The Legend Of The Moon Novels & Stories

Regina in her bandages, Sir Tanori in his white shirt, and the agents in civilian outfits certainly didn’t convince Ma’am Ague that they were some agency. “Moonmages, huh? So the legend still lives, so it seems,” she said. Her voice was now a little bit relaxed. They let a minute of silence pass over them. Each had the same thought in mind–the connection between Moonlings and humans was not broken. The moon from beyond the skies must have brought them together. They were meant to meet. “You might want us to treat your wound first before we go any further. I know that you know we will be having a rather long conversation.”

Not only that, but it was a blue moon. A shiver went down his spine as he started walking back in the direction of his cabin. He didn't know why but he felt like he was being watched. It was only a few minutes until the feeling was confirmed when a bush rustled a few feet away from him. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed around. Nothing smelled out of the ordinary and he let himself relax just a little. He closed his eyes and opened up his ears to listen to the world around him. Evander waited a few minutes and that was when he heard it. A cry. It was soft, barely audible, but he heard it. Immediately, his feet ran in the direction of the cries. He ran deeper through the woods until h

I felt happy but deep inside I was always sad. I wasn't able to sleep that night. I kept turning around. The dream I used to have come back. This time I saw his face. His blue eyes sparkled. It had always been him. Mike. He even conquered me in my dreams. He never left me alone. Then, suddenly I was lost in darkness. Pitch black darkness everywhere I looked. But suddenly a beautiful woman came near me. She was dressed in white. Her hair was white as well. She hugged me. She comforted me. "Don't be afraid my child. I am the moon goddess. You are never alone. He is your world." she spoke. A knock on the door woke me up. It was my mom who came to wake me up.

intrupted Cynthia . " ahan getting back to the topic According to legend, millenniums ago when vampires and werewolves wreaked havoc upon the mortal individuals upon the earth, a powerful and indestructible witch used a moonstone and the sacrifice of a specific lineage's blood to cast a curse on them. This was known as The Sun & The Moon Curse which is based on making vampires powerless against the sun and rendering werewolves unable to transform unless there is a full moon. The legend says that if the curse was lifted by a vampire, then the werewolves would be stuck servants of the moon forever. But if the curse was broken by a werewolf they would be able to turn at will and remain in contr

the journalist asked curiously. "Yes, it's called 'Tales of the Moonlit Grimoire'," Luna revealed with a smile, subtly bringing the interview to a close.

"I don't remember. It must have hurt though. Like hell." He chuckled but then quickly stopped. "Sorry, I shouldn't be laughing." His cheeks turned red. I shook my head and laughed. "It's alright. It is a bit funny though." Easing, he gave me his million dollar smile. "So about mates. Tell me more." I shuffled and crossed my legs on the couch, stuffing a pillow in my arms before I took his hand and started aiding his arms while beginning the story. "So, you know we believe in the Moon Goddess. Legends say the Moon Goddess couldn't have the love of her life so to bless her children, us, she divided every wolf's soul in two and put it in another being. For them to have the love of their lives.

Evelyn's expression turned serious, and she leaned in close. "The Lunar Curse is an ancient legend, it's said to affect the lunar pack, causing them to...change during the full moon." I felt a shiver run down my spine as I listened to Evelyn's words. How come i was so unaware of it. Sure i heard some stories about it but i did not know it was this dangerous. "Change? What do you mean?" Evelyn hesitated, glancing around the kitchen as if she feared being overheard. "I shouldn't be telling you this,and I think you have a right to know. The Lunar Curse is said to bring out the...beast in those who are afflicted. They lose control, becoming violent and unpredictable."

“They focus on lycanthropic bloodlines. Naturally, the Moonbanes are central to it.” “Of course,” I said dryly. “Hey, don’t look so annoyed. You’re part of a legendary pack. Your family shaped the balance of power between clans for centuries. Morgana Moonbane practically redefined what it meant to be a legend.” “Okay, but what does that have to do with you?” I raised a brow. “She was a werewolf—not part of your precious witch clans.” He looked—annoyingly—proud. Maybe even more proud than I was.

Some people might still remember the romantic legend of the Moon Goddess, of how she fell in love with a human and still stayed together with him even after being warned by the Sun God, and how that led to the demise of her lover - total bullshit. That was never what happened. The real story was continually changed through the middle ages to cover up the shame and rejection the Moon Goddess had gone through. Some vampires and werewolves saw it fitting that the Moon Goddess, our progenitor, should be portrayed in an exuberant and graceful manner, fitting for her position as the caretaker of the creatures of the underworld, and for some, it was to draw out focus on the fact that the Moon Godde

My mum had a skeptical look on her face at the mention of my request. "The moonstone land is said to be a sacred part of the Blue Moon pack, we can't have it, moreover, it's way too close to the Blue Moon pack" she pointed out calmly. "Listen to me, we have to own that land, someone is living on that land and they have the crest of the extinct royal witch! There must be other secrets on that land!" I exclaimed in a whisper.