Tears Of The Moon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"We're involved now, no matter how hard it is. Amelia, tell me the truth. What part does Isabella play in all this? What do you have to hide?" Amelia let out a sigh as her shields broke down. "Isabella is one of a group of magical people, like us, who are trying to guard a powerful treasure. The Tear of the Moon Goddess." When the treasure he had heard about in pack stories was mentioned, Ethan's eyes got big. "The Tear of the Moon Goddess? "What's it for?" "It has the power to change people's lives," Amelia said, her voice full of both fear and awe. "It can change the way fate works. Because of this, it must be kept safe at all costs."

I was so mad. I don't know where that madness was coming from. But I feel so heavy that I feel like I might shrink under the ground. I wanted to shed a tear, but nothing is coming out. I wanted to burst into tears, but there was something inside me saying NO! A single tear is not worth it to give to this woman. Raven got near me, and she held my hands while the old woman was shaking in tears.

Or a tribe. They stood firm in their places, watching as both of the two beasts studied each other - if snapping and throwing a glare would be called it - under the gleam of the moonlight. The leaves danced soothingly, and the wind once again whispered, bringing change in the air that seem to lift the tension.

"This feeling is so awful." He gradually closes his eyes, but when it is about to shut completely, something catches his eyes. There seems some figures pass through the moon. He hurriedly sits down and rubs his eyes. "Am I hallucinating?" Morgan once again pays attention to the moon. He dares not to blink again to make sure he won't miss seeing it. But after some time, he sees no more other than the bright full moon proudly hanging in the sky. So he assumes, he has mistaken it. Unknown to him, there is an endless massacre happening around the mansion.

The Broiia wolf had an infectious smile and a withering gaze that could destroy even the most stalwart person. Taking Emory’s hand, she pulled her along with a smile on her face, saying, “Eh, you look great.” They walked out of the gate hand-in-hand, and Kira squeezed her hand tight as she pulled her along, unable to contain her excitement. The moon shone brightly in Emory’s eyes as she looked up at it. It was one of the most beautiful blues she’d ever seen, and by the time midnight rolled around, the full moon would be visible.

“Now that is what I am calling a mission worth dying for! I mean who else can think of stealing the treasure bestowed by the Moon Goddess herself, but you, Diana lass! Such a precious thing you are!” Rakiz Lemoir was about to grasp Diana’s cheeks. But when his hands were an inch close to her, she sidestepped and paced back and forth in front of the smirking Rakiz Lemoir. Moon’s Tears. A small gem that was made from the Moon Goddess’s tear, she gave it to the first alpha of the Blood Claws Pack. But the ancestors of the Blood Claws Pack surrendered it to his beloved, an alpha’s daughter from the Crescent Pack.

I muttered, speaking more to myself than to Finn. Finn shrugged. "No idea, but it's legit. I double-checked with my sources." I sighed and leaned back in my chair. The Tears of the Moon Stone... could it be the answer to all my problems? "So," Finn said, breaking into my thoughts. "What do you say? Are we going?" I looked at him, then at the clutter of papers on my desk. Then I thought of the Tears of the Moon Stone, and the power it could bring. "The Tears of the Moon Stone, huh," I said slowly. Finn nodded eagerly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

my senses came back when she talked. "The tablet that your driver gave to you was my tears. I don't know how your driver got my tears because, as far as I know, it belongs to the Lycans. My tears have the ability to take you in the past. So, please don't waste my tears. Do what you need to do. Correct all the mistakes you have made!" she continued. "If you waste the opportunity to live again, my tears will be wasted," were the last words of the Moon Goddess before my room came back to normal.

All I can do is watch. And it’s torture. Salcom pulls her toward the center of the room where it sits… the real Moon’s Tear . The bottle rests on a pedestal carved from obsidian, its surface smooth but etched with ancient markings that glows faintly, like the sun but not as bright. The Moon's Tear itself is contained in a crystal-clear glass, the liquid inside glowing with an otherworldly light that almost hurts to look at. It’s small, just a vial, really, but it radiates power so immense, so untouchable, it feels like the guards themselves are holding their breath.

His gaze was on the ground and he kept crying. Ocean reached the lake side a bit later. She looked at Moon and her heart ached seeing him cry. A tear from his eye fell on the ground when Ocean ran to him and wrapped her arms around him. He quickly wrapped his arms around her as well and he cried his pain out. She sat down on the ground and Moon buried his face in the crook of her neck. She rubbed his back soothingly in circular motion. After a few minutes, Moon felt a bit better. He broke the hug and she wiped his tears with her soft fingers. She then sat on his lap and held him close to her.