Twice In A Blue Moon Novels & Stories

I look out the window looking at the skies and the star, and I think of the huge mess the moon goodness put me in, “Moon goddess is this how you pair your mates, evil people to exploit the good, then never let me be paired with anyone else again, let me be alone and die alone, being alone would be better than this pain.” I walk towards my room and cry myself to sleep, I will never trust another woman again.

But I thought it meant my twins. “Where the moon is three, two will come” he said again, just as gently. I replayed that damn thing in my head a thousand times already, trying to figure out every possibility. I have gone over everything I possibly could. This however, never crossed my mind. They said it wasn’t possible. But now, I don’t know. Maybe this is it, it’s not about two babies, but two sisters. It’s about two Goddesses. “Two Triple Goddesses” I said out loud.

BLUE MOON PROLOGUE " Wake up. You are gonna be late. " My aunt Sarah said, sitting on my bed and pulling at my blanket. "Rise and shine," she said, smiling brightly. "Time to get ready for the day!" Aunt Sarah has been my guardian since mom and dad died in an accident . She has been taking care of me since then and has always been there to give a helping hand and motivate me to get up and seize the day. She constantly encourages me to do my best and reminds me to never give up, no matter how hard life may seem. She is in her thirties and the coolest person in the world.

Pete replied kissing Kyana's temple. "Huh?" "The phenomenon that happens once in every one hundred and fifty years. The moon will be blue instead of the usual white. The stars will align together and the time along with the date and day will be the same as-" Pete was cut of by Amy who completed his sentence, "-The day the moon goddess was born on earth." Pete smiled at her and nodded. "So that means we would be able to see her?" Kyana asked with eyes shining in excitement.

“The Blue Moon Ball is an event. Like a party for all the packs to get together and find fated mates.” “A party?” He questioned. “Oh yeah.” Luke kicks back. “It’s a blast. You dance, get drunk and if you’re lucky, catch a little tail. It’s fun.” “It’s thousands of people Luke. I don’t think we want that.” I reject. Lucius shakes his head no. Jayson whines. “Awe! A blue moon party in the village would have been so cool.” “It would be a rocking party." Luke crosses his arm. “I could bring the tunes. I have a great Playlist.”

‎ ‎Aaron leaned forward conspiratorially, "The Blue Moon happens every three years. It's one of the oldest traditions around here." ‎ ‎"It's supposed to be connected to werewolf mates," Ivy explained. "Old legends say the moonlight is strongest that night that it pulls fated mates towards each other. Couples spend the evening together, families gather, and people usually attend the festival before going somewhere nice to watch the moon." ‎ ‎"Usually somewhere romantic," Aaron added. ‎ ‎Liam rolled his eyes, "Isn't that just Valentine's, but with the moon involved?" he internally couldn't help but feel like this was something a lazy author would come up with.

I would never let any wound remain upon your body that does not belong to me'! That wound wasn't his because she had it of her own volition. She remained unconscious and he wrapped his arms around her. He watched the full moon that was clearly exposed in front of the window. He smiled and declared, 'Blue-Moon began today. You have to marry me in the meantime! The Blue Moon was regarded as one of the darkest and evil nights. Between these two weeks, the moon was to slowly change into blue. The moon was supposed to go totally blue last night. That blue moon only the spirits and ghosts or the humans that belong to them could see.

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

We used to be so fucking close, but after the war, these five years had seemed different like a strain in both our lives. “We are still getting those non-stopping threat messages from unknown. Are you sure we aren’t supposed to look into this?” He raised a brow. “We will, but it’s the blue moon tonight, if anything, I don’t want to be working,” The blue-moon tale has been passed down from generation to another, it comes out just once a year, and whomever appears under the blue moon are bound to be couples. “Yeah, right.” He shrugged, “I better be shoveling beer down my throat. You?”

Then her fingers crunched a piece of wood. Liam felt his heart rate increase. He felt his blood freeze. He saw Lily’s bright blue eyes, shiny with tears, jump up to meet his. She inhaled sharply, and in that small moment, time froze. All Liam could see was her. Her hair. Her skin. Her eyes, those beautiful eyes. He reached out to touch her, for what he refused to believe was the last time. But then, it was.