Upper Moons Memes Novels & Stories

"I believe we will be able to count with one more pack. And they are very powerful." "Whose pack?" "The son of the Moon."

“I will not adopt that plastic thing. What's up with plastic pum-pum and plastic pem-pem these days? When did the moon goddess become a mannequin?” (Pum-pum - pussy; pem-pem - cock). Nickering like a horse, Zeus’ entire body trembled with repulsion. As much as Raina was fussing, she knew what she was doing. She planned to get my head fucked up. Why would she be playing dollhouse when she can have the real life?

My Alpha mate, Kane, finally reached out through the mind-link after three days of me not showing up at his door to make a scene. His voice cut into my head, carrying a rare trace of satisfaction. "Looks like you finally understand that the rules of the Blackwood Pack aren't just for show. Since you've learned your lesson, I'll give you the pass to the healing springs. And stop making a fuss over every little thing where Selena's concerned." I didn't answer. Just looked down at the bloodstains still dried between my thighs. Kane probably thought I'd finally learned to obey. Learned to bow my head to him and Selena. No one believed that I, as Luna, had to apply to Beta Selena just to use the

“I know, and I am sure you have heard the rumors too, but no, those two aren’t dating, aren’t married, and no, she isn’t his sex slave.” Josey wasn’t laughing about them, but did find the rumor about her being his sex slave a new one to ask Mara jokingly about. “Oh, one more thing, under no circumstance, are you to work late on a full moon and you must have your phone on at all times during that evening. Tarrin has a superstition about the moon or something, he says workers get lazy towards the night and he doesn’t want to pay people who don’t work. I find it ridiculous, but he’s the boss.”

The twins decided to draw some fruits, Alice drew the sea and I drew Sophie. “aahhhhh, look how pretty I am” Sophie laughed sweetly. “of course” I smiled to myself. I drew Sophie howling towards the moon with glistening white and light blue fur reflecting the night sky. I have decided to draw this theme and represent Sophie in this way as we are assassins who work in the shadows and the best places is the dark so night time is the best time of the day furthermore, Sophie loves to come out to run when it is the full moon.

He reached over slapping her so hard on her back she lurched forward nearly falling off the barstool. "Naaate! Cool it!" Jenna gave him a sharp look. It took all Ulaya could do to keep from falling out on the floor in fits of laughter at how Jenna kept Nate in line. "And about the girl that had four mates. Yes that is a true story Luna. The moon goddess does this because some people require more than one mate to make them happy....and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. Now I'm gonna switch up gears here Luna an-- Ulaya broke her off.

The Moon Festival was never meant for people like me. All around the clearing, wolves danced and laughed, their faces painted with silver crescents, clothes glowing with threads woven under moonlight. Lanterns floated overhead, their warm gold light casting shifting shadows on the stones below. The ancient pines swayed, whispering old prayers to the Moon Goddess. I stood at the edge of it all, half-hidden beneath the gnarled limbs of a hollow pine. My hands were clenched inside the sleeves of my simple robe—undyed, unadorned. I wasn’t dressed to be seen.

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His queen for the rest of their lives. She heard a knock on the door and saw it was her friend, Lucy. “Hey girl”, she said as she hugged her. They walked into the living room and sat on the couch. “Newly engaged alpha queen!!” Lucy said, hailing Beatrice. Beatrice laughed. “Stop it. We aren't even married yet. We need to spend our full moon together as a rite of passage.” Lucy chucked. “You guys have spent the full moon together before. He was your ex, remember? That should count for something.

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.