The Legendary Moonlight Novels & Stories

Caelum pointed toward the black moon. "Because that moon was described in the oldest records of Elaris." The First Light stepped forward. "What did the records say?" Caelum hesitated. "They called it the Silent Moon." Morvane frowned. "Why?" "Because it never reflected light." Liana looked at the image. The moon was enormous. Completely black. Yet the silver ocean beneath it was glowing. "What's under the ocean?" Caelum shook his head. "We don't know." The older Liana suddenly spoke.

“Fifty years ago, I was the Silvermoon Clan’s sharpest blade. If I hadn’t defied the previous chieftain, I never would’ve ended up rotting away in the Frozen Forest.” He walked over to the boulder Eira had been punching, running his gnarled fingers over its rough surface. “Moonlight power is the softest force on the continent—and the most brutal,” he said, his voice turning sharp. “The array in your mother’s journal isn’t wrong. But you’re using it wrong. You’re treating it like Blackrock earth power, trying to crush your opponent with weight.” Tom turned to face her. “Moonlight isn’t for smashing. It’s for cutting.”

He had walked it a thousand times when he was young. He reached the Moon Spring. The water was clear and cold. The same rocks sat by the edge, worn smooth by years of use. The same stars reflected on the surface, bright and distant. He sat down on the grass. He lay back and looked up at the sky. He remembered a girl with dark hair and bright eyes. He remembered her laugh. Her hand in his. Her voice, soft and sure, saying, "Moonstones are the moon's tears. If I hold onto it, the moon will help you find me."

She closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the couch as a memory surfaced—one she hadn’t thought of in years. The Blood Moon. She remembered the way the light had painted the forest in hues of red, the way her wolf had felt alive in a way it never had before. And then, after everything fell apart, the moon’s glow had felt like a curse instead of a blessing. Was this somehow connected to that night? Or was she just letting old wounds cloud her judgment? She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, a whisper of resolve settling in her chest. She didn’t have answers yet, but she’d find them. For her daughters, for herself.

Dieta de Lune, ma devo ti solasta gor libertia du essencia de ma harte de surita enilationa de ula exestian– Moon Goddess, I channel your power to free my loved one from the fate of a doomed life. Until Ethan's eyes opened.

Let’s embark on another adventure together. Moon

Their fragrant essence was blending with the cold night breeze and it was a breath of relief even just for a bit. Aside from those aesthetic flowers is also the majestic full phase of the moon beside the veil-like layer of cirrostratus clouds, sneaking a look from them under. Always, she's too breathtaking; especially when she's full and so bright. Blythe adores the breathtaking Luna so much because of the strings that are somehow making her feel connected with it. Well, since her childhood Luna used to be there whenever there was an episode of misfortune in her life... just as right now.

“Moon Fire is an extremely rare ability that has not been seen in many generations. It is when a being, such as you or your wolf, draws energy from moonlight. It creates a reservoir of power that can be expelled in the form of light. It is how you defeated the Zeltenea. Now that makes so much sense.” Caiathus used his magic to project a large hologram for us to see. It played out like a movie. A young man stood underneath a full moon, and you could see as his body drew the moonlight into his body. From there, he expelled it at a demonic looking creature. The light destroyed it exactly like I did with the Zeltenea.

"Spirits of night, heed my call, As the moon covers us, mighty and tall. Lycan's spirit, lost in the earth's embrace, Guide him now to his celestial place. Under the moon's ethereal light, We bid farewell to a noble Lycan heir tonight. Through the cosmic veil, let his essence soar, Back to the moon, he shall explore. Oh Moon Goddess, hear my plea, Embrace Sebastian's soul, wild and free. By your grace, let him journey with delight, In lunar dance, under your watchful sight. With ancestral howls and ancient rites, Together we release him from earthly fights. As the moon's rays illuminate our path,

I just wanted to be home in arms of my parents. I can actually be hugged now. I can hug them as much as I want without the fear of becoming ill. I shot out of bed at the thought, my smile so bright it was visible in the dark.bi couldn't sit still anymore so I jumped out of the bed and jumped around trying to wear myself out. It too exciting now. I looked up at the clock. Three o'clock. Only a couple more hours, I tell my self as I stand by the window, my eyes immediately going to the moon which is illuminating the night with its silver glow.