• Prologue





    There’s a legend that tells of a woman. An enchanting woman, called the Moon Flower. She had the ability to calm the angriest hearts. She also could seduce any man she wanted, human or non human. She could do many other things; she had the fighting skills of a skilled male fighter, a fight that can't be defeated. She would also have a number of other special abilities. She was the ultimate woman. She used the moons power to do what she wanted.
    The legend also says she is the daughter of the graceful and beautiful Goddess of the Moon. The Moon Flower is also one of the rarest women. She only appeared once every 300 years. Since she was so rare, when she did appear, men fought over her. It’s even rarer for her to actually fall in love with a certain man.
    Legend goes, she only loved one man, and it only happened in one of her lives. Ever since she has been trying to look for him...









    One

    A New Home







    “Kaliee! Earth to Kaliee!” someone said far an away. I looked up from reading my book to see my mother talking to me.
    My name is Kaliee Redfield, and I just moved to a little town in the middle of an enchanting forest. The town is called Wilson, and the forest around it is called The Blue Moon Forest.
    It was just me and mom, a single mother, never married. My mother had a bad history with guys, so she tries not to date that much, afraid to get hurt again, and she doesn't make myself get a boyfriend either. Unfortunately guys didn't give up on my mom. Thing is, my mom is probably one of the hottest moms out there, so guys always fall head over heels for her.
    Her name is Scarlett Redfield. I thought her name matched her perfectly, but she hated her name, since it made guys like her even more. My mother had a beautiful shade of brunette hair, bright green eyes, and one dynamite body, full of curves. To make it worse, she was a professional dancer. She doesn't move like she could when she was young so she teaches people how to dance, ages as young as five and up. Most guys sign up to just get near her.
    Myself on the other hand, a sixteen year old who was nothing like my mother. Well I did get some of her beauty and skills, but I wasn't the hottest thing out there. Guys didn't look at me if I walked past them. I got some of her curves, I could also dance a little, but I could only dance alone, and when no one was watching. Guys would probably turn their heads if I danced, since it showed off my pathetic curves a lot more. Problem was I was too shy to even make that happen.
    I had dark red hair, a color that looks like I dyed it. My mother said it was the color of my fathers. I got my mothers bright green eyes though, which made me happy, except the fact I looked like I was celebrating Christmas year round.
    “Yeah? What Mom?” I ask her. I was sitting in the back of our little car, an open book in my lap. I noticed the car wasn't moving.
    “We're here, Come on and look,” she replied, opening my door and standing back for me to get out. I saved the place where I was in my book, and got out.
    “Oh my god! Mom! This is....awesome!” I said with surprise in my voice. Our car had parked in front of a wonderful sight. The house looked like something from a fairytale, with a little modern twist to it. It was a two story, European style house. There was weeping willow in the front yard. It had windows all over it, but not too much that there was zero privacy in the house. The walls of the house were of a gray stone. There was a little stone pathway to the front door. The Blue Moon Forest, in our backyard. The moving truck already parked, and the guys unloading are things.
    “I knew you would like it,” my mom said happily.
    I hugged her tightly and I yelled, “I love it!”
    I ran up the little pathway and walked in, the door already open. The entrance hall was a circle, with a medieval looking chandler, hanging above the entrance hall, the walls a creme color. There was three ways to go; to my right was a little room that could be a library or a study room. Straight in front of me was stairs that lead upstairs, and to my left was the living room, and the rest of the bottom floor. There was furniture already around the house, things I didn't recognize as ours.
    I ran up the stairs as my mom walked in. The second floor was similar, same medieval, European feel, along with the same creme color. There were two major doors. I looked in them both. The bigger bedroom would be my mothers, so I walked in the smaller of the two.
    It was still big, it reminded me of a fairy tales princesses room, my attention was directed to the bed in the middle of the room. It was probably a king sized bed, with a canopy, thin, light, flowing, and white cloth hung from the canopy. I grinned and walked around the room, a window on the opposite side of where the door was.
    I walked in a door I hadn't noticed before. A yell of happiness escaped my lips as I walked into my own awesome bathroom. There was marble everywhere. The shower was a rectangular shower with a sliding glass door, with a little sit in the corner.
    “I see that you like it,” my mothers voice came from the door, I turned, she was leaning in the door frame.
    I smiled at her, “Of course I like it, and how did you afford all this?”
    “It was actually a price we could pay, and it came with the furniture,” she replied, with a matter of fact voice.
    “Sweet!” I yelled, jumping up and down.
    She laughed, “Anyway, honey, I have to go meet up with some people for the dance school that I'm opening, I'll be back in a about an hour and a half.” she said kissing the top of my head, and she said good bye and left.
    A wicked grin appears on my lips, “Time to explore the forest! Yay!” I yelled.
    I ran back door stairs, dodging the mover guys, and a ran through the living room, out the back glass door, and through the fence gate that surrounded our little back yard. I happily ran into the forest. I had no idea what I would find, but I knew it was going to be good.



















