Upper Moons Wallpaper Novels & Stories

Maybe the gods think I look pretty this way. A gasp escaped me as I turned my neck to get a better view. My fingertips brushed against a beautifully intricate design that adorned my skin. It was a crescent moon, its delicate details awash in an array of enchanting blue shades. Stars, each unique, encircled the moon like constellations painted by a celestial artist. At the edge of the crescent, a pitch-black wolf stood, head thrown back as it howled at the moon. My mate’s initials are written below the mark.

he tells me as he rushes back to his desk for his phone. He takes a photo of my neck and passes his phone to me. I gasp when I see what is on my neck. The mark itself is a watery silver colour, two wolves engulfed in purple flames within the moon. I’ve never seen anything like it before. I hold my neck, thanking the Moon Goddess for yet another gift.

The Moon goddesses temple was a beautiful sight to behold. The temple stood majestically, its weathered stone façade glowing silver in the moonlight. Delicate carvings of crescent moons, stars, and lunar cycles adorned the walls, while intricate marble mosaics depicted the Moon Goddess's gentle power. A grand entrance, flanked by slender columns, led to a serene inner sanctum. Soft, ethereal light filtered through the temple's latticework ceiling, illuminating the central altar, where a glorious statue of the Moon Goddess shone.

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.

"Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

I tell her. She just looks at me incredulously. Not sure how she actually feels on the subject as her face is almost completely blank in shock. I take that as my cue to leave and head towards the front door instead. Inside, the main room is still close to completion but it looks as if they were waiting on me to come and finish it. I am envisioning it with marble floors, light stone walls and, of course the silver lining that we have already started. I want to incorporate the moon in more areas of the room as well so I think that the fountain that I created is going to have the moon in it's various phases surrounding the fountain and in the middle I still would like a witch but I want the wit

As my eyes follow his neck I find our mark sitting there like the most beautiful tattoo with its simplicity. The triple moon sits on our neck, the outlines clean and crisp. Inside the full moon sits two paw darkened paw prints. Three stars connected by thin lines rest above the full moon and waning crescent. Tracing the image I enjoy watching Damon shiver while I whisper, "it's beautiful."

Kira caught it and tucked it behind her ear. As the sun set, all the moons came out one by one. Big ones. Small ones. Red ones. Silver ones. Pink ones. Blue ones. Hundreds of lights scattered across the dark sky like diamonds. Hope pointed up with wonder. “Mama, why are there so many moons? Grandma said there used to be only one.” Luna picked her up and held her close, breathing in her baby scent. Looked at Damian. At Valen. At Elena. At Kira. At all the wolves running free below without chains.

It was a pathetic thought to realize that a werewolf as tough as Tenny would have hurt feelings. “Tenny, do you ever watch this Meal Network channel?” His question was followed by silence. He imagined that Tenny was trying to figure out where this conversation was headed with such a drastic change of conversation. “Uh, sometimes…” Tenny sounded puzzled. “Who is this tiny little blonde woman on here?” Santiago asked as he watched her adjust an apron around her waist and then smooth her hands down her abdomen and upper legs to press out the wrinkles. He was actually getting turned on while watching a cooking show. Perhaps he was the pathetic one and not Tenny.

A stirring of something ancient and primal. The full moon was rising, and I could feel its power calling to me. I was a werewolf, and I had done something. Something terrible. But what? As the moon rose higher in the sky, I felt my body begin to change. My senses grew sharper, my muscles stronger. And then, everything went black again. When I came to, I was standing in the middle of a forest, surrounded by trees that seemed to stretch up to the sky. The moon was still rising, casting a silver glow over everything.