Till The End Of The Moon Novel Novels & Stories

No torn flesh, no blood, not even a scratch. I reach for my phone on the nightstand. The illuminated screen shows a date three months before the Luna Festival. Three months before the mutant outbreak. Three months before my husband left me to die. How is this possible? I stare at the numbers until they blur. The Moon Goddess hasn't merely given me a premonition. She has sent me back. My mind races, searching for why today of all days. Then it hits me like a lightning bolt. Today is the day the first infected patient is brought into our medical wing.

It is my hope that they will come alive in your minds and find a place in your hearts. As you embark on this adventure of love, loyalty, and the allure of the moonlit nights, I want to express my deepest gratitude for your support. Your encouragement and feedback have been instrumental in my growth as a storyteller, and it is your unwavering support that has brought this novel to fruition. So, without further ado, dear readers, turn the page, step into the world of "Moonbound ES," and let your imagination take flight as we venture into a realm where the extraordinary meets the ordinary, and love knows no bounds.

CHAPTER 15. The Warning. The tension that filled us at that moment was utterly unbelievable. As Kaiden and I stood behind the abandoned warehouse, we couldn't help but wonder about what had gone wrong. Even though the moonlight shone upon us, I was still worried that it wasn't enough to illuminate my dark life, and give me all the hope that I desired. Now, I am scared of the worst. I was scared that the conversation that we had about Thane was about to destroy me. I didn't know how possible it was, but I found it really absurd.

"You see, Kaima, the Moon needs more than just 'Emotion' now. It needs 'Conclusion.' The energy released when a soul is permanently deleted is enough to power the Lunar City for a decade." He sat down and crossed his legs. "We’re not just making a show anymore. We’re harvesting the 'End.' And the Shareholders love an ending. They love to watch the lights go out." An Adjuster stepped forward. He wasn't holding a camera. He was holding a long, jagged blade made of red glass. He walked toward Rowan, the blade humming with a low, deadly frequency. "No," I whispered. I looked at the pencil in my hand. I remembered what the Author said. *You don't have to write a world. You just have to write the

I took a long and shakily drawn-out breath and whispered back to him, “I know”. At the very moment the words left my mouth, my heart split in two. ---------------------------------------------------- Authors Note. Welcome back to The Moon Series. Thank you for your patience. I am working on multiple projects at the same time, but I will try to keep Twin Moon as my main priority. This section of the story will be vastly different from the happiness and sweetness that Part 1 gave you. But I hope that you stick with it through to the end. Remember to comment your thoughts and feelings along the way. I love reading your feedback.

Like evidence that something had tried. She forced her hands to stop shaking. She recited the rules. Tonight a stranger would touch her. Would kiss her. Would bind his blood to hers through a ritual she’d spent three days trying to understand and still couldn’t fully predict. Nobody had documented what a blood tether did to someone like her. Nobody had documented what she was for two hundred years. The drums started an hour before sunset. A deep, rhythmic pulse that moved through the fortress’s stone floors and up through the soles of her feet. Elara returned to collect her. Her face was paler than it had been.

When he didn’t continue, she frowned. “Are you going to explain that or am I supposed to figure it out myself?” Kael rubbed the back of his neck. For some reason discussing Hollowfangs was easier than this conversation. “Mates are…” He paused. Nova smirked. “Wow. This is actually making you uncomfortable.” “It isn’t.” “It is.” “It isn’t.” “It really is.” Kael shot her a look. Unfortunately, she was smiling now. The traitor. Finally, he sighed. “Mates are two people connected by the Moon.”

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

He leaned very close, his warm breath brushing against my ear, sending a slight tickle through me. I turned my head, meeting his deep gaze. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, freezing everything into eternity. “Happy Winter Solstice Festival, Xaibe.” He leaned in close to my ear, murmuring softly, “On the next full moon night, let us go to the Moon Goddess to mark our bond.” Outside the window, the aurora continued its dance across the night sky, its brilliant colors reflecting upon my face and onto Xaibe's face. Catching each other's scent, we held one another in a tight embrace.

I'm sorry, Maggie. [I'll vanish from your world for good.] [And I'll always say a prayer for you to the Moon Goddess. Wishing you all the happiness.] I glanced at Damon, who waited with bated breath. My voice was a gentle whisper. "I'll be your Luna, my dear Damon." At that moment, I stepped into the brand-new life that awaited me.