The Moon Is Pretty Isn't It นิยาย & เรื่องราว

‎ ‎She looked up at the moon. ‎ ‎“Do you really believe the Moon Goddess chose me for you?” ‎ ‎Lucian’s voice was steady. ‎ ‎“I do.” ‎ ‎Lyra laughed softly. ‎ ‎“What if she made a mistake?” ‎ ‎Lucian turned to face her. ‎ ‎“The Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes.” ‎ ‎Far above them, hidden beyond mortal sight… ‎ ‎The Moon Goddess watched. ‎ ‎And she smiled. ‎ ‎Because the woman standing beside Lucian—

“That’s all it is.” "That's all it is," I echoed. "The Moon Goddess has apparently decided to brand me between my breasts, and that's all it is." “Would you have preferred somewhere more visible?” "Sky…" “I’m just saying. Between the breasts is tasteful. She showed… what’s the word? Restraint.”

Luna replied, too tired to lace the words with anything but truth. A warm, tired amusement pulsed from the sky. *You make Me less terrible,* the Moon said. *And more tired. It is… new.* “Good,” Luna thought back. “You could use a nap.” The Goddess’ laughter rippled through the web. *Perhaps,* She said. *For a while, I will dream quieter. You and your blood moon will keep Me in check.* Luna opened her eyes. The Blood Moon hung over the Temple, still red, but calmer.

Sixty-seven more nights of knowing my mate is close enough to touch but choosing to stay far away. The Moon Goddess really does have a twisted sense of humor.

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

We all looked at each other wondering what had happened. I was the first to move, taking long strides up the stairs to her room. I opened the door to Aimee’s room slowly. There stood in magnificent blue light, the mother of all our kind, Selene the moon goddess. she was one of the most beautiful beings I had ever seen, second to my Aimee. Her hair was white as snow and she wore the most elegant dress, it swirled around her like it was alive. My eyes flew to Aimee, who was floating in a mass of swirling blue light. Selene raised a finger to her lips,

I asked pointing towards the box. He walked to stand in front of me, "This is for you," he lifted the box slightly. "Open it," he nodded with his head. I slowly lifted the lid of the box and a small gasp escaped from my lips as I looked at the wind chime in the box. A smile instantly made its way on my face as I touched the cold surface with my fingers. It made a soft noise when I tried to remove it from the box. There were three golden rectangular tubes in the middle with small stars and moons dangling around them unevenly. The moons represented every shape of the moon while the stars were shining brightly around it.

She dryly said. “Do you really think that poofing into a room when you are NOT expected is a good idea?” Storm shot back. “Whoa, wait just a hot damn minute!” Koltyn said. “Did she just say... Selene, that her child... as in Selene? The Moon Goddess, Selene?” He gapped. Storm sighed. “Your majesties, this is my mother, the Moon Goddess, Selene and I guess, you could call her my Aunt, Tiamat.” She introduced.

Leonard talked in his mind. "Mate...." This was the one time when Lycan emphasized the word like anything. "No way. Moon Goddess can never do such things. She couldn't choose a vile woman like her." Leonard made Lycan listen to his words but his wolf was always on the verge of fighting with him. "No... I know this is right. The smell." Lycan growled again with the thunder. Leonard didn't notice such roaring of thunder and Lycan's growling made the peaceful soul wake up with a jolt on the bed.