2 Moons Book Novels & Stories

I was not that desperate! Hours passed while I was sleeping, and an intense, hungry growl pulled me out of my sleep. I sat on the bed and looked around. It seemed like it was nighttime but it was still so bright outside, perhaps because of the two moons, which was so interesting to see them on two completely different phases. "What if I am dead? And if I am, is Frankie grieving for me?" He had better be; I was his only closest friend! One was half, while the other one was a quarter moon, but it was so beautiful. Even though Miall did try to explain a few terms to me and the environment, I still had so much to see and learn about this planet. I guess I could always ask Nyleve.

The two pills were in the shape of a full moon and it reminded him of the story Nathan had once shared when they were still a child. “Hey. Have you ever heard a story called ‘Moon Lovers’?” A child-like voice rang into his ears. Chris turned around before shaking his head innocently, “What is it about? That ‘Moon Lovers’ story?” Five-year-old Nathan grinned before he pulled out a picture book from his bag and flipped open the page, “The story was about the moon and a normal man.” The picture book had a drawing of a full moon shining brightly on the sky with an unnamed man standing directly below the full moon with a smile.

As Chloe lingered in the glade, caught between the echoes of the past and the uncertainties of the future, she whispered to the moon, "Guide me through this, old friend." In the subsequent nights, Chloe's introspection deepened. The moon, a constant companion, illuminated the path forward. Each step became a dance with destiny. Jonas and Caleb, intertwined in her thoughts, represented diverging paths. The moonlit glade transformed into a symbol of choices, its whispers carrying the weight of decisions. As Chloe faced the unknown, she drew strength from the moon's serene glow, determined to unravel the complexities of her heart and embark on the next chapter of her extraordinary journey.

Kael replied. “Helpful explanation.” He gave her a small smile. “They tell the story of the Twenty Moons.” Luna ran her fingers across one of the glowing carvings. The moment she touched it, a powerful wave of energy rushed through her. Her vision exploded with light. Suddenly she wasn’t standing in the stone circle anymore. She was somewhere else. A massive sky stretched above her. Twenty enormous moons filled the darkness, glowing in different colors—silver, blue, violet, gold.

"Just try to delay your wedding for now, I need some time to figure everything out." "Dad, you can figure out whatever you want after my wedding too. Here have some water and tell me the reason why you're delaying it!" Mara spoke. Beta Daniel must have compiled as the sound of glass hitting the tables empty crackled through the air. "We are doubtful that the Blood Moon pack might not stay in peace with us anymore and attack us in the next few weeks." My feet froze on the ground; I have heard of that pack name before. But I don't remember clearly in what context. Why did it seem so familiar? With my curiosity peaking, I stepped closer and perked up my ear.

When I finally step into the hallway, the whispers return, softer this time but heavier. “She’s cursed.” “The rulers marked her. She won’t last the week.” “The curse of the Moon is already taking hold.” I clutch the edge of my apron and walk faster, ignoring the chill that slides down my spine. Because deep down, I know they’re right. Something inside me is changing. My dreams have been darker, filled with whispers I can’t understand and glowing chains that pulse beneath my skin. And every time one of them—Kaelen, Valrik, or Caelir—gets too close…the mark on my throat burns hotter.

The organization wanted to avoid any stupid thoughts to brew in the children's minds. The crown of light receded back into the depths of the mountains to take its rest. Three moons of violet, crimson, and blue began its reign. The moonbeam fell on the open window, lighting its rays on the two shadows on the bed. And before they knew it, the first day had already ended.

I glance at him, trying to catch any glimmer of emotion behind his eyes. “These stars are the Moon Lake, which is exactly what it sounds like. Four of the seven planetary structures are, in fact, moons. Big ones. I believe they used to orbit around something here, but now they’re freely orbiting objects locked in place by this star, and that star, and they dance, reflecting light like lanterns on a lake.” “And what do the witches use that for?”

The moon, a crimson sentinel, presiding over an event that defied the boundaries of normalcy. "The red moon," my father's voice wavered slightly, "signified the arrival of two beings, descending from the heavens with an aura of majesty. One was a figure of grace and compassion, radiating a sense of peace. The other..." His voice trailed off, a glimmer of fear flickering in his eyes. "The other was a being consumed by darkness, eyes smoldering with anger and hatred." A shiver coursed through my body as I imagined the stark contrast between these two entities. Light and darkness, locked in an eternal dance, their arrival signifying a pivotal moment in the world's fate.

Verena opened up the book to show how blank it was, saying, "This would only work under the moonlight." Galen nodded, "She is right," he said. "You would be able to read it under the full moon's light." "Rena, you should-" Galen was stunned. He stopped midsentence since he realized that Verena was spacing out. She held the book Lunaria and flipped through its pages as tears started forming in her eyes. "What's wrong, Rena?" he asked. "Why are you crying?" Zoren rushed to make her face him. "What's wrong?" he rushed to ask. "Are you feeling alright? Are you hurt? What's going on? Tell me!"