    Two

    Him







    I was wandering around Blue Moon Forest, when I met him. I love forests or just basically nature, so I was very happy walking around this forest; a beautiful forest I might add. I had a prefect sense of direction, so I didn't worry about getting lost.
    As I wandered I heard the sound of water. Curious, I walked toward the sound. The sound got louder and louder, until I reached a ledge. I stood there looking down at an enchanting sight.
    It was a little pond that was a gorgeous shade of blue, but the water was not that clear that I could see through it, at least from where I was standing. It had a little water fall pouring into it, and little stream that branch out of it, making sure the pond didn't over flow. The combination of both the water fall and the stream made a loud and wonderful sound of moving water.
    The drop from the ledge was at least ten feet or higher. The little pond was about twenty feet away. I was good at guessing the distance of things. I leaned on a tree that looked like it was about to fall down the ledge, but I didn't care; I just stared at the little pond.
    As I watched, something amazing happened. In slow motion someone stood out of the water. At first I thought it was a girl, since I saw the hair first. It was black and it ended below the shoulder. It was still glistening from the water.
    My eyes widened as it was a . . . a . . . gorgeous guy! I quickly hide behind the tree I was leaning on, taking him in.
    He was Native American, his skin a gorgeous shade of brown. He had a broad, well muscled back and shoulders. He looked around seventeen or eighteen, maybe older.
    My eyes wandered down to his chest, and I blushed.
    His chest was full of muscle. Perfectly formed abs, a six pack. He was not to skinny that it showed his ribs, hell, there was probably too much muscle that covered his ribs, so they wouldn’t show. His arms matched his body, they weren't tree trunk arms, but they did have a wonderful amount of muscle on them. My eyes wandered lower, he had those two muscle lines that went in to the water. From where I was, I could make out that he had a few scars. One scar on his back, went over his shoulder blade, and ended at his spine. There was also three scars on his right muscled breast, they started at his collar bone and ended right above where his abs started. It looked like some animal had got him. Oh my god! Oh my god! He’s so . . . so . . . sexy! I think this the true meaning of, sexy when wet, I yelled in my head. I blushed and I knew it was wrong to stare but I could stop myself from staring. His face was that of a man, but there was hint a of a boy still there. I felt an eager need to touch him, to make him mine.
    He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, a drop of water came loose and it slid down his chest, following the lines of his muscles, until it joined with the pond where his skin went under water.
    I blushed as an x-rated thought floated to the surface of my mind.
    I slapped myself mentally, No point on getting all worked up over a . . . a, Ugh! Why does he have to be so hot!? I mentally argued with myself as I watched him.
    He had walked to the edge of the water where I noticed a little pile of cloths. His waist still submerged underwater.
    Wait a second . . . If he’s not wearing any cloths, then that means, OH MY GOOD LORD!
    He had pulled himself out of the water, and I was correct. He was naked. I covered my mouth so I wouldn't make a sound. He wasn't facing me, thank god, so all I saw was his nice hard a**, and his muscled bare legs. I didn't see his . . . manhood.
    He had grabbed a towel from the pile and he was drying himself off. I shouldn't be doing this!
    He grabbed his pants and pulled them on. Wait, he didn't put on anything on under those jeans! Ugh! I feel like a stalker, I should leave.
    I turned to leave, I took a step. My foot landed on a branch, that made a louder noise then a branch breaking in half should make.
    OH s**t! I yelled in my head. I held my breath as I turned to look back at him; He was holding a black T–shirt, staring at me.
    “Sorry!” I yelled, I tried to run away but my feet slipped on some wet, dried up leaves at the bottom of the tree. I fell, backwards.
