Moon Stories

Stella doesn't mind being stared at. People usually are, once she starts talking to empty spaces or pausing mid-sentence to listen to something no one else can hear. She has always noticed things others miss, quiet footsteps with no bodies, voices that linger after goodbyes, the way certain places feel heavier than they should. Ghosts find her easily. She's learned to be kind about it. When one particularly polite spirit leads her to a hospital in Forks, Stella assumes it's just another small favor for the dead. Instead, she meets Dr. Carlisle Cullen, a man who feels wrong in a way she can't quite explain. Dead yet alive, too calm, too still, yet strangely familiar to the spirits that follow her. As Stella drifts between conversations with the living and the dead, she begins to wonder why ghosts linger around him, why the moon seems brighter around him, and why being different suddenly feels like it might matter. A whimsical, quietly strange Twilight fanfiction about unseen worlds, gentle magic, and finding someone who understands the parts of you no one else notices.

"Do you think I'm... cool?" Miguel's eyebrows shot up. "Uh-" "Never mind." She went to unpause the movie, mortified, but he grabbed the remote gently out of her reach. "No, hey- I wasn't expecting that. You caught me off guard." He scooted a little closer. "Ask me again." She groaned into her hands. "Forget it." "Rowan." His voice softened. "Of course you're cool." She peeked at him through her fingers. "You don't have to say that." "I'm not saying it because I have to," Miguel insisted. "You're probably the coolest girl I know." "Really?" "Yeah," Miguel Diaz x OC x Eli Moskowitz Season 1-6 Love Triangle!

Y/N is famous on Earth for her very peculiar orbit. In early times (before modern astronomy), the Greeks named her 'Persephone'. This is because she would appear in the sky for a while, just to then vanish again for years. When modern innovations came to fruition such as telescopes, satellites, and probes, it was discovered that Y/N (or 'Persephone') didn't only orbit the Earth, but all the planets. This changed their classification of her from just a 'satellite' or a 'moon', to a 'wandering satellite', or a 'wandering moon'. With this discovery, she was also renamed to Persephone-Iris, despite her preferring her own chosen name, Y/N. Y/N's orbit is believed to be caused by her fluctuating mass and strength of gravity by Earth astrophysicists. But, in fact, Y/N is just indecisive. She can't choose what planet to orbit, and so has orbited them all in sequence for millennia. Of course, all the planets want her to choose them. After all, who wouldn't want the biggest moon? WARNING: -Almost inevitable cringe -No guarantee this won't be abandoned! -I am writing with British informal dialect *NO GUARANTEED ROMANCE*, as of writing this description I've only planned up to the end of the Moon Revolution Arc. Though, romance is quite likely to come up later. The fic is written in CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER of the series according to Solarballs's official playlist, meaning chapters won't be in release order for the most part. Also I will get personalities gruesomely wrong sometimes so bear with me, I've only been in this fandom for a week or two as of writing this description- Solarballs is property of... well, Solarballs.

"You have bewitched me, body and soul... and I love- I love you."

Hemera Lawrence, daughter of Nemesis, goddess of revenge. She was created from hatred and rivalry. But in all honesty, she couldn't understand why the people here took Karate so seriously.

What would it be like if the Jade Winglet characters were (Human, I should specify) normal teenagers? No prophecies, or powers, or secrets or lies. Just... high school. Find out in this fanfic where Moon, Qibli, Winter, Turtle and Kinkajou are regular teenagers doing regular teenage things. **There's a little bit of language (definitely not frequent but a little here and there) but other than that I try to keep this clean** All credit for the characters go to Tui T. Sutherland in her Wings of Fire series!

EDITING *This is the third book of the "Daughter of the Moon" series, so read the first two books - "Water" and "Earth" - if you haven't already* Elara had danced with death before, but never like this. She had experienced pain before, but she could have never imagined this. Elara had thought she had known darkness, but she learns that she had only scratched the surface. Will she be able to escape the chains that cut her wrists or the chords that bind her mind? Will Zuko pull through and rescue her, or will she have to place her trust and friendship in others? Will Elara live long enough to see the end of the infamous 100 year war, or will she find herself reunited with a long-forgotten people? In the heart-wrenching conclusion to this masterful trilogy, the only way to know is to read it for yourself. *Trigger Warning: this book will discuss traumatic events as well as the effects of those experiences and may not be suitable for all readers.* The characters and events of this story are based on the brilliant workings of Bryan Konietzko and Michael Dante DiMartino. Therefore, I do not own the characters and events used other than Elara, her adventure, and other OC's.

Artemis is the sister of Stella and the Fairy of the moon and stars. Read as she fights besides her sister and the rest of the Winx, defending the realm of Magix and discovering herself and her powers in the process. Updates Every Thursday :)

(BxB) It was just supposed to be a simple camping trip. It was supposed to be a time where Aiden could take some time out and get away from the city. Perhaps he went a bit too far into the woods, as there was more than what he had ever expected within the trees.

