The Moon Under The Water Novels & Stories

If you want it this way then it will be this way, good bye. She turned around to leave but Moon stopped her. Moon: Okay fine, I'm telling you everything. But you have to promise me to keep it a secret. She nodded her head and he made her sit. He took a deep breath and started speaking. Moon: I'm not a human. I'm a supernatural creature called undine. We can breath under water. We can swim fast like a fish. But we can't survive without water. I come here daily and swim for hours.

KuLaa emerged from the darkness of the night and flew to the highest point of the castle's roof. She was draped in her purple wizard cloak and her purple serpentine eyes were blazing with hatred and evil. With her hands placed in a crisscross over her chest and the motes lights of magic swirling around her body like a tornado, KuLaa started muttering under her breath. The wind stopped blowing and a dark cloud submerged the stars in the sky. The moon found its way to KuLaa and shone directly on her. Harnessing the power of the Moon, KuLaa channeled magic from her soul into a silver wand hidden under her sleeve.

“Silver thread? Where are we gonna get silver thread at ten in the morning? My mom’s sewing kit? Fine, we’ll try it tonight. But if it doesn’t work I’m blaming you.” We kept reading. Second one popped up in some dusty old text: “Moon Water cleanse. Drink water that’s been left out under a full moon for three nights, mixed with wolfsbane, a tiny amount,so you don’t die, while holding hands and repeating ‘I release thee’ or some crap. Apparently burns the bond out from the inside. People say it tastes like regret.” “Tastes like regret?” I laughed so hard I almost fell off the stool. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. But okay, we can leave a bowl out tonight. If it works I’ll drink fir

Luna Ashley wasn’t exaggerating when she said how beautiful it truly was here. The moon was now fully showing herself, and her light beamed down on the opening making it even more magical than depicted in the moral. Stepping closer to the pool of water the waterfall fed, I looked into the water at the reflection of the moon above and I could almost feel a power coming from it.

The Moon—if it exists here—is invisible; the light seems to come from beneath the lake. The crying is closer now. On the opposite shore, a thin silver line flickers—trembling like the fine fabric of the Veil when the wind lifts it. I take the shorter path across: step into the water. The surface is cold, but not wet; it feels like well-kept glass—firm beneath the first step, then the second, but at the third it gives way, and I sink to my knees in the thick, black, scentless liquid. There are no waves, only resistance. I retreat to the shore; my knees tremble, and on my skin remains a film of fine, gleaming dust—the water is not water.

She remained silent while we kept walking until we reached a river, a magical one, for its water glowed an aquamarine color. “What is this? It's my first time seeing a river like this.” Cielo looked up at the moon and the corner of her lips formed a delicate smile. “I think the Moon Goddess was here to take her bath.” “Really?” “Yes, Luna. Once a month when the moon is in full bloom, the Moon Goddess enjoys a cold bath in a river of her choice, and it turns the water magical and glowing for a short period of time.” “Let me wash your hand for you, and your face too. It's still stained with blood,” she said.

The moonlight cast a surreal glow on the pond's surface, and I relished the tranquility of this secret world where I could fully embrace my wolf nature. I swam with a sense of liberation, the frigid water invigorating and exhilarating. Under the silvery moonlight, I reveled in the solitude of the night, the stillness embracing me as I moved through the water. It was a sacred moment, a reminder of the duality of my existence - a mother during the day and a wolf under the tranquil night sky. Emerging from the cold water in my naked form, bathed in the moon's radiant glow, I felt both vulnerable and powerful.

“Look around. Beside you, somewhere close, may be the mate who will walk with you into the future.” The tension in the air was palpable, thick with anticipation and the promise of destiny. Channary could almost feel the Moon’s light touching her skin, casting everything in a pale, silvery glow. She looked around, wondering which face, if any, would be the one she would remember forever.

I can embrace him now. Alqamar hold my hand tighter and intertwined them together. We walked towards the river. I can hear the stream of the river. “Do you feel fine now? You still have to rest Alqamar,” I said worriedly. He should be in his bed now. “I had enough rest yesterday,” he said simply and stared at the river in front. Even it’s dark we can still see the river because of the bright moon from above and when my eyes lifted to the moon above my face turned cold when I saw how bright and full it is! My lips parted and looked at Alqamar. I swallowed hard and immediately took my hands away from him.

THE WIND HOWLED from the sea, bringing the coldness into the air around the houses built along the shore. It echoed in Xurden’s ear as they stood on the roof of one of the abandoned warehouses overlooking the length of white sand. Above the sky, the round moon glowed bright hiding from the thick clouds. A few blocks away from where they were, the party had started early on the rooftop of a five-story building. He could see Yric standing in the corner, even from a distance. The younger guy looked so lost holding a red disposable cup.