Tomoe Tsukimichi: Moonlit Fantasy Novels & Stories

Then pulling him and drying him, leading towards the bedroom. The new god, let him lie down, took a cream from a cupboard and spreading his legs, he spread something creamy and cold. Tsuki recoiled with an unexpected gasping cry. - Ice cream. - He cried. - It has to be cold, my Moon. - Said Kurayami. - Healing cream. - He said. After he passed inside it. - Let's spend some time together. - Said Kurayami. - All good. – Said Tsuki, who felt the cream inside him, it was sticky and cold, contracting, he went to talk to the new god.

author pov The Moon Touched and Snow Moon pack's ranking wolves spend every moment that they are not dealing with pack business, helping Katia’s family try to figure out where, on Mount Olympus, Uranus is concealing the island he is keeping her on. Nathan didn’t understand how things worked in that realm. All he knew was that the gods were more distrustful of one another than wolves were of other species. Mount Olympus was magic unto itself and would do as a god asked. It could only be undone if the same god asked it to be undone.

The scarred echo stepped between us. “It will erase Ayame Rivers.” Silence struck harder than the battle. Raiken’s face drained of colour. The child kept holding my hand. “And if I refuse?” The moon darkened. Tsukishima rose higher from the sea. Black towers pushed through the island. Bells rang beneath the ground. Kiyomi’s body lifted against the white tree. Astraya raised the broken Tide Crown. Grandmother shouted something we could not hear. Orochi placed one hand over Kiyomi’s heart.

His wolf was clawing at the surface, trying to tear its way out of his skin. He looked ready to rip my throat out, but the moment my scent hit him, the scent of his mate, he froze. The feral growl died in his throat, replaced by a pained whimper. I didn't waste a second. I channeled every drop of spiritual energy I had, my fingertips glowing with a soft, milky white light. I pressed my palm firmly against his burning chest, right over his frantic heart. "By the Frost of the Moon, Let the Silver Be Strewn," I murmured an ancient spell, sending the cooling waves of healing power into him. "I'm here. Let it go, Lucian."

"What something?" "I don't know yet." "You had an expression…" "I was surprised." "You were more than surprised." He held her gaze steadily. "The column of light," he said. "The direction it went." He paused. "In the old stories, the ones the elders tell about the Moon-touched, there's a specific manifestation. Something that only the most powerful Moon-touched could do." He stopped. "What manifestation?" He looked at her hands. Then at the sky where the light had gone.

Magic swirled around its outside edges waiting for me to step through before closing the doorway. I step through the magical doorway into the room given to me by the beta tanner at the Harmony Moon pack. The urgency in Typhon’s voice confirmed that I was in tremendous trouble with the Gods for assaulting Ares. Typhon’s last words echoes in my mind ‘Stay away until either Selene or I call you back!’

Nana who is just watching them from the back steps out "Please take care of this garden, and this rose" "but---" "Don't worry" she smiled "Lynx and Aeriol, can you make a replica of this?" "Jai!" they said in unison After molding a replica of the rose, they gave it to Nathaniel "As the strongest and most powerful, I want you to protect this replica. Make our enemy believe this is the real one." she paused as she reaches out his hand "You are the greatest warrior and as the Priestess of the moon. I bless you to be part of me as you are part of the sun. You will share my light---"

Dmitri's POV: I hummed softly as I fixed Toma a piece of baked lamb with honey and sugar dripping all over it as a flavoring for it. I looked towards him as I slipped it onto a plate and then placed it in front of him on the counter, rubbing his head. I had baked it with the honey and sugar on it so that it would seep into the lamb's meat and get all throughout it... not just on the surface where he would be able to lick all of it off. He looked it over before licking the surface and started to eat it, moaning in pleasure with every bite. I felt something squirm in my pocket until a little flash of red leapt up onto the counter and started after Toma's lamb. I widened my eyes as I recognized

That's right - Nothing. What does he expect? Nothing. Random touches, broken on the occasion of a holiday or arrival - departure related kiss. And dreams. That's his whole kingdom ... Although, it would be better not to see them at all, than such ... However, having curled up in clean linen and plunging into a slumber, Tom does not mind at all that Kitsune dreams of him again. I wonder how similar her kisses are to what his subconscious painted? Maybe someday he will compare ... who knows.

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.