#1 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 "𝙰 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍? 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎." 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙗 "So, Miss Mehtab Malik..." he sneered. "Or should I say... monster?" He crouched in front of me, his breath ghosting over my face. "How do you live so easily, as if nothing happened?" I stiffened. "How do you sleep after destroying someone's future?" I bit down on my lip, my fists clenching. "How do you smile knowing you made a mother cry helplessly, night after night?" His voice rose with every word until it was a deafening roar. My ears rang, a sharp pain shooting through my head. "But don't worry," he said, his tone suddenly light, almost amused. "I'm here to make sure you never live with guilt." I lifted my eyes to his. He smirked. "No need to thank me." Then, without warning, he raised the rod high, bringing it down with brutal force. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact

Florentine was new in Forks. When she took the job for Head Psychiatrist in the hospital, she never expected that working with one Dr Cullen on a case regarding a little girl being potentially abused, would make her question her own sanity.

STREET REVIVAL will be the second show of a series produced by mnet with the coined addition of the word "street" in its name. STREET REVIVAL differs from its predecessor as it will focus on those who've been shut down from achieving their musical dreams, rather than those who've never even thought of pursuing. ONE MORE SPOT LEFT !

[Book 1 of HIS INFINITY SERIES] ~MY MOON~ AGASTYA × VEDIKA The most chaotic duo,wherever they go, the air crackles with laughter, pranks, and an untamed, magnetic energy. Together, they are the storm and the calm, the fire and the spark. But beneath the riot of madness lives a bond that even time fears to test. He would burn empires and walk through hellfire if it meant shielding her from pain. She would rewrite fate and bend the stars just to see him rise. They are more than best friends. They are twin souls stitched together by loyalty, pain, and relentless love. He is her unshakable ground when the world trembles. She is his constant flame in the coldest of nights. Possessive. Protective. Inseparable. They are not defined by labels, but by the way they choose each other-every damn time. They are each other's armor in war and each other's home in peace. The world may not understand them, but it knows better than to come between them. They aren't just a bond. They are a force - reckless, raw, and infinite. "And with u the world goes silent" Their friendship was beyond this world - wild, pure, and untouchable. But one heart-wrenching incident shattered everything, pulling them apart. Separated by fate, silenced by time. Six years later, destiny stirred again... and their paths crossed once more. To uncover the truth, to feel the ache - unravel my story ""MY MOON"". ◇Book 1 of HIS INFINITY SERIES ◇ By flovry_versee

Moonlite Swan by Zaida Sh. **Note to the Reader** Moonlite Swan is an ongoing collection of three kinds of entries: Love Notes - quiet letters, poems, and emotional notes written from the heart. Dream Files - dreams remembered and rewritten into story. Moon Fragments - waking flashes, brief scenes, and emotional fragments that arrived without warning. This is not a linear novel. It is an archive of longing, memory, and the small things that stayed. Moonlit Swan notes from a heart learning to let go Zaida Sh.

Sora es la nueva animatronica. Pero ella no es como el resto...

A final poem.

He chased the crown, the wand, the throne, Believing power stood alone. Then came a girl with hopeful eyes, Who spoke of love beneath dark skies. He sought control, she sought the light, Two souls at war, wrong against right. Yet somewhere in the space between, She saw the boy he'd never been. Highest Rankings: #slughorn - 1/144 #tomriddleera - 1/84 #lordvoldemort - 1/972 #wand - 2/1.06K #stars - 4/18.2K #depressing - 1/17.7K

Some nights become stories. Others become poems. Letters From Luna is a collection of journal entries, prose, poetry, and fragments written for the people we never stopped loving, the versions of ourselves we left behind, and the quiet hours when the moon is the only one listening. Not every letter is meant to be sent.

*"I swear it's long!!!", oh no I'm not talking about the story, I'm talking about life's.* There are memories that belong to the mind. And then there are memories that belong to the soul. A forgotten lullaby. A familiar photograph. A melting ice cream cone. A paw print where none should exist. Hae-rim and Minho are certain they've never met before. So why does every moment together feel like remembering instead of discovering? Maybe the answer has been waiting for them all along,beneath the same moon.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆. Winter Sterling is perfectly content staying invisible. Hiding behind the towering shelves of her favorite quiet libraries and a sharp, sarcastic defense mechanism, she knows how the world looks at her mismatching eyes. She is the midnight sky, quiet, guarded, and wrapped in shadows. Michael Jackson is the sun personified. Alive with music, surrounded by a roaring crowd, and carrying a warmth that can melt the coldest defenses. He is the biggest entertainer on the planet, but beneath the blinding lights of the Bad era, he is desperately searching for a place to just breathe. When a chance encounter brings the King of Pop into Winter's quiet sanctuary, two completely different worlds collide. He was looking for a place to hide. She never expected to be the one to guide him home. "𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍."