Damon shiver while I whisper, "it's beautiful."

She looks down, her ears flicking. She lets out a snort I assume is supposed mean she's happy. Carson grins and stripes free of her jacket. After throwing down the rest of her clothes -minus her underwear- she shifts too. She was a cream coloured wolf, white and black streaked fur. Together they take off towards the forest. Vic suddenly runs past my legs making me jump. He looped after them, a black smudged against the white snow. Ally and Tori seemed torn, weather to shift too and run after them, or to see if I was going to change.

She gives me a look which completely understands where my mind went. Luna Eve is plating up the table and all 6 of us are sitting down eating a massive breakfast of pancakes, sausages, bacon, scrambled eggs, grilled tomatoes and toast. Eve sure knew how to make breakfast! I sit next to Willow and place my hand on her thigh to check she is ok. She looks up at me and smiles slightly. I take in her beautiful hazel eyes that have slight gold flakes to them. That’s odd, I’ve never noticed the gold before. She still looks a bit queasy and I’m hoping the food will bring her colour back to her face. We are almost all finished when Beta Thomas walks in for a morning report. He looks at Willow, who te

"What do you want? Do you know whose lady this is? You better leave now!" "Blah, blah, blah!" Scarface said nonchalantly. "Who cares about who she belongs to. As long as I look at her face, I will let her go. But don't think you can just escape from my hand." The three dark figures next to each other laughed and agreed. One of them with a big mole on his face said. "Ronan, this other little human girl looks pretty too. She's so beautiful. You can give her to us if you don't want to."

Pink is Moon's favorite color, so of course he'd choose to paint his nails. Jonathan's tattooed hand rests in front of him on the table, and his face is tucked away behind it, dark eyes watching his tiny work. Moon doesn't seem to notice the taller's intense stare; he's too focused on painting his nails perfectly. Jonathan smiles at him. He's so weak when it comes to Moon; he knows it, yet he can't bring himself to care. He'd do anything to make his baby happy. "Done!" Moon beams after a while, taking Joanthan's palm in his own hands carefully to blow softly on the fresh-painted nails.

I love the colors of her eyes, those deep purple eyes that glittered whenever the sun rays over them. I always loved watching them smile as she told me all the good things that she had experienced in life. I love the way she would stroke my hair whenever she put me to sleep. I love the way her hair smells after running around the field since she loves the sun so much. She loves the sun… Ashina would sometimes spend her days staring at the clear sky, feeling the heat of the sun against her skin as she hummed her favorite song. She loves the sun. She loved the sun.

I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.

Fresh-baked croissants, golden scrambled eggs, roasted potatoes, fried plantains, slices of meat, and all sorts of spreads filled the air with mouthwatering aroma. As we settled down on the table, A knock sounded on the door. Rowan stepped in, as a guard welcomed the Beta. “Morning, Alpha, Luna,” he announced. “My feet meets good fortune.” “They sure do,” I replied smiling. He came and joined us on the table and an Omega served him. As soon as we finished and were taking the dessert, Rowan asked me. “Are you ready for your visit, Luna?” “Yes, I am. As soon as we are done with this food, we’ll start going,” I replied. “Unless you men have some business to do.”

"They're trying to wheel a silver-bolted ballista onto the ridge. Diacina is three minutes out with the infantry, but we need to clear the upper ledge now." Lucian didn't answer with words. A low, vibrating growl rumbled deep in his chest as he pivoted, carving a wide, bloody arc through three more frontline infantrymen to clear a direct line of sight to the eastern cliff face. I didn't hesitate. I channeled the dormant Moonveil energy surging through my veins, pulling the ambient cold of the winter air inward before releasing it in a concentrated, directional wave. A blinding streak of crystalline silver light rocketed upward from my palms, striking the winch mechanism of the enemy's ballis

The forest’s own power protects it from something that would destroy it. I sat up and looked at the wolf, his fur vibrant in the firelight. Was he the Sun, the one to bless the dragons? The Sun God to compliment The Moon Goddess? He was stunning and oh so terrifying to look at. Like looking directly into the sun. You know it’s going to hurt, maybe blink you, but it was just too beautiful to look away from. I never put much stock in the Sun God before, but seeing this beautiful wolf was proof enough for me. The Sun had answered my prayer...now I just had to fire out which ones? And why the Sun and not the moon?