Book Lost Moon Novels & Stories

he said, handing it over. It landed with a soft thud in my hands. The cover was worn, the spine fraying at the edges like it had been around far too long. I squinted at the title. “Legends of the Lost: The Moon Goddess’s Touch,” I read aloud. “How exactly is this supposed to help me get my wolf?”

I asked, looking at Amelia. "I don't care about Elara," Amelia said. I wondered about the kind of relationship that existed between Elara and her cousin that made her accept to be my mate even though I was Elara's mate. I was still in my thoughts when I heard Amelia say: "Are you still in Love with Elara? " Amelia asked, looking at me. MOONFIELD PACK ELARA The past few days I had spent in Moonfield Pack had been relaxing for me. Finn and the Pack Nurse had been taking good care of me, they made me feel like I was at home.

We all knew we had entered a new era, and for the first time, we were truly the Blood Moon Pack. *This is the end of Book 1 of Blood and Moon. Book 2 Love and War. It will focus on Kyle and Sabrina's love. Adam and Desire will be active in it too. I hope you enjoyed Adam and Desire's story, and I hope you will read and enjoy the remaining two books. Thank you for your love and support. THEY ARE ALL STANDALONE* My next project is Luca's inferno, please follow me on social media same as my pen name. I hope to hear from all of you on Luca's Inferno ( available only on goodnovel)

"Bring us the book, and we'll help you find Lily." I felt a cold pit form in my stomach. The Book of the Moon was one of the things that had driven a deep wedge between wolves and witches, a relic of power snatched away in a time of strife. To retrieve it would be nearly impossible and dangerously provocative. The book was believed to hold all the secrets of how to draw power from the moon. It was also something that could endanger the lives of all wolves. I had never seen the book. I didn’t even know if it was a real thing to me. It just sounded like something of stroys that our parents told us.

And she was going to find out who. The vault opened with a whisper of ancient magic. She stepped inside, and it felt like crossing into another world. Scrolls. Sealed tomes. Moonlit artifacts locked behind obsidian glass. Then she saw it: The Book of the First Moon-Blessed. Sealed in crimson wax. Titled only in runes. She broke the seal. And the book bled. The pages weren’t written in ink. They were written in blood. Her breath caught as she read: The first Moon-Blessed was named Liora.

“Of course, I will help the pack and you to help find our Luna. I just need to grab a couple of my books that might have the right way to track her down with your bond with her. I might also want to pack some of these herbs and bottle. Who knows what I’m going to need to help you Alpha Damien.” Now that I have Ariana’s help that I feel that soon I’ll have my baby doll in my arms sooner.

Liam entrusted me with a history book. I looked at myself, unsure what to do with it. "I'm sorry, what am I supposed to do with this?". I handed it over to Lola. "Read! And make sure you don't skip anything... Because we need clues to get you separated from Luna Margaret before the next full blood moon in a week". He responded, going back to meet his brother... Lola and I went back to our dorm, and she wanted to keep the book beside my reading stool, however, I had it stopped, asking her not to keep the book near me.

she said and Mj’s heart sank for her again. “Brie what is the full moon fire?” Mj asked, trying harder to understand what this beautiful young girl's issue seemed to be with a condition she had lived with her entire life. “The full moon fire is a celebration for every wolf who has found their mate and an invitation for the ones who are still searching,” The dreamy sound in Brie’s voice had Mj leaning into her every word, “that was a very poetic and beautiful way to say that my dearest girl,” came the soft singing sound of Lila’s voice as she came rushing back into the kitchen and slid herself into the chair next to her daughter with such fluidity and grace Mj was once again in awe of the wo

Somewhere in the dark, Marla ran with Reed and thought she was free because she’d always mistaken attention for safety. And above all of it, the Moon listened—cold and bright and hungry for balance. Two days. Then the key would turn. And MoonRiver would learn what burned, and what didn’t, when an Alpha chose love over the throne, and a girl of braids and bruises decided the curse in her blood answered to her or to no one at all.

“three Winter Solstices ago, the family from that malpractice case cornered her there—under the blood moon. They used silver-forged blades, cut deep until her wolf couldn’t heal. When the bond broke, she screamed once, and then… