Novel & Cerita The Last Daughter Of The Moon

“When I drew my first breath under the Blood Moon, the Moon Goddess marked me with light. I became the Moonbound, and through me, her children obeyed. Yet the power was never mine… it flowed through me, not from me. The bond is fragile, woven not through strength but through lineage. When my blood ceases, the bond shall shatter, and the four will slumber in anguish until my blood returns to breathe beneath her gaze once more. They shall awaken when the lost blood walks under a false moon, and the Moonbound trembles with divided hearts. Only she—the Daughter of the Moonbound—shall call them by name, and they shall answer. Her voice shall soothe their rage; her light shall mend their broken sp

Here I am again, thanking you guys for reading the story and for being a part of this journey. Daughter of the Moon is a series because there are a lot of things that are unsaid. What happened to Ersa? What will happen to Ava and what is the deal with her vision and her precious daughter Nova? Can Ava really change the course of her Daughter's fate?

she said, “is not just the daughter of a Fire Maiden.” I didn’t move. “She is the last Fire Maiden.” The room dropped into silence. “She is the final living descendant of the true bloodline—passed from the Moon Goddess herself.” My mouth was dry. “That’s not possible. That line was lost—” “Killed,” Edith corrected. “Hunted. Torn down piece by piece. But one was hidden. Her name was Lysaria. She was the Moon Goddess’s last mortal daughter, and she bore a child in secret. That child survived and passed the blood forward, hiding through false identities and magic concealments.”

I sat there, cradling the love of my life in my arms; tears rolling down my face… the wave of distraught washed over me, I opened my eyes and saw a revolver laying nearby… I placed my beauty on the ground and got up to pick up the revolver… I look to see if it’s loaded; low and behold, it had four bullets… I could feel Zephyra trying to mindlink me; but I shut that out… hearing the cries of a hundred werewolves cry for their beloved Luna racked me with grief… I sat back down, holding Athena in my arms. I looked across the field to see my daughter standing there shell shocked by what just happened… she was trying so hard to be strong… I wanted to assure her that everything would work out and

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

I yelled look up at her. “Since the destruction of Moon Light, I am all that’s left” my voice broke slightly on the last few words. The tears I was holding back spilled over and rolled down my cheeks. Hina looked down at me, her face contorting between anger and pity. The room was deathly silent with only the sounds of my harsh breathing filling the void. “So, you are from the line of Selene’s chosen daughters?” Hina asked, her voice still firm but a little softer now.

She glanced at the gold dusts on Irene’s desk and sat gracefully across her. “Tell me, who snuffed out our little sun’s warmth?” Irene’s eye began to water again and she blew her nose on a tissue. Alodia cringed. “I found my mate,” she muttered. “But he has someone else,” Irene added. “Am I really Selene’s daughter, Aunt Lo?” she stared at Alodia. “Oh, love,” Alodia went to her niece and hugged her. “Of course, you are the moon’s daughter, child. How else will you explain these gifts you have? And the moon shines brighter each year on your birthday. You even have her hair,” Alodia stared at her.

I took a pause. "The Moon Goddess had more than one Chosen daughter. She had two. In fact, I come from her other daughter's line as well." "What?!" Gaines said with a restricted voice. "My mother, the human you've all deemed unworthy and less than, she comes from said daughter. Her name was Cimone, and she was the FIRST daughter of the Moon Goddess." The whole room erupted. "LIES!!"

Lunaya. “Because I am the last daughter of Selena. Since the destruction of Moon Light, I am all that’s left” my voice broke slightly on the last few words. The tears I was holding back spilled over and rolled down my cheeks. Hina looked down at me, her face contorting between anger and pity. The room was deathly silent with only the sounds of my harsh breathing filling the void. “So, you are from the line of Selene’s chosen daughters?” Hina asked, her voice still firm but a little softer now.

When push comes to shove, Dad really knows how to push and shove, but now it seemed like a lost cause. Our former captive turned around and punched Dad in the jaw, causing him to fall to the ground. "Dad!" I went over to him but the same robber pulled me by the elbows. "You go get that freaking crystal. Now!" He gave me another hard shove, and I stumbled towards the spiral. Our defenseless archaeological team watched us with frightened eyes. Their hands were placed over their heads as the gunmen guarded them. I gingerly climbed onto the surface of the stone again. But once I reached the middle of the spiral, thick darkness covered the earth like a blanket. I looked up at the sky to see a bla