Talking To The Moon Novel Novels & Stories

Victor asked. The Moon Goddess hadn't been big on details. Just massive, universe-shifting hints. “Something big is coming,” I said finally. More supernatural silence. Then Elara laughed. Not a happy laugh. More like a “we're all screwed” kind of laugh. “Well,” she said, “this should be interesting.” Understatement of the supernatural century. The medical room felt charged. Magical energy crackling just beneath the surface. Kane took a step forward. Then stopped. Vulnerability written all over his supernatural face.

The river flowed towards the sea, tall trees stood on the side and the moon was hanging up in the sky. "This is a nice place," she took a sip from the bottle. "And the moon is beautiful. I don't think I've ever looked at the moon this closely before. Those dark spots are the craters in the moon, did you know?" "No, that's Jack and Jill who went up there to fetch a pail of water... See, they splashed the water though," he pointed and Jacques Laughed. "It looks that way, isn't it?" "I am glad you like this place, Jerlina," he kissed her forehead.

Claire and Colton were siblings—and his aunt, Elena, had been moon-kissed. "You're Claire's brother," Channary whispered, the realization hitting her like a blow to the chest. Her lips parted as she turned it over in her head, piecing it together. "Your aunt was moon-kissed." Colton's eyes met hers again, drawn in like a tide to the moon. The air shimmered faintly between them, the pull undeniable. But Channary broke the spell first. She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and asked coldly, "What are you doing in my house?"

The people might not like him, but they sure cowered in his presence, except of course, Darius- the Alpha, Herrick, his beta, Astrophel, Elaine, and Medea who was always indifferent towards him. He glanced at Claire, and she offered him one of her flirty smiles which he impassively acknowledged with a curt nod. He walked past Theresa, and approached Darius, then leaned with his hands on the table, so that his shoulders were hunched, as he stared down at Darius. The hall was thrown in complete silence now as he said, "There's something in the sea, Darius." Darius slowly sat upright with a start, leaning away from the backrest of the high chair. "What are you talking about, Moon's Call?"

“The blood you share is no longer just hybrid. It’s divine. Your transformation isn’t random—it’s in sync with the moon.” “The Blood Moon,” Darius added grimly from where he stood guard. “The moon of reckoning.” Ava looked up. Already the sky had begun to change. The moon, once a cold silver, had taken on a reddish hue. Faint, but visible. Like a drop of blood in water, spreading. ⸻ Day One: Ava’s hands pulsed with energy, everything she touched sparked or sizzled. Marcus barely managed to stabilize her. “Your magic is unraveling the laws of nature,” he warned.

I asked, leaning into his palm. "For the Council? Perhaps," Malachi murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "They fear change. They fear a power they can't categorize. But for me..." He leaned in, his forehead resting against mine. The Tether between us was no longer a cable; it was an ocean. We were drowning in each other, our frequencies blurring until I couldn't tell where my breath ended and his began. "For me, it’s the only thing that makes sense. A world where the Moon and the Earth finally speak the same language."

Kaelen dived into the smoke, grabbing Sera and pulling her back just as the peak of the mountain began to crumble. "Silas!" Sera cried, reaching out into the white light. But Silas was gone. He had chosen to be the anchor that held the gate shut. The Blood Moon began to fade, the red shadow sliding away to reveal the pure, silver light of the moon. The "Wild Hunt" vanished into mist. The silence returned to Oakhaven, but this time, it was peaceful.

The anger flared up in me, and I raised a hand to push them toward the door. "Get out. You're not welcome here." "Ella, are you finished throwing your fit?" Warren braced a hand on the doorframe, his face like a storm. "I'm not throwing a fit." I looked straight into his eyes and said it plainly. "This full moon, we go to the Moonlight Spring, and we break the bond. Officially." Warren blinked, then scoffed. "Break the bond? Ella, you're just jealous of Maya. Can’t you drop this already?"

Lynx scrambled away, still laughing even as Nathaniel chased him through the underbrush, sparks flying from his fingertips. Lalaine shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "The grown-ups are more childish than the orphans," she whispered to the girls, leading them back toward the nun to show off their braided hair. ---- Meanwhile, the library was a tomb of silence. To Stella, it felt like an orphanage for old, forgotten books. She wandered the aisles until a spine on the highest shelf caught her eye. She climbed the rolling wooden ladder, her fingers trembling as she pulled the volume out. "The Moon Princess" was embossed on the cover. There was no author listed. She flipped it op

I held him tightly not caring that I had showered and he had not. “Thank you goddess” I whispered and a familiar voice replied with a “You're welcome.” Then it all made sense to me. Oh shit, I'd been talking directly to the actual moon goddess. 🥀 Ohmigurshh🥺🥺❤️. My babies are together again. JSYK this chapter was 2042 words😂and that's without this part, well, the “author's remark” or note or whatever it's called. Only three more chapters lefttt. Aren't you excited??🤩🤩