Walk Two Moons Novels & Stories

She spoke with reasoning and elegancy, as well as the moon sign on her forehead. "If you are truly sent by the moon goddess," He stares at her, studying her, but it was hard to read her mind because her face was blank. "Then Can you tell me why the moon goddess has forsaken us?." There is slight anger in his tune that its almost impossible to notice how furious he was inside. Myra felt deeply hurt that her people thought she had forsaken them. If only thy knew. "She didn't..." She tries explaining but is cut off by another question from Kendrick through grited teeth.

Soon, the girl was brought into the courtroom. Mom’s face was twisted with rage. “You little brat! Didn’t I tell you to stay hidden?” The girl blinked innocently. “Mom, my bank card was frozen, and you didn’t answer my calls. I wanted to go to the bar, so I had to find my own money in the basement.” Upon investigation, the trial team discovered this girl was my twin sister! Even more shocking was that my mom actually had two uteruses. Children born from two uteruses are extremely similar in every way.

“Every step of the way.” Hope crashed into them both, crying and laughing at once. “Mama! Your moon is brighter now!” Luna looked up. Her own small moon in the sky pulsed brighter than before. Not because she was a goddess. Because she’d chosen light in darkness and come home. The second year of Many Moons was easier. Not easy. Easier. Wolves still argued. Still failed. Still chose darkness sometimes. But now they had examples. Valen’s garden. Elena’s school. Kira’s scar lessons. The Void’s growing sky.

I watched her relax and felt a pulse of gratefulness through our bond and all of a sudden whatever I had said was completely worth it. "Thank you, Jasp..." She whispered. Great Mother Moon Goddess her voice was like heaven to my ears. It was the finest melody that had been fine tuned to reach my heart and squeeze. I watched her giggle and noticed that she had been trifling in my mind a second ago. I smiled and began walking closer, "The things you do to me." I say, and she repeats what I said back to me, but with a sultry tone, "The things you do to me~" I stopped dead in my tracks and clenched my fists, if she didn't stop talking like that we would have problems. Big, hard, aching problems.

Maya had clawed too hard for that one room to lose it over twenty minutes of being sensible. The moon was too big. That was the first weird thing. Big and low and way too bright, like somebody turned the brightness all the way up on the sky and walked off. It came down through the trees in white patches. Made everything look like it was moving even though there was no wind. Rain had just stopped. Everything dripped. The path was mud and wet leaves and her sneakers were soaked through inside a minute. She walked fast. Head down. Phone out, flashlight on, the little circle bouncing in front of her feet.

He took a deep breath and sighed. "Desiree, one thing the Bloods never tell Moons is that our territory was scorched beyond recognition before we heard of the Moon lands and decided to take it over so we could survive. I had breathed ash air for fifteen years before we came to conquer this place. The richness of the lands and cleanliness of the air was what made the Bloods determined to win the pack war," he said and kept silent. He had passed his message and made his point. We sat on the bench, apart from each other, and admired the scenery quietly. After an hour, Adam got up, said goodbye, and left. I wanted to visit my mother, and a part of me had come to that park hoping she might come t

Cilyna's mother began. The full moon's silvery glow shines down as a spot light on a pure white wolf with golden eyes that glowed with the magic of the moon goddess. She leaned down to get a drink from the cold steam and suddenly noticed a pair of eyes standing behind her in the reflection from the water. The white wolf eases closer and she slowly turns to face this beautiful creature hoping for the best. The golden eyes piercing glare lasted only a moment before the wolf started growling. The girl resembed the moon goddess that cursed her and the girl's face sent the beast into a frenzy.

I had no idea where to find him, so I stood outside the prison gates where Trevis had been incarcerated for years. That day, many inmates were released after serving their sentences, but I never saw the person I longed to see. As night fell, I left. The years of longing and unexpressed emotions had almost driven me crazy. So, I began to write, using my few memories to document our story. I titled it "Whispers Across the Moon." It was published in my senior year. The story of a young girl's innocent and unrequited love moved countless readers to tears and touched many hearts.

“Scout's honor. I just… I need a few minutes to process everything that's happened.” It took extracting about fifty promises that I would call for them if I needed anything, but they finally left. As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, instinctively reaching for that meditative state I somehow knew I needed to access. The transition was instant — one second I was lying in my bed, the next I was standing in what looked like the most perfect midnight clearing I'd ever seen. A full moon hung impossibly large overhead, bathing everything in silvery light.

Bella I feel like a lost child seeking help, but there's no one out there who could possibly save me. The world looks scarier than it was before, and I see nothing except its dark side. These aren’t just thoughts; they’re my reality. I'm afraid, not only because of Alex's absence but because my baby, who did nothing wrong, might end up living without a father. As I was walking across the silent road, I suddenly lost my balance. I tried to keep myself standing, but I didn’t have the energy. Just when I felt like I was going to completely fall, I suddenly felt the warmth of someone's arms catching me, and then everything went blurry.