The Moonlit Princess Novels & Stories

With the knowing looks they passed, Emma knew the Elders knew something and might not be willing to share so easily so she pleaded. "Please, I just want to make sense of it." "There's only one explanation Emma." Eunice, one of the council members answered. "The Moon Goddess. A long time ago, it was prophesied that a human with the soul of a shifter will take on the burdens of the pack and once a while, in the face of extreme danger, she would shift to protect those she holds dear. A curse and a gift, if you ask me."

growls James in response. Princess. The title sounds foul on his tongue. I look into the endless sky as we ride into the valley. If the stories are true, the Moon herself is a prisoner—sentenced by the Sun, and shackled by Night. We are not so different, you and I.I send the thought to her on the winds that whip my hair and stir the trees. Give me strength. Give me courage. Let me prevail. And then, there is no more time for prayers.

A collective gasp of shock from the crowd has me chuckling, making me stop my footsteps as the moon light above illuminates me. “I am Crystallin Thorn, the Lost Princess protected by Morai, Goddess of destiny, and daughter of King Spirit and Goddess Luna.” My voice carries around the room, over the silent crowd. Declaring my true heritage brings the power of a royal to my blood and with a smile I pull out the moonstone necklace from inside my gown and put it on, the orb glowing.

I don't care if you both are destined to be together, you won't have anything to do with her, " the woman said, leaving the room. "I am Finn Nightshade, Alpha of Moonfield Pack. '' my handsome saviour introduced himself, stretching out his hands for a handshake. I was certain that I knew about this Pack, it was rumoured to be the most powerful and peaceful pack. "I am Elara Anderson, " I said. "Of which pack?" I heard Finn ask. "I am from the Shadowfang pack, " I said. "So you have a pack but why do you smell like a rogue? " he asked.

Rune demanded as he reached for his hair to find strands being cut. “No one calls a Kinsley a runt.” I snorted. Everyone looked at Albert and Agustín for answers. Léonel was the only one who looked terrified when I said Kinsley. As the only wolf in the band, I’d expect him to know my family name. I’d give the rest a pass for being unaware. “Gentleman and Rhapsody,” Albert smiled while Rhapsody scoffed. “May I present Hana Kinsley… the Bloodmoon Princess.”

She walked out of the garden leaving the princess alone. Princess Ana Mae heaved a deep sigh and enjoyed the smell of flowers in the air. She stood up from the bench and spread her arms as if trying to feel the fresh ambiance around her. And when she closed her eyes, Prince Zion who's hiding from one of the flowers stared at her. He was mesmerized by the princess's beauty. Especially when the moonlight touches her fair white skin and golden hair. The princess smiled and that made Prince Zion's heart go wild. It feels like he's in the middle of a race. He wasn't able to explain what he's feeling right now, but one thing is for sure. He's seeing a beautiful Goddess right infront of him!

A curse from the moon. Once upon a time, she was the most beautiful in the land. The princess was rude and very cruel, looking down on the town elves. Then one night, the moon goddess decided to put a curse on to her. When she's exposed to the moonlight her appearance would change into a hideous gobli n and so does staying in her room. That's when she leaves the palace at night, she wore a cloak and she's all covered up. "I've seen the lost boy showed the lady the blue fireflies. They seemed to be having fun, your highness."

He smiled gently and said, "Meeting coincidentally, why not join me at the Moonlit Hall?" The Moonlit Hall was the largest tavern in the Capital, a place to enjoy the moonlit breeze and breathtaking scenery. Countless people wanted to visit, but spending a fortune wouldn't guarantee a seat. The Ninth Princess looked towards Emma, aware that whatever Emma said, Draco would hear. Immediately, she forgot her recent displeasure, rushing to embrace Emma's arm and pleading, "Let's go! Let's go!" She spoke while gazing at Emma with eyes as clear as glass, her golden earrings and pearl necklace swaying, her golden bracelets on her wrists chiming softly, creating a pleasant sound.

I say, knowing, deep inside me that GoldMoon, like Dominic and Tialha, is worthy of seeing Lucero. GoldMoon turns to look at me again, and I swear she’s smiling. “You are a very intelligent woman, Princess.” And with that, she disappears into the forest.

My Princess threw her head back, her eyes closed tightly, her lips curved, and her mouth open as she laughed. The wind blew her hair back, and the moon shined down on her. It was ethereal and I was mesmerized. Adea was beautiful and I was under her spell. At this moment, carefree, happy, and mine. Right now, she was the most beautiful I’d ever seen her. The stars twinkled in the sky, and the moon smiled smugly down on us but I ignored it. Adea was mine, all mine.