Urban Legend Of La Llorona Novels & Stories

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

Adrian's POV “What the fuck are you kneeling and howling on the floor for?” Lyla questioned as she walked past me and went to where Lola was lying still. “Lola, these people are calling you dead but I know you're not. So what, if your skin has lost all colors? It doesn't matter, right? You're Lola Ashton, the moon wolf. Girl, you survived worse and they dare to think this will unalive you. Stupid people, right?” Lyla continued conversing with her like she was still very much alive.

he looked uneasy “They talk easily when they think they will die a long painful death plus you know they can’t lie, my guess is there are very few of them left.” “Well” I snapped “What did it say?” “They are hunting for a specific Luna, apparently an old prophecy has declared that the only way to save the dying race is to procreate with this Luna, combining both species, a weird wolf Fae hybrid” he shudders at the thought. “You think it was the Fae that took her the first time?” I looked at him furrowing my brow “Then did she escape from them or did they let her go?” Thoughts of what they may have done to her flooded my head, all the marks on her body were making some sense.

Every werewolf pack in the Lew-Longdon region was after her. "Rongue aims to destroy the moon's prophecy, weaken the Lycans' pack, and then destroy NorthWulf." Rondolf nodded. "Are you teaching me?" asked Rondolf fiercely. "I am older than you, Nath." "I was just reminding you, in case you forgot." Nath made small talk. "Perhaps you were too happy that you finally found the beautiful Luna." Rondolf looked at Rula's worried face. Rondolf had deliberately not told Rula about how the world was out there in the Lew-Longdon region. Rula only knew a few stories about the lives of the werewolves, maybe only 20 percent.

To treat me like something less and use my body anytime he wanted. So no, I didn’t believe in bonds. I didn’t believe in fate. Especially not with someone like Ronan. By the time we were called back, the sun had dipped below the horizon. Blue flame torches lit the way to the awakening ground a large stone circle etched with runes that glowed faintly under the moonlight. Students stood in lines, dressed in clean uniforms, eyes sharp with nerves and quiet excitement..I kept to the back. The instructors stood at the edge, clipboards in hand. Mistress Kyenna scanned the crowd once before beginning the roll call.

“I died… They pierced me. They burned me up…” Memories rushed back into me like a tidal wave, the mating ceremony, how I was betrayed, how Kimberly smirked when thrusting a blade into my chest, how Alaric mocked me, how I heard helpless screams of my parents being murdered in front of my eyes. The wolfsbane sting. The burning flames. The prayer that I spoke to the Moon Goddess in my dying prayer. I gouged my nails into my scalp as stinging agony slit through my head. I was screaming, drawing into a ball with my hands pressed to my head as each broken moment was replaying in the most vivid detail--each one worse than the other.

CHAPTER 49 INFINITE Island of LUAHU Cloudy Evening, 26℃ Day: Tuesday Time: Infinite America was once again standing on the west part of LUAHU and she has been staring into the horizon for quite some time now. She has been filled with so many thoughts in her head and at night she thinks of how to get away from all her nightmares and her heartbreak. She has been on that cliff for a while thinking about how to solve the entire mystery and curse by herself when she doesn’t even know where to start.

Jason felt from the start that this was a rash move on our part. Lugar for the last twenty years almost did not make itself felt, there were rare cases, but the werewolves scattered around the world did their job. And not only them. An unusual wolf demon, an enemy of his own kind, played no small role in the extermination. Legends about him spread across all continents. And only for me, for a girl who grew up on the stories of her mother about his heroism, I perceive the amazing lugar as a fiction, a fairy-tale character who was specially invented to further intimidate the enemy. In the modern world of technology, the Internet and glass skyscrapers, we are wolves hiding our existence, for pe

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

I watched, paralyzed with rage and horror, as he plunged a knife into her flesh, carving words into her skin. Her screams filled the hall, drowning out every other sound, driving a dagger straight into my heart. I wanted to rip Cole limb from limb. I wanted him to feel every ounce of pain he had caused her. When he finally stepped back, blood dripped down Iris's arms and legs. I forced myself to read the words carved into her: Rogue Luna. Tenebrosi Luna. Cole began shouting something to the Moon Goddess—something about power and control—but I couldn’t hear him.