The Moon Is Pretty Isn't It Novels & Stories

" Stacy said everything that happened just now, her mother coaxes her and said ''Stacy you have plenty of time to lure max, don't worry, just enjoy tonight. You know you are beautiful enough to make anyone fall it just time is not a right baby girl." Stacy confidently said, ''Yes mom you will see one day Max will fall for me."

“I do. I used to lie outside at night, back before everything, and just watch. It was the one thing Drogo never took from me, because he never noticed I was doing it.” “What’s your favorite part of it,” Kael asked. “The stars? A particular constellation?” “The moon,” Bonita said, without hesitation. “Why the moon.” She thought about it for a moment, wanting to give him a real answer instead of something quick. “Because it changes. It’s never quite the same twice, and it still comes back every night regardless of how much of it you can see. It’s beautiful, even when it’s barely there at all.” Kael was quiet for a moment, watching her rather than the sky.

Narrator's pov Full Moon The moon hung high, casting a silvery light over the quiet landscape. The air was thick with the pull of the lunar cycle, a force so powerful that the earth seemed to pulse beneath it. Arianna stood at the window of her room, her fingers firmly brushing the cool glass. Drawn to the moon since childhood, she felt its silent dance across the night sky beckoning to her. The howl of wolves echoed through the valley below, sending a shiver down her spine. The sound was all too familiar, but tonight, it felt sharper, more intense.

I stepped outside and realized I was still within the pack territory. Then suddenly, I froze. The sky above me was not a normal night sky. No. It was painted in deep shades of red—dark, pulsing, almost alive. And hanging in the center of it… dominating everything… was the moon. But not a silver moon. Not even a red-tinted one. It was a Blood Moon. A full, heavy, impossibly bright Blood Moon. My breath stopped. My entire body locked. A sharp, instinctive terror pierced through me, so strong and sudden that my knees nearly gave out.

Cynthia kept gazing at the stars from the window of the car . " When i was a kid i used to wonder why this moon always keeps moving with me ...how idiot i was i used to think the moon was following me i could see it everywhere i used to go ." exclaimed Damon giggling . " Maybe the moon princess was obsessed with you ." said Cynthia . " Huh .." said Damon softly laughing . " What if she is ." said Cynthia . " Oh come on...we are destined enemies why would she like me ...she would be hating me and plotting my murder " said Damon .

Arthi said but Pia made no moment to look up. “Pia! Tell us something about Moon I mean any quote please.” Rajeev said smiling brightly. She sighed and said “Moon is a stupid natural satellite that revolves around earth. I mean it is so stupid that it can’t glow on it’s own. It just depends on the sun.” We all flinched the way she told this and she just got up to inside to refill the snacks. “What just happened Nikhila?” Rajeev asked her. “Guys! She is not the same so don’t expect her to act like the same. Just keep it to normal talk.” She replied and gave a small nod.

- he asks. - My beauty standards are different from yours. I think you are extremely ugly. You have darker skin and small heads. She is like you, but with an even uglier face than yours and much older. Moon makes a sound like he was going to faint and, with his hand on his chest, says: - Ugly? Me? Everyone ignores him and he pouts.

"Soon it will be a blood moon." Jonathan finds the term "blood moon" dramatic, but I know there's a joking tone in what he's saying. It's no big deal. I explain that it's just an astronomical event. A very beautiful one, actually. I'd like to see it with him! I sit down to watch my beloved standing so close to me. I feel like looking at him, and I'm no longer ashamed to show that I'm admiring him. Admiring his body! I know he notices!

"The moon looks delicious tonight." "It's... It's still sunset..." "I wasn't talking about that moon." A cry of despair greeted the fall of night.

I replied while staring at the moon. The moon was incredibly beautiful tonight. Maybe the moon looks beautiful to me every time I look at it. The only beauty that’s immeasurable. “Is the moon the only thing you find attractive tonight?” Grace responded and looked at me with her big blue colored eyes. “Hmm, look at you taking the first step,” I chucked and she pushed me lightly. “And who said I wasn’t romantic. Do you know how many romance-related books I’ve read over the years?” She murmured.