Moon Sword Novels & Stories

Luna, in turn, regaled them with cosmic anecdotes, weaving a tapestry of celestial wonders that captivated the Blackmoon audience. As the night deepened, the moon cast its silvery glow over the Blackmoon landscape. Luna, surrounded by the warmth of newfound friends, felt a sense of cosmic kinship that transcended the boundaries of realms. The Blackmoon enclave, once veiled in shadows, now stood as a testament to the transformative power of celestial intervention.

The Moon goddesses temple was a beautiful sight to behold. The temple stood majestically, its weathered stone façade glowing silver in the moonlight. Delicate carvings of crescent moons, stars, and lunar cycles adorned the walls, while intricate marble mosaics depicted the Moon Goddess's gentle power. A grand entrance, flanked by slender columns, led to a serene inner sanctum. Soft, ethereal light filtered through the temple's latticework ceiling, illuminating the central altar, where a glorious statue of the Moon Goddess shone.

Everyone stood around the outside of the circle holding their candles. Magenta stepped into the center of the circle. “Members of the Moon Shadow Pack, we are gathered tonight before the Moon Goddess, Selene, to humbly ask that Princess Brenna Sutton join the ranks of Luna among us.” Then she turned toward the moon and raised her arms. “Oh, Moon Goddess, I present to you Princess Brenna Sutton as a Potential Luna.” Magenta took the candle from me and stepped away. I took my place in the center of the stones, looked up at the moon, and lifted my hands. “Oh great Moon Goddess, I, Princess Brenna Sutton, humbly present myself to become your next Luna, if you so choose.”

I want that future. I look lovingly at Layla but she has turned her attention to the sky. Her brow is scrunched and eyes are squinting as she looks at something with confusion. I look up to see what she is looking at and I witness the most spectacular meteor shower. "It looks like the moon is crying," She says both in awe and sorrow. "Why do you say that?" I ask trying to see what she sees. "Come here and look," She pats the ground beside herself without taking her eyes off the night sky. I do as she asks and when I look up I see what she is seeing and my stomach falls to my feet.

“Take Corey and head toward the top of the street. I’ll check the other end. If we don’t find anything, we meet back here and figure out the next step.” Corey clings to Lucas with concern lining her brows. “Be careful, Hayley.” “I will.” And right then, we split off into the night. Making my way down the street, I notice the night has grown significantly darker now. The street lamps thin out the farther I go, and their dim glow barely reaches the pavement. The only real light now comes from above—and that’s when I notice it. The moon is full tonight. I switch on my phone’s flashlight, casually sweeping it from side to side to light the way. Just then, the beam catches something on the edge o

She is a Rogue and not eligible for anything. When he proposed his idea Alex was the first one to oppose knowing that the members of the packhouse would go against that. No one would accept a Rogue as their Alpha's mate or Luna. A Luna must be someone who would be chosen by Moon Goddess. But Leonard cleared his point too. When he had captured Iris he planned to torture her to an extent that even death would be scared to touch her. But he had never thought to see the mark on her. Even though he was the Alpha maintaining a peace treaty with other packs, he knew very clearly that anyone who would get a chance to rule over the territory won't stop from claiming such power.

He begged and begged. He took his hand in hers. “Lily, Lily, talk to me!” He cried. Lily just smiled softly as she pushed her cold, pale head against Liam’s skin. “Warm,” was all she said. “CAN I GET A DOCTOR OVER HERE!” Liam screamed, voice still cracking like shattered porcelain. “NOW!”

Above, stars drifted like living jewels across the vast expanse, their light pulsing softly in the rhythm of the heartbeat of creation itself. Rivers of starlight woods through the marble planes of the heavens, cascading in to luminous falls that disappeared into infinity. At the center of it all stood the moon palace. A structure carved entirely of moonstone and veined with liquid crystal. Within its heart, beneath a high dome that mirrored every phase of the moon, the Moon Goddess stood alone. Her presence glowed with the soft radiance of dusk. Power and leave intertwined. Around her, orbs of light floated gently, carrying the whispers of prayers and dreams sent up from the mortal realm.

Lalaine was shocked when she found Stella laying on the floor, the moon light illuminates her like flittering lights in the night. The crystal orbs surrounds her, slowly lifting her from the ground. She immediately called out Nana, Aeriol, Nathaniel, and Lynx. Aeriol immediately pull out Stella from the illuminating light and lay her to bed. Nathaniel and Lynx looks out the window and saw a beautiful red rose. As if the moon light blessing it. The more light it absorb, the radiant the color gets. Lynx trails back to Leis last words.

We bent to read the plaque. "Luna Jessica of the Blood Moon pack, the second of the pack to be Corrupted, victim of the Silver Hands." the plaque read. "Your mother," Mabel told me. She walked to a cabinet I hadn't noticed and got out a round, white rock. It was big enough to fit in the cup of her palms. "Moon rock," she told me. "Harnesses the light of the moon. It captures moonlight, and releases it when the user needs it."