What Does Isn't The Moon Lovely Mean の小説・ストーリー

“Alpha… Aria’s first heat. It’s tonight. The full moon.” Logan froze, his gaze shooting to the vast, round moon outside the window. A cold sweat broke out on his back. He roared, “Stop this plane!”

Besides, I was curious—Leo had a playful look on his face. The maid took Oliver and I followed Leo up the stairs and out to a private terrace. The night air was cool and fresh. “Look up at the moon,” Leo said. I looked up and was suddenly filled with a strange feeling. I’d seen the moon a thousand times before, but it had never looked quite like this. It seemed larger, fuller, and shinier. “It’s beautiful,” I whispered. Leo chuckled. “The wolf in you has a special bond with the moon,” he explained. “Just as you and I have a special bond, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.” He cupped my chin, and before I could stop him, he pressed his lips against mine.

The moon hung low and luminous, casting silver light across the water. The sand felt cool beneath our feet. The world felt reduced to essentials. Ocean. Sky. Us. Then, faintly. Another chime. I exhaled. “Of course.” Gloss smiled knowingly. “Vacation mission?” “Yes.” The voice returned, playful and warm. Mission: Kiss under moonlight. Gloss looked at me, eyes bright. “Well.” “This is unnecessary.” “It is thematic.” “I do not require prompts.” “You did once.” “That was different.” He stepped closer, close enough that moonlight caught the edges of his face.

"What does it mean?" "The moon."

"No, I'm happy. I was just thinking how beautiful the moon looked tonight." END OF VOLUME ONE

I said laughing. “Sure.” Aman said laughing back along with everyone. “When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in the sky of the silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it –delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel. It may not be very useful but it is beautiful. And sometimes it is enough.” I said smiling looking at the Moon. “Wow! Every time after hearing you say these quotes I want to read them too. But the way you say them feeling the emotion actually makes them more beautiful.” Sushant said smiling.

Their fragrant essence was blending with the cold night breeze and it was a breath of relief even just for a bit. Aside from those aesthetic flowers is also the majestic full phase of the moon beside the veil-like layer of cirrostratus clouds, sneaking a look from them under. Always, she's too breathtaking; especially when she's full and so bright. Blythe adores the breathtaking Luna so much because of the strings that are somehow making her feel connected with it. Well, since her childhood Luna used to be there whenever there was an episode of misfortune in her life... just as right now.

She tilted her head, wanting to look behind Elliot, Elliot moved half a step, blocking her view: “I think the moon is really beautiful today.” He said that Ashley also raised her head to look at the moon. Elliot pursed his lips, looking at her side face, “Right? Is it beautiful?” “Uhm.” It was fine, it wasn’t a full moon, just a crescent moon, or was it because her eyes were used to seeing ugly things and couldn’t discover the beauty of life?

“What is it?” Lilly looked at her mother. “It’s called the Moon Rose, legends say that it is the favorite flower of the Moon Goddess to find one means that you and your pack have been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself,” her mother replied. Lilly's eyes widened in awe as she looked at the delicate white rose. Its petals seemed to glow softly in the moonlight, unlike any flower she had ever seen before. "The Moon Goddess's blessing?" Lilly whispered, her fingers hovering near the petals but not quite touching them. "But why now? Why here?"

I deepen the kiss, wanting to pour out all of my love for this woman in my arms. When we break to come up for air, I whisper against her lips. “I love you, my moon.” “I love you too.”