Sunshine Moonlight Novelas e Histórias

The moon, with its light pouring everywhere, adds to the grandeur of nature's vista. I smiled and replied, "You, Me, and the Moonlight."

In the same way, in this story Moon lighted up the world of this Sun who was BEAST in character but a softy for his innocent BEAUTY. "You LIGHT Up My LIFE", Arthit whispered and pecked her soft thin lips closed his eyes, and drifted off with His Moon, in his arms. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

The sky had darkened to a threatening crimson hue as the blood moon ascended, creating a spooky light in the clearing. Amora's heartbeat seemed to synchronize with the pulsing moonlight, increasing in intensity and transforming the night into a living entity. The atmosphere pulsed with power, mysterious and vibrant, like the cosmos anticipating an imminent event, on the brink of happening.

I held him, and the throbbing discomfort between my legs faded. He slowly opened his eyes. "Zara, my love." The Moon, once obscured by the Earth's shadow, begins to emerge, casting a soft, silvery glow that bathes our naked bodies in an otherworldly light. The air feels crisp and refreshing against my skin, carrying a faint, mystical fragrance of pine needles and Earth, intensified by the lunar spell.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

"Don't remind me, yesterday was the first time I saw you in control. Your wolf didn't want to kill him" "Ivan is my childhood friend, I won't kill him. I was just mad" Skylar mumbled. Shailyn poked her arm. "Why are you rouse, pup?" "Do you know what a blue moon is?" She consulted, staring at Shailyn, watched as the fairy nodded. "A red moon represent the rise and fall of the Lycan Alpha King, a blue moon represent the rise of the King's Queen, Luna of all magical creatures" Skylar fluttered her eyes, frowning in complication. "I don't get it"

Noreen screamed, her head thrown back, her back arched like a bow, and her eyes rolled back, as she experienced the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced in her life. Noreen's body convulsed in a long, uninterrupted ecstasy as Thiery released his full load and encased her inside. Outside, amidst the bright, round moon against the deep blue sky, lightning flashed several times. At the top of Golden Moonlight Hill, a pack of wolves howled, announcing that their main Alpha had marked his mate. The Golden Moonlight pack would soon have a Luna.

Amira's Point Of View I WOKE UP because of the sunlight coming through the window. I was disappointed because I thought it was all just a dream. I thought that when I woke up things would be back to normal, but they weren't. I looked at my wrists because they were still sore. It's red, there's dried blood, and there are wounds. I can't help but to feel sorry for myself because of what I'm going through right now. I'm having a hard time. It seems like any moment my body will give up because of the bad things that I'm facing.

Every hair along his shoulders rose. His lips peeled back in a silent snarl. Not at Kael. Not at the trees. At the sky. Rowan looked up. The moon had changed. A thin veil of clouds drifted across it, tinting the light a pale crimson. No… Not crimson. Silver. The moonlight itself had become brighter, almost liquid, spilling through the branches like flowing water. Kael stared upward. “I never thought I’d see another Silver Moon.” “What is a Silver Moon?” Rowan asked.

The black hair on the walls began to retreat, sizzling as if hit by acid. "The light," Elodie gasped. She looked at the viewport. A sliver of pure, blinding white light was cutting through the amber shell. It wasn't sunlight. It was cold. Piercing. The White Moon had risen. "Victor, the Moon!" The charred ghost shrieked. It wasn't a human sound. It was the sound of a forest fire being extinguished by a flood. It began to dissolve into gray flakes of ash, swirling toward the air vents.