Novel & Cerita The Crimson Moth Series Book 2

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

Tyler prayed with tears in his eyes. * *Crimson dream* Crimson opened her eyes and saw herself in a complete white place. "Where am I?" She asked turning around. "You are here with me." A loud voice answered and the Moon goddess appeared with a straight face. "Moon goddess." Crimson said. "You have been here once and now you are here again, you happily accepted the second chance and now you want to throw away the second chance just like that?" The Moon goddess asked. "Everything is not working out Moon goddess, you are making my fate too difficult for me, you are taking everyone from me, I can't imagine myself getting married to Alpha Zaid." Crimson answered.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

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“In the Monastery of the Fire Mages, there is a forgotten book. It holds many answers. Look for it behind the magic crystal.” She was about to ask where the magic crystal was when the room started to fade away. “Wait! I have more questions.” “All of them will be answered in time.” Hi! I hope you like the story so far! More will follow! I do have a F B group Amy T Stories

A hush fell as the Alpha raised his cup. “To the Blood Moon,” he intoned. “To the gift of the Shift.” The pack raised their cups in unison. Voices lifted in a chorus of reverence and then... A second voice split the night. “The cursed daughter will either crown or bury you all.” The words were ragged and eerie and were seeping into every corner of the clearing. A figure stepped from the tree line, crimson robes dragging against the earth, while her blind eyes were glowing faintly white. The Crimson Seer. Gasps rippled through the pack. Some wolves dropped their cups, while others shifted uneasily. No one had invited her. Her pale, sightless gaze locked on me as my skin crawled immediately.

"Who are you?" "I am the First." "The first what?" "The first Crimson Priestess." My knees nearly buckled. "You carry both bloodlines." "I don't understand." "You will." She lifted her hand. Behind her... The mountain split open. An enormous underground kingdom stretched farther than I could see. Thousands of wolves. Ancient temples. Crystal rivers. Libraries. Gardens growing beneath glowing stones. "This kingdom sleeps." "What kingdom?" "It waits for you." The woman touched my forehead. "When your mate remembers..."

A spider crawled lazily out from the fold, disappearing into the night. Her breath hitched. She turned to the second page. And there it was—written in dark, crimson ink, the words bled like veins through the paper: "The Red Moon Child.. Alessia." Her eyes widened in shock. The book slipped from her trembling hands and fell into the pool with a soft splash. But instead of sinking, the water began to glow, first faintly, then blindingly bright. The ripples shimmered, turning from blue to pure white, swirling like a living vortex.

Aria’s POV We woke up in the Crimson park that morning, and rain fell, not real blood, of course—but the sky turned a deep red, and the light it cast made everything look stained. It felt like an omen. One of many I’d been ignoring. I was alone in the Moon Library, seated in front of a book I hadn’t dared open until now: The Royal Lineage of the Lunar Thrones. The cover was soft with age. The spine cracked like it hadn’t been touched in generations. A single silver moon was carved into the center.

Only one thing reassures me: it seems that they lose their power at sunrise. I close my last manual, pick up the pile and I put each book back in its place. My hands are trembling dangerously and my heart rate betrays my anxiety. While putting the last book down, I stay an instant with a hand placed on the edge, thinking. Right now, I have to look for another place to live, and it has to be fast!