Twisted Moon Studio Novels & Stories

Her laughter was unexpected, and it was unclear to me what prompted her amusement. Her laughter stopped, and she looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ani, you underestimate the depth of your abilities as a Moon Whisperer," she said, her tone filled with confidence. "The moon's presence doesn't solely determine the extent of your powers." Riabhel chimed in, "She's right, my dear. Your connection to the Moon is not limited to its physical appearance in the sky. It runs deeper, you can tap into it regardless of whether the moon is visible or not, so come on, let's try it."

I explained and he smiled as he pats my head and messed up my hair. “Hey stop it I am not a kid” I complained. “But you are” What? “Stop messing around and answer my question Stryker” his forehead creased hearing his last name. “If I won’t miss Montromey” ops. “It is Denyxsa not Montromey” his face is priceless. “Denyxsa?” He sounded like he knows the name. “Yeah” “Blood Moon pack” he uttered. “You know that pack?” He only stared at me.

“We were just placing bets on whether you’d show up hungover.” Andres smirked. “I’m insulted. I’m always functional.” “Not always sober,” muttered Julian, the youngest architect, sipping his espresso. “Touché,” Andres replied. They laughed, ordered drinks, and began discussing the new mixed-use development in Quezon City. Andres listened, contributed, challenged a few ideas, and sketched a quick layout on a napkin that made everyone lean in. “You’re still sharp,” said Mr. Tan, one of the investors. “Even after all the drama.”

He highly doubted she was going to be there tonight, it just wasn’t realistic. Maybe she was going somewhere else but he wasn’t worried about seeing her. The drive drags on as the half full moon continues to move through the sky, taunting him. She was staring at the moon. He was sure of it, she loved the moon and made him grow to appreciate it and its breathtaking beauty. Plus now the wolf that’s now awoken inside him forces him to be drawn to it. But she was his moon. When things were dark there she was shining down on him, casting light over every inch of him.

I cannot help but smile as I connect with Jax through our shared thoughts, knowing that tonight may mark the beginning of a new chapter in my life. “Expanding on the request for assistance, I would greatly appreciate your expertise in ensuring that the training grounds are transformed into a captivating and enchanting space for the Tamsin moon celebration. The Tamsin moon, known for its mystical energy and ability to bring forth new beginnings, is a momentous occasion that calls for meticulous preparation.

Ahmed chuckled patting his back. “By the way. I’m the famous Ahzar...Ahmed Ahzar” he flashed a cute smirk, offering a handshake.. “Ptf…!’’..Naseer rolled his eyes ”I don’t do handshakes” He folded his hands and looked outside…though a part of his lips tugged upwards a bit when Ahmed threw his head back and laughed.. “Naseer Tarun.. ”he said quietly ……. …… CURRENTLY.... Ahmed smiled. Then Naseer relaxed.

They are eyeing me from head to toe again and again. “Inessa, we should walk fast,” Lorenzo whispers. “Anything can happen here. It’s not safe here.” I nod, and we pick up our speed. Molly lives in the deeper part of this area, a two-storied building that is going to collapse any time now. I doubt this building can undergo heavy rain. Winter is about to enter our life. November’s the cloudiest month in Chicago. Sometimes the downpours start and stay for a couple of hours or a day. The most unpredictable month of the time of this city.

Not that I really care, but I am slightly curious. “Selene, of course. The Moon Goddess has it all planned out” Lunaya answered instantly. My anger spiked at hearing the name, the name I had to hear over and over again as I was being tortured. The name of the mystic being responsible for my creation. The fucking Moon Goddess. I curled my lip back and snarled. “You’re fucking nuts, you know that right? I’m not part of this weird ass fantasy you have cooked up in that coo-coo mind of yours” I spat,

Adriano says jerking me from my thoughts. "Truce" I agree, lying to his face. Smiling, I offer him my hand. Sorry Babe I think as I help him up from the floor, I made a deal with the devil and it's your soul that he wants.................. [Song: Black widow - Iggy Azalea feat. Rita Ora]