You Are My Eternal Moon Novels & Stories

“Loving you is like gazing at the moon, no matter what I do, I can’t find the blue without you I can’t find any reason to unlove you however, I have no courage to confess for I can’t reach you. We’re living in different universe What makes you beautiful that made me write several verse? I do want to reach you but no matter what I do, I’d rather stay quiet and watch you like how I watch the moon than to tell you that darkness is within me for I can’t have you, my moon.” “Whoah!” I looked outside when Ethan suddenly screamed while clapping his hands, I laughed a little.

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

"Why should I care who Astrophel likes? He hardly ever likes anyone any one anyway and hates it if anyone is perceived to be better than he is. So, what do I care what he thinks, as long as Moon's Call has eyes for me?" "Well, Moon’s Call doesn't strike me as one who has eyes for a mate and I believe that your father has mentioned so one too many a time. He has tried severally to have him mate with one of the maidens in the village but the man has remained strongly adamant," Stella replied.

It had the sign of the moon on it too. "This, is the sword of Artemis, it will be your cloud in the day and fire in the night. It will be your guild. Accept this gift from the goddess of the moon." Myra bowed placing the sword in her hands. Kendrick hesitated taking it at first, but changed his mind as his took it carefully from her hands. He held it in his hands and the moon symbol on the handle of the sword glowed brightly, and so did the moon on Myra's forehead.

His entire form convulsed, cracks of golden light bursting through his darkness. He screamed in a raw, terrifying sound that rippled across realms. “You cannot destroy me!” he shrieked. “Darkness is eternal! I have built an empire for myself and, a realm. This is my world, not yours!" The Moon Goddess stepped forward, each stride shaking the ground. “Darkness may be eternal, but you are not.” And with a whisper: “Be undone.” The moonlight flared, exploding outward. It tore through the darkness, shredded the shadows,

I whispered to the creature again. This time— it answered differently. “I was the first thing the divided moon touched.” The chamber went still. The divided moon. Again. The creature stepped closer. “And your bloodline was created to imprison what remained of me.” My breathing became uneven. Created. Not born. No . (Flashback) A black sky splitting open. A silver moon cracking apart violently. Darkness falling from it like liquid shadow. Ancient wolves screaming. Then women marked with silver symbols standing in a circle.

He believed that death would mark the beginning of our reunion. But I had already offered my prayers to the Moon Goddess long ago. For all eternity, through every cycle of life and rebirth, I would never meet him again.

Her voice filled the dungeon, echoing through the stone. **“Mia. Do not wield your power against the Luna chosen beneath the moon. You defy not her, but me.”** The Moon Goddess. Her presence poured into the chamber, radiance against the dark. My lungs burned, but for a heartbeat, I felt peace—her peace—touch my soul.

Just like me. But it’s not the truth of what he is that rattles me most. It’s what he said: Finding me tonight. Because tonight, there’ll be a full moon.

Eternal. Unbreakable — unless rejected. And rejection came with a price. “I don’t understand what’s happening,” Liam said again, quieter now. “Why do I feel… this?” I stepped forward, keeping my voice steady. “It’s the mate bond. You were chosen.” He blinked. “By who?” I stared at him for a long moment. “By the moon.” He flinched like I’d struck him.