Sun And Moon In Love Novels & Stories

I said while rubbing his arm in a back-and-forth motion. "Hope you slept well?" "Yes, I did." I answered, resting my head on his chest. "It's today." He smiled and started stroking my cheek. "Yeah. We've waited for this day for so long. I can't wait to be your Luna." "You have no idea how long I've wanted you to say that. I love you,, baby." "I love you too Theo." I gave him a lingering kiss on the lips and he deepened it. Our lips move in syn as I struggled for control. He pulled out barely from my face.

“Once upon a time, there was a flower that fell in love with the sun. It was a pure white flower that only thrived during the night, for the extreme heat and light of the sun made the flower wilt. The other flowers and the other stars tried to warn the two to stay away from each other—but they didn’t listen. Their love was too great that they’d rather suffer together than lose one another.” I frowned while listening to the story. It already sounds like a tragic story. “Then, the dreaded day came. It was during the summertime when the sun was the hottest, but the flower insisted on staying with him. As expected, she couldn’t take the heat, and the flower died on the spot. The sun could not do

A symbol of what her people had long believed, is that when the son of the Sun and daughter of the Moon meet and collide, the world will once again be reborn. Although she doesn't understand what 'collide' means in the prophecy. Will they bump into each other? Shake hands? Do they need to consummate? But do they need to be married to do that? Maybe they only need to be married? But what if they do need to be intimate to collide? "Nah." Luna rolled on her belly. She is now in her room, inside a tower made for her. Her king-sized bed makes her small body frame look like a bolster pillow.

The sun rays filtered through the slightly apart curtains, and rested its golden warm rays on the lovebirds, whose hearts beat as one, but unable to acknowledge their feelings or let each other to be aware of the love that ran through their veins and into their hearts. They were like an irregular shape on the bed, but yet cemented in perfection. Grey's head was on Maya's bosom, as she had clung on to him tightly throughout the night, and Grey's arm encircled her waist closely, with her knees curled him, and yet he did not relinquish his hold on her. He held her like he was holding on to his last piece of life.

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

In the center of the clearing was a beautiful flower, glowing in the moonlight. "What is it?" Andrea asked, amazed by the flower's beauty. "It's called the Moon Flower," Damon said. "Legend has it that if two people who love each other come here under the full moon, and both touch the flower at the same time, their love will be blessed by the Moon Goddess." Andrea looked at Damon, her heart beating faster with anticipation. "Do you believe in the legend?" she asked. Damon nodded, taking Andrea's hand in his. "I believe that our love is strong enough to withstand anything," he said. "And I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Andrea. Will you be mine?"

We sat down, and although I was already full, I ate a bit of the roasted meat, but my mate kept eating like she had not eaten before. After the children went to bed and Lexie went to the parlor to watch a Korean historical romance, I excused myself and went to the corridor to do a few things, but when I opened my phone, an image popped out. The information attached to it was "Simeon." The mother fucker looked so familiar, like someone I had seen before. I tried to place his face, but I could not, but then I saw the tattoo on his hand. It was a crescent moon, and all members of the crescent moon pack had them, and not so many of them survived after the rogues attacked their pack.

Bodies full of lacerations looked meaningless lying on the ground. This was the seconds leading up to the night of the full moon, the night where the werewolves changed to their true form. Theo, Alvin and Davian wiped the blood from their faces after a fierce battle. They were in a secluded forest on the edge of a lake where the light of the full moon would easily enter into view without being covered by the pollution of the city environment.

Scarlett was hurt and they could see the way her eyes were shedding tears. “The truth is, Moon is in love. And he is in love with two people. But that’s not the issue. The thing is…” “Shut up Marky”. Moon warned Marky but he forgot his brothers were as fearless as him. “Moon is in love with Sky and Lexi. And that’s why he is leaving us because according to him no one would approve their love”. Scarlett was shocked. Marky didn’t say but he had actually dropped a bomb at her head, and their grandparents too.

“What the fuck – “ “I said shut up and listen! He swore that one of them… looked just like Astraea. You told me she had moon fever. The only reason a werewolf gets moon fever is -” “If a family member is dying,” Caelum said, finishing her sentence. “Whom the patient shares a special connection,” Melanie added. What the fuck was going on? --- AUTHOR'S NOTE --- This ends "To Love A Luna", Book 01 of the Imperfect Mates Series.