When The Moon Hides Her Crown Novels & Stories

There was a lining of pride in her undertone. “On this day, the day of the third lunar Circle.” She continued strongly. I felt goosebumps, accompanied by chills, reign all over my body and I believed it was the same for everyone. My mum’s hand rose high into the air towards Cayden’s head.. and then above it. The moment was magical. The Crown glistened as she lowered it down toward his head now. She smiled. “I crown you, KING OF THE CANINE REIGNS…” She placed the crown on his head… and then vehement cheerful shouts shot into the air and consumed the silence.

The fog grows higher and thicker as the view of it dissipates. Raising my hand, I release the fabric, and it whips away with the wind toward Golden Summit. It won’t make it there, that would be impossible. Yet, the fabric is quickly taken and soon the gold shimmer disappears. I let out a deep, shaky breath and looked up at the dark sky. Not a single star is shining, and even the moon is hidden. “Why are you doing this to me!” I yell, waiting for a response that will never come. Even the moon goddess is ashamed of the events that transpired tonight. Although she still allowed them to happen knowing full well what was coming.

Our blood mingled as he joined our hands and wrapped them in white cloth soaked in moon water. “In the union of blood, strength is multiplied. In the presence of the Moon, let no one tear this bond asunder.” He unwrapped the cloth slowly, revealing our hands—still joined, the blood drying between our palms, sealing what fate had already decided. Then he lifted the crown. But he didn’t place it yet. He turned toward the crowd. “Today, we witness the crowning of the one who stood against death itself. Who fought darkness with fire. Who became more than warrior, more than mate. Today, she becomes Queen.”

After happily waving my Dad good bye, I walked into the school building, pausing when someone cut in front of me. Surprise flickers across Izzie’s face as she takes in my new dilemma. “Looks like the moon goddess does grant wishes, I asked her to take my enemies' ability to walk.” She clasped her hands together, looking up into the sky as she said this. Her empty headed friends laughed along with her statement. “You might want to be more precise next time because you still have to carry my things.” I pushed my backpack forward, watching as her smile slowly vanished and was replaced by a death stare.

And then… the power came. It started in my legs, the heat rose through my legs like a liquid light, enveloping my spine and filling my chest. I could barely breathe. not because of the pain, but because of its immensity. My skin began to glow, a silver glow that bloomed. I wasn't just crowned. They claimed me. Sarah's voice sounded loud and steady through the woods. Near the moon and the shadow, near the earth and the sky - I crown you, Moon. Not for a group, but for all those who seek refuge under the protection of the moon. "

Instead, Everyone felt connected. The moonstone was not recognized as a queen, but as a guardian. A warm breeze swept through the valley. Far above them, the restored Blood Moon shone even beneath the daylight, its silver-red light wrapping gently around the crown. The wolves erupted into cheers. “Long live the High Luna!” Long live Aria!”Long live Shadowfang!” Kael stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers. He smiled with a mixture of pride and love. “I think it’s beautiful.” Aria laughed softly. “The crown?” He shook his head. “The woman wearing it.” A faint blush colored her cheeks. “You always know what to say.” I’ve had a lot of practice.”

Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center. My breathing stopped. I had sketched that design when I was fifteen, in the corner of my old sketchbook. The day Ryan confessed to me, he had pointed at that drawing, his voice shaking. “Jane, one day when I have money, I’ll make this for you. “Stars always stay beside the moon. “Just like I’ll never break my promise to you.” Now he had finally made it. He just put it on someone else. On screen, Wendy touched the pendant at her collarbone and smiled shyly.

Sad. "I am the one who began this," she says. "I am the Moon Queen. And I am the reason my descendants must die." The hole begins to close. The stars fade. The voice grows distant. "Find the Crown of Broken Moons," she whispers. "Before the hunters find her again. Find it, or watch your mate become the death of everything you love." The hole seals. I am alone in a room of rot and feathers. I stand. My legs shake. My hands shake. Everything shakes.

Stopping just inches above her head. The Moon Goddess spoke one final sentence before the light fell silent. "Only the one who refuses the crown is worthy to wear it."

"How can we ensure that our journey remains hidden, moon goddess? It is crucial that no one knows we are still alive until we have fully unlocked our powers." The moon goddess's eyes gleamed with understanding. "Discretion is important," she responded. "Trust in the strength of your connection, but be cautious in revealing your true selves to others. Maintain a low profile, blending into the shadows as you progress. This will safeguard your mission until the time is right to reveal yourselves." Megan and I understood the moon goddess's instructions completely, realizing how crucial it was to keep our actions and progress a secret. We shared a strong determination and made a promise to speed