The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor Novels & Stories

"I don't. He rejected me. He humiliated me. He called me a mistake. I don't love him." Theron studied me for a long moment. Then he spoke. "Love is not the only thing that binds people. The bond you share with Ryker Blackthorn is not just about romance. It is about fate. About destiny. About the Moon Goddess's plan." "I don't care about the Moon Goddess's plan." "You should. Because it is the only thing that will save us." I stared at him.

I was left scanning through a lifestyle magazine in this fancy lobby. Even the interiors have several crescent designs. The silver chandelier has a crescent moon at the end of each bulb. The curtains have moon prints. The couch is silver lined with blue strips. But the star of the lobby is the huge marble statue of three Goddesses. Curious, I walked towards it and read the label that stood before the statues. “Selene, the titan Greek Goddess of the moon.” I glanced up to the sixty feet statue. The Goddess had untied long hair and was holding a sword. A circular sapphire sits atop her crown. I suppose the blue jewel has been the eye of many art thieves.

Above, stars drifted like living jewels across the vast expanse, their light pulsing softly in the rhythm of the heartbeat of creation itself. Rivers of starlight woods through the marble planes of the heavens, cascading in to luminous falls that disappeared into infinity. At the center of it all stood the moon palace. A structure carved entirely of moonstone and veined with liquid crystal. Within its heart, beneath a high dome that mirrored every phase of the moon, the Moon Goddess stood alone. Her presence glowed with the soft radiance of dusk. Power and leave intertwined. Around her, orbs of light floated gently, carrying the whispers of prayers and dreams sent up from the mortal realm.

“It truly is. But we need to be cautious, Megan. We have no idea what kind of world this is or what awaits us here.” Suddenly, a presence materialized before us, and we turned to find an ethereal figure standing tall in front of the enchanting scenery. “Welcome, Megan and Khalid” she said welcoming us with what seemed like a beautiful smile. “My name is Lumina, the guardian of the Moon sword”, she began in a strange voice. “The moon sword is a very powerful sword that is older than life itself; the gods used it in the great battle, and it helped them win. It’s a very powerful weapon and cannot be allowed into the wrong hands, which is why you would have to prove yourself worthy to forge it”.

I hope to see Douglas soon, Lucinda would surely take care of him. To evade suspicion and being noticed, I changed to an alien maid. I would totally fit in with my new nature. As an alien maid, you belonged to the black moon. The black moon is the dark version of the real golden moon, here the dark queen resides with her aliens, most of those she sent to enforce her will and rule on the world. I'm a spirit that stands on the side of light while she stands on the side of darkness. Her celestial name is Devon, no one knows this except her children who are witches and hybrids, with both witch and vampire nature, in the world. One of them is Pandora who is her direct descendant. I can sense her

Yet, within this forsaken sanctuary, the god of the moon remained, a prisoner of both time and destiny. His name was Solas, the forgotten twin. His sister, Selene, the moon goddess, was worshipped and revered, her name chanted in temples and etched in the annals of history. But Solas was different; his power was feared and misunderstood. The villagers spoke of him in hushed tones, a cautionary tale for children. They said he was locked away for a reason, his power too great, too dangerous. But the truth was more complex, a tapestry of love, betrayal, and sacrifice.

I didn’t know why they got sad and I wanted to ask him, but then he said, “The legend of a white Moon warrior.” We were all surprised. Everyone knew the Legend of Azrael, the famous Moon Goddess warrior. “My mom used to tell me that story every night. She tried to tell me other stories, but I loved that one, so she would tell me of the great strength Azrael possessed and that being the first creation of the Moon Goddess herself made him and his warriors her personal protectors to live on this Earth among us all,” he said softly, smiling, lost in his memory from his childhood. “Do you guys remember when we would pretend like we were the great white warriors?” Damon asked Wyatt and Zen, and th

I said to myself, before I focused my energy on the broken machete, sucking back the remaining power that was left in it. ━━━━━━ ◦ ◦ ━━━━━━ WHEN I came back, Libulan was happily humming a calming tune. I bet it was some kind of lullaby that Moon Deities often sang when the night was solemn. These lullabies brought peace to people who appreciated their existence. But not all Moon Deities were as calm as Libulan. As far as I’ve known, they were believed to be sky warriors. Some low ranked gods not only admired their unparalleled beauty, but also their powers. I have seen some of them on random occasions, except for Libulan. Who would have thought I’d get to meet him in person?

Everyone was in a rush but why? "What's going on?" I asked them. They stared at me with the look it's a mess out. "You didn't check the news did you?" Scott asked. I shake my head in denial. What was there to check anyways. I don't have time for news and all. "Look, " he said switching the news channel on the TV. " Breaking News: Kayden Moonlight from the Band name Moonlight is spotted at MC Hospital with a female patient, who seems to be in serious condition ."

“A long time ago, before the time of the wolf, the world was quiet and peaceful. During the day the human folk worked hard to farm their land and sow their crop. The children would run and play in the sunlight and the humankind thrived. Though, alone in the sky sat the beautiful Selene, the Goddess of the moon. Every night she would ride her dragon chariot across the sky to bring the moon to the people. But as the sun fell and the night sky spread across the land, she became lonely, as the humans would sleep through her glorious night sky. Night after night she searched the land for sign of any human that would splendour in her night time, but none did. Until one night she came across a lone