All Chapters of The Moon Goddess Dream: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

  Anna was furious now, and yet her fire was the most glamorous weapon of them all. It flickers with all its honor; maybe that was why she was so delighted with it. The passion along with the welcoming feel of it bestows, but as she approaches it deep inside her, it snarls and bites. Her inner demons were trying to emerge and want her to acknowledge its darkness. She knew everything she loved could be gone in a minute, because of single mischief. That was why the fire inside her fought for freedom. So warm, so wonderful, so welcoming. The compassionate perfection of fire. She turned her gaze towards Nathaniel, she wanted to devour him with her fire; she needed to slay him, to finish him. One minute she just snapped. All that resentment came out faster than magma and just as dangerous. It absorbed all that she was, so under that ordered world. She

 They spent almost a day's travel past the Dark Forest before David relaxed. He made their traveling days shorter and went easier on the wild mares. David restrains the two horses according to their need and in no time they are galloping it. Unlike natural flocks, these mares were every color, shape, and size. The only thing each had in common was the halter it wore on its head for easy catching.The horses they rode over the edge of the wasteland carried David and Anna onwards, the other one behind them was ridden by the two unconscious individuals, Harry, and Lady Magda. They lay on their stomach, tied in for them not to fall over while the rope end was in Anna's right hand.Earlier Nathaniel returned to the human world to check if Harry could regain consciousness, his presumption was maybe if Harry could be revived there, then the unconscious Ha

A moment later a single line of terrified witches and troll hobbled awkwardly out from behind the table with their hands held high above their heads and their knees bent."It's ok I'm alright, I'm not in actual danger right now. I can't be killed, not by them if I draw on my fire they can't hurt me, I just have to make sure I don't show off what I can do in public." Anna talked to herself as the fear and the warm feelings started running through her veins. Her vision blurred again. Terrified that somehow one of them would attack her while she was unprotected. Where the hell was David when she needed him most? This was all his fault, she thought while trying to lessen the terror on her mind. Anna rushed to begin the drawing of fire, relaxing only as her fire began flowing into her body, toughening her, warming her skin, giving her the sort of warmth that made it unnecessary to fear the masked raiders.Though every swing of their sword was aimed upward into

  Lord Colton, the son of Fairy's leader of the South, and his apprentice Jason were not at the center of the bonfire with his armies of feral werewolves and witches or organizing a rebellion disclosure to the commotions, because they had been the ones who deceived the ferals and been using their forces to fight with the North. They had been the ones to shut the town gates, and the boundaries and they had been the ones to initiate the crowd commotions of ferals, fairies, and witches in the village's headquarters. They had schemed this whole drunken orgy of bloodlust. They had now gone off to a vague corner of the village to celebrate. However, bloodshed made the ferals hysterical with a carnal urge that they misbehaved with each other. After they had completed their depressing feat, they threw on their Fairy's coats and stared back to the bonfire. Only a few alleys away from the scene of fera

Trozan, the old leader of the troll had arrived back at their hidden quarters below the ground and was hurriedly packing bags. “We are leaving now, daughter. Gather only what is necessary. We will meet the others down in the secret passages and we will take the lesser path to the mountains up North,” said Trozan. “So, have you changed your mind father? I was right, then?” said his daughter with a touch of sarcasm. Trozan stopped packing and turned to look at his daughter. “Yes, this is no time for laughs. The fairies and ferals just appointed the monster to lead this land, we have to follow David and his friend. Tomorrow those ferals will haunt us, we have to go now. And we need to bring Leon with us. "Yes, father." Trozan's daughter wiped the smile off her face. Her small psyche and her long dark hair flew from the tunnel windows. She remembered the vision his father had told her, how the sorcerer had said that her father would be offered the position of messenger and w