The Moon Goddess's Karma

My name is Serenity. Well, to be more precise, it’s Princess Serenity Blanchard, but you’ll only ever see that on my official documents. I usually prefer to introduce myself only as Serenity. And no, I’m not royalty. The princess thing is because my mother was a devoted Sailor Moon fan. I hope you’re familiar with the reference, but if not, feel free to Google it. I’d really rather not explain, as it’s already been somewhat traumatizing for me to be called Sailor Moon or Moonface throughout my childhood and sometimes even now, and I’d really like to forget about it. Anyway, enough of that! Let me tell you more about myself before we dive into this bizarre tale. And trust me, “odd” doesn’t even begin to cover it, but we’ll get to that later. I’m twenty-six years old, single, and becoming more and more of a hermit every day. I live by myself in a tiny apartment, in a sleepy little town, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. I’ve never met my father—I’m a love child—and my mother now has a new family in another country. It might sound like a sob story, but honestly, it’s not. I've always been a tough cookie, and I quite enjoy my solitude. Being an artist, I’ve embraced my recluse personality, and living alone suits me just fine. Sure, it gets a bit lonely at times, especially during special occasions, but honestly, it’s not that bad. In fact, I find solace in not having to endure those painfully awkward family gatherings, where I’d rather light fireworks up my tushy than face the tactless barrage of embarrassing questions from relatives and acquaintances alike. Anyway, as I haven’t achieved much success in my chosen field, I’ve decided to explore other avenues that work better for me. Like writing. When the pandemic struck, there was little else to do but stay at home. However, as there was a pressing need to continue earning a living, I stumbled upon online platforms that cater to avid readers and fans of the shifter romance genre. If I’m going to be completely honest, I’m one of them too, although I’ll deny it to the last of my breath in front of people I know. I can already imagine the condemnation in their voices. “Really? S€x with a monster!?” “In my defense, it’s s€x with the human counterpart, not the wolf.” I would say, perspiring all over, even behind my knees. “Oh, I’m sorry, let me rephrase that. S€x with a half human, half wolf. Ergo..?” “You know what, Karen…you just don’t understand the complicated nature of these beings who were blessed by the Moon Goddess…” The next thing I’ll know, I would be surrounded by a priest, a pastor, a monk, and a rabbi, being prayed over like a woman possessed by a h0rny demon. Anyway, fast forward to a couple years later, and I’m now Author Serafina Moon, with a couple of completed books under my belt and three works-in-progress coming along rather well, already earning despite their ongoing status. I’m Sera to my author colleagues/friends and readers all over the world. But to my characters, I go by many names: “The Almighty Luna-tic.” “Celestial Empress.” “Moon Mama Supreme.” “The Mean Goddess.” Yes. You guessed it right. To them, I am the famous (or infamous—it depends on who you talk to) Moon Goddess. She who decides who their fated mates will be. And not every time do I grant them who they actually wish to be with. Also, I quite enjoy torturing my poor characters, giving them impossible obstacles and tragic backstories. I can be pretty creative when I want to “off” someone, too. Drunk with power to control their fates, I bring my characters to the extremes, often hovering between life and death, and not always do they get a happy ever after. Well, as they say…Karma’s a b*tch you don’t want to cross. And this is the story of how I ended up inside a book I wrote, in a world I have created while I was pissed and bored, and then given a taste of my own medicine: I have created the perfect mate for my kick-ass female lead character, but then I met him in person and fell head over heels in love…with an imaginary character.