The Moon Under The Water Novels & Stories

Ronin’s gaze was fixated on the distant horizon as he leaned on the cruise ship’s rail, soaking in the dazzling moon hanging from the black sky, so close to diving into the ocean, but not quite there yet. It was as if the moon was too terrified to take a chance at the last minute, as if realizing that if it let it go this once, it may never recover from what it would lose in that one moment of recklessness.

Luna Belle Fernandez POV Just one more minute. I let a little air from my lungs and sink deeper into the cool water. The salt no longer burns my open eyes. A wedge of sun rays pierces the surface and fans out to the bottom. Bubbles catch the light. Like tiny beads of fragile glass, they stick to my arms and legs. Life under the water is muted, the sounds dispersed. The rhythmic ebb and flow of the break is a distant lullaby. The tide gently rocks me to that beat. Forward and backward. Push and pull.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him. “Oh.” Was all I could think of to say. “We do that often here. They say the rays from the moon are just as potent as the ones from the sun, for some people.” He spoke as he glanced at the moon knowingly. Seeming to come more alive with the moon rays on his beautiful tanned skin. “It’s a beautiful phrase. Moon bathing.” Rolling the term around my tongue. I looked to find Theron had closed the gap between us, now within touching distance. I hadn’t been this close to him before. It felt electrifying.

Chapter Title: Beneath the Surface The soft steam from the hot tub curled into the night air, thick tendrils of warmth dancing toward the stars. I was nestled between Alex’s legs, back pressed to his chest, both of us sunk deep into the bubbling water of the massive cedar tub perched on the edge of his private balcony. The moon hung low and full above us, pale light gleaming off the water’s surface and kissing the tops of our wet skin.

I also reviewed some of the pack's financial records, making sure everything was in order. As the morning wore on, I decided to take a walk in the pack's gardens. The fresh air and sunshine would do me some good, and I needed a break from the confines of the pack house. As I strolled through the gardens, I saw something I never noticed before. In the center of the clearing stood a large, ancient-looking tree. And carved into the trunk of the tree was a symbol I recognized — the symbol of the Lunar Curse. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stared at the symbol. The Lunar Curse was a legendary affliction that caused werewolves to lose control of their wolves during full moons. It was said

Selene's POV This felt like the best morning ever for me. I got up feeling healthier than I had ever been in the past few days and when I looked towards the side table, some lemon water was sitting pretty for me. I smiled and drank it before getting up. I stretched happily and looked at my green eyes in the mirror nearby. The kiss from the night before was still in my memory and I couldn't help but wonder if Damian was thinking about it too. I smiled at the thought and decided to do some exercise.

“Every day, I will prove it. No excuses, no regrets. Just… love. Always love.” As night fell, a soft silver haze blanketed the garden. The moon rose, its light stronger than the stars, casting pale shadows across the fountains and walkways. Aria paused, sensing the familiar presence of the Moon Goddess. She lifted her eyes to the moonlit sky, feeling the whisper of energy threading through the night.

Three weeks ago. The night of the blood moon. I ran alone through the high passes, heavy with young—nine moons along, the pup quickening with every step. The trail gave way. I tumbled, striking stone and ice, wedged in a crevice where the cold would finish what gravity began. I sent my call through the spirit-web to the healers. Needed the Alpha's permission to cut the pup from my dying flesh. Ninety-nine summons. Silence. The hundredth time, the bond stirred.

Hell, who was the Leo staring back at me from the deeps of the crystalline waters? -"Who was he?" I ask her, but she appears not to know what I speak of. "The man staring back at me in the pound. He knew my name. He pleaded for help." -"For Zeus, you touched the pond of souls?" The Moon Goddess released her hold on me, taking a deep breath. Her attention flicked between me and the cave's entrance before she proceeded. "The pond contains the waters from all the six underworld rivers and allows us, the gods, to watch over the world below, showing the creations according to who touches it. Since you have my blood, I presume you have called upon a werewolf spirit, close to you."

I was a walking skeleton when Zeus used to train me. After school, Moon went straight to the lake. As he needed to go to the lake and swim. He was one of the rarest creatures of all. He was a male undine. A creature that was similar to the mermaids. He didn't have a fish-like tail. But whenever he was in the water, his gills appeared on both sides of his neck. They were known to be the Kings of the oceans. As I was left alone, I walked back home all alone. I was exhausted with all the tests I had in one day. I decided to walk back home. I plugged in the earphones with my mp3 player and while listening to some slow music, I was slowly walking towards the Kart's mansion.