Sun Moon Love Story Novels & Stories

The earth was used as a battle field and all that was in it trembled. But one day, The Sun god and the moon goddess encountered a young man and woman who were lovers and were on the brink of death due to injuries, their village had been plundered by monsters and most of the people in it had either been killed or had fled. Even though they were on the brink of death they still didn’t let go of their love for each other and held on to each other and so the gods were touched and decided to save them and also give them the power over the sun and the moon”, Seraphina said. ”We have heard bits of the story before, what are we missing?”, Rey asked.

"The sun wanted to comfort her and keep her close, but that’ll only make her worst. Not being able to do anything, he called out to the Moon Goddess to bring back his love. The Moon Goddess agreed, but with one condition—the sun would stay away from the flower from now on.” “Desperate, the sun agreed, and he turned away from the love of his life. The two lived once again, but not in the presence of each other. Without the flower, the sun had turned cold, making all the other beings suffer from his lack of warmth. The Moon Goddess sees this and gives him another proposition.” My eyes showed hope while listening to the story. I was so invested in this.

***A saying*** There is a saying that goes around about a kind of love that is impossible to find. A kind of love that overtakes your entire being, That type of love that can lift you up to the highest of heights or bring you down to the lowest of lows. The saying goes that the moon and the sun were once lovers, destined to be together for all time. And that in a jealous rage the stars cursed them to be separated for all eternity. They say the sun loved the moon very much, so much so, that the sun died every day just to let the moon breathe.

All because, in the 15th century, a master whose only desire was to be possessed by the Sultan's handsome 20-year-old son, wanted Sun to look like him, and make love to him every night, for 20 years. Sun learned at that time that, whether he was at fault or not, it was best not to antagonize Moon. So, without any resistance, just listening to Sun's pleas, Moon makes his tongue grow and sticks it in the lover's hole, scratching his prostate. Sun gasp. When he's satisfied with letting Sun release a lot of pre-cum, he swallows his mate's cock and pumps his head, making him come. Satisfied with his work, he snaps his fingers and Sun is released.

Luna turned to me with tear-filled eyes, her heart overflowing with gratitude for the unwavering support I promised her. "If you ever think that you lost me, just look at the sunrise and remember that my love for you will always be as constant and bright as the sun," I whispered, holding her hand tightly in mine. "Because no matter how dark the night may seem, the sun will always rise again, just like my love for you." Luna smiled with tears glistening in her eyes, feeling reassured and loved in that moment. "Thank you for always being my light in the darkness," she whispered, leaning in to kiss me softly on the cheek.

As she read it, her eyes became bigger. I took the book from her and flipped through it some more. I handed it back to her, and she studied the picture on the page. “You have a scar that looks like this,” she informed me as if I didn’t know. It was cute. I nodded. I watched as they read over that section. She would look up and study me every now and then. It was as if she was trying to see what they were talking about. She wanted to understand what they were describing. Her eyes grew large, and I knew she’d made it to the last part. The moon cannot function without the sun. It does not shine. It cannot withstand all that is forced at it. It may not manipulate the waters. It cannot do anythin

The Provençal sun might have set, but their love story was just beginning to shine. As the crickets sang outside the window, and the moon cast a silver glow on their intertwined bodies, Vincent whispered, "Je t'aime, Abigail." I love you. The words hung in the air, a testament to a love story that transcended time itself. And so they slept, dreaming of lavender fields, shared kisses under the olive tree, and endless days under the Provençal sun. Their love, like the lavender fields, was in full bloom, painting their world in shades of purple and gold.

Apollo and Jolene had always been a unique couple, bound together by their sudden, rare love. It was only fitting that their wedding would take place on the sun, an event that would forever be etched in the history of the universe. The sun was their playground, a dazzling sphere of light and warmth that symbolized the intensity of their passion. Apollo, with his golden hair and bright smile, was the very essence of the sun's radiance. Jolene, with her red curls and glowing eyes, was the perfect complement, to the sun. They had met at the celestial observatory, where Jolene had been mapping constellations while Apollo conducted experiments with solar flares. It was love at first sight.

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?"

Then: "Do you regret it? Choosing me?" She turned to look at him, shocked. "Never. Not for one second." "Then that's what matters." He kissed her softly. "The rest will work itself out. Eventually." They made love under the stars, slow and tender and full of reassurance. Afterward, they lay tangled together, watching the moon trace its path across the sky. "I love you," she whispered. "I love you too." He pressed a kiss to her hair. "Always." --- The next morning, everything changed.