You Want The Moon Novels & Stories

Adrian burst into the room, out of breath, looking half-panicked and entirely exhausted. “What? What happened?” he demanded, scanning the room like we were under attack. I glared at him through my tears. “I want to eat the moon.” Adrian blinked. Then exhaled sharply. “The moon?” he repeated, rubbing his temple. “Yes!” I sniffled dramatically. “I was watching a documentary about space, and now I need to eat the moon. It looks so soft, like marshmallows. Why can’t I have it?” Adrian just stared at me.

“On the Full Moon tomorrow night. If there’s no gathering, I guess we can bring some offerings for the Moon Goddess.” “To the spring?” He chuckled. “Now, who believes the tale?” I couldn’t say that my mom actually experienced an encounter with the Moon Goddess, but it wasn’t hard to entertain Elliott. “So, are you coming or not?” I asked him again. “Of course,” he replied. “Hey, don’t you have that homecoming party or something tonight?” “Yes, in fact, I’m currently doing a bad job as a committee,” I grimaced while looking at Olive who already had her arms propped on her waist with eyes glued to my phone.

GRAY The full moon’s in a week. It’s like I can feel it inching closer, looming over me like it imposes some sort of expiration date on my happiness. I’ve never dreaded a full moon before. I still don’t know what this thing is between Fallon and me, but I know want to stretch it out, hold onto it as long as I can. If only there was a way to prolong the moon’s cycle.

"What do you want Julius? Just leave me be." "No, I made a covenant and a deal with the moon goddess. You don't expect that to be broken do you? Why don't you just reciprocate and work together with me. If you listen this wouldn't happen anymore. I want my body, you are me and I am you."

But they were waiting—for me. I drew in a breath, steady and sharp, and raised my voice. “I know you fear her. I do too. But fear is not what will break us. It is what will forge us. Celeste is not stronger than us. She is not stronger than me. She wants us to cower. To doubt. To fall. But I will not let her.” My voice rang, firmer with every word. “I am your Luna. I am your Moonborn. And I

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“Feels like survival.” “Survival is the first step,” he replied. “Control comes next. And we’ll need both before the full moon.” I shivered, not from the cold. The mention of the full moon sent a spike of anticipation through me. It was coming. Soon. And whatever waited in the shadows would test everything I had, everything Rowan and I had. We walked back to the cabin in silence. The bond between us hummed quietly, insistent, untamed, and undeniable. I could feel the pull even in the absence of the shadow, the subtle flare of energy each time our hands brushed, each time our eyes met.

Zero said so Moon's face suddenly brightened. "Do you mean flying a lantern?" Moon asked so Zero suddenly smiled. "Yes! Do you know what time that will start?" Zero asked. "This night, you were too early to run away." Moon said so Zero pout. "Is that so, can you fly lanterns too?" Zero asked, Moon nodded. "Yes, this is my first time flying a lantern so I'm here to buy a lantern." Moon said so Zero's eyes widened. "Me too!" Zero said excitedly so Moon's eyebrow rose.

I really hope that this happiness that we have been blessed with never dims, and I trust the moon goddess to keep us happy and safe forever. The End!

“I want my friend back.” Sincerity shone in his eyes. “That was recorded a few weeks ago. That’s the Moon I know.” He glanced away, shoving his phone back inside his pocket. He held her gaze once more but she saw tears shimmer in his eyes. “I need him to be fixed.” “I’m going to do whatever it takes,” Joy swore. * * * * * Moon snarled, rage a living thing inside his body. He couldn’t think and nothing made sense. Pain, anger, and the urge to explode was all he knew. He threw back his head and howled. He wanted something. No. Someone. A female.