    I reached out to grab a branch on the tree, in slow motion I watch my hand miss. It felt like I was falling forever. I closed my eyes, wishing for it to end.
    When I thought it was never going to end, I felt strong arms catch me. I gasped, refusing to open my eyes knowing what I would see. I felt a muscled body pressed against my side. One of those strong arms clutched my back, the other under my knees. My arms were curled over my chest.
    “You can open your eyes now,” a deep voice said.
    I bit my lip, unsure, I slowly open my eyes.
    He was staring at me, with those sexy chocolate brown eyes, a sweet smile curling his prefect lips. I felt my cheeks burn as he just stared at me. I averted my eyes, so I couldn't stare in those enchanting eyes of his. I heard him chuckle, I felt his chest vibrate a little.
    I noticed he was still shirtless, and he was sitting on the ground. The way his legs were positioned, it looked like he slid on the ground to catch me.
    “T – Thank you and I'm sorry,” I managed to say.
    “Sorry for what?” he asked.
    I blushed, “For . . . watching you,” I paused, and I looked him straight in the eyes, ignored the burning feeling on my cheeks, “I didn't see anything, I swear I didn't!” I said in a loud rushed voice,
    He raised an eyebrow, and gave me the look of ‘uh–huh–really’.
    I was blushing so much that my blush started to heat my whole face; I looked away, “Ok, Fine! I saw your . . . a**, but that’s it!” I yelled.
    The air was filled with his laughter. He grinned at me as he got up, while he still held me.
    “Its ok, really I don't mind,” he replied. What a typical male answer. I forgot they usually don't care if a girl sees them naked.
    He put me down, and I immediately I noticed he was about a foot or more or taller then me.
    “How tall are you!? You didn't look this tall!?” I asked.
    He chuckled, “A good height of six foot, five. By the way, I knew you would be short, but I didn't know you would be this short,” he said his voice full of good humor. He grinned down at me.
    I glared up at him, “Well, I'm a good height of five foot, two, and I happen to like my height.”
    He chuckled again as he walked to his cloths. As he pulled the shirt on, I suddenly remembered he wasn't wearing anything under those pants, I blushed. He put the shirt on and put the towel around his neck, holding the ends.
    Even if he was wearing a shirt I could still tell he had some impressive muscles, his sleeves looked tight wrapped around his biceps.
    I smiled sweetly, trying not to blush, as he walked back. “My name is Kaliee Redfield and I just moved here.” I waited for him to respond back.
    He smiled, “The name is Ronon, Ronon Harrison,” he paused, “before you say anything, I know my name is weird, I have a . . . strange family.” I noticed he was getting a little nervous
    I raised the eyebrow this time.
    “I wasn't going to say your name was weird, I was actually going to say it matched you perfectly,” I commented him, a sweet smile on my face. I saw a hint of red on his cheek before he looked away and sighed in a frustrated manner. Oh my god! Did I just make a really hot guy blush!? He acted and looked so adorable!
    I pretended not to notice.
    “So, why were you in the pond, anyway?” I asked.
    He looked back at me, “Well this is my little . . . spot or area whatever you call it. It’s where I go to think. It’s actually very refreshing to swim around in there, especially with nothing on,” he paused and grinned down at me, “you should try it sometime. I give you permission to use this pond.”
    I blushed and crossed my arms over my chest, “Yeah right! I don't want perverted guys looking at me naked in that pond, especially you.”
    He laughed, “Ok you got me. I'm a perverted guy who likes to watch naked girls, like a stalker.”
    I stared at him for a few seconds; I just burst out laughing with him.
    He grinned, and put his hands in his pockets, “So what’s your story? Why are you out here?”
    “I'm new so I wanted to explore this enchanting forest. I love nature. Besides my house is a mile that way,” I replied pointing the direction of the house.
    “Oh yeah, I remember now. I heard something about you coming, at school. So you're the new student. Welcome to Wilson!” he said in a happy and playful tone.
    “Thanks!” I said cheerfully and yet again I saw that hint of red on his cheeks before it disappeared a few seconds later. I even noticed something else, something I didn't expect to see. I saw that unmistakable bulge in his pants.
    Oh my good lord! How am I making a gorgeous guy like Ronon, get horny!?
    He coughed and messed with the bottom of his shirt, trying to hide it, it soon disappeared and a sigh of relief escaped his lips.
    I pretended not to notice, but I knew what I saw, and he knew that I saw it. To make it worse, the thought of him desiring me, made me desire him more. I felt the need, in between my legs I blushed and pressed my legs together to seek relief. I knew he noticed since he smirked.
    Crap, I hope he doesn't try to do anything.
    I swallowed hard, and coughed.
    “Anyway, I should be going,” I said, as I headed around the pond where there was a way to get back on top of the ledge. He followed me.
    “Wait, let me walk you home, its quite dangerous wandering around this forest alone, and its getting dark out.” he offered. I sighed, what a male thing, but I did notice it was getting late since I saw the sunset shining through the trees.
    I turn my head, “Ok, but you're going to have to keep up,” I smiled sweetly at him. He grinned, and we walked next to each other.
    The walk home was interesting and entertaining. At least five times we both either tripped over something or we ran into something, which made us both laugh. One time he tried to be a gentleman. There was a log that had fallen down that was blocking our way, and there was no way around it. My legs being to short, I couldn't get over it. He noticed and without me even asking for help, he grabbed my waist, with just his hands, and lifted me over the log, like I was as light as a feather. I made a squeaky noise when he grabbed me, and I blushed. He just smirked and chuckled at me. The whole walk home after that, I couldn't get rid of the feeling of his hands on my waist.
    When we could finally see the wooden fence of my new houses backyard, a sigh of relief escaped my lips.
    “Wow you're that tired of me?!” he asked sarcastically.
    “Wait I didn't mean–,” I tried to say, but he cut me off by patting my head and laughing.
    “I was just joking,” he replied, his eyes shined with good humor.
    The whole walk to the fence I couldn't stop blushing from embarrassment. He just smiled sweetly.
    Once we stopped in front of the fence gate, I held out my hand for him to shake good bye. Instead he took my hand, but brought it up to his lips and kissed it, like a prince, greeting a princess. I blushed as I felt a shiver rush through my body as his soft lips connecting with my skin.
    “Good night and I hope to see you tomorrow, at school.” he said in a very seductive tone, as he rubbed a circle on my hand with his thumb, before letting it go.
    He smiled, waved and headed back into the forest, and disappeared, like some mysterious man from the movies.
    For a second there I just stared after him, dumbfounded. I came back to reality, as I heard my mother’s car drive up the driveway.
    “s**t,” I said to myself, as I hurried into the house, quickly running upstairs into my room. Then, I quickly took my dirty shoes and socks off, and threw them under the bed. I quickly lay on the bed, and acted like I was just messing around, and acting happy as I heard my mother’s heels climb the stairs. She appeared at the door frame, smiling.
    “Oh hey mom! I just love this bed!” I said happily as I rolled on it.
    She laughed, “Good! Now come down I brought some Italian home to celebrate the opening of my dance school, and a successful move to our new home!”
    I sat up, and raised my arms in excitement, “Wooo! I'll be right down!” I yelled excitedly. She laughed, and I heard her walk back down stairs.
    A sigh of relief came from my lips, and I smiled. I walked over to the window where there was perfect view of the forest. I smiled remembering Ronon.
    Later that night, when I was laying bed, I could have sworn that I heard wolves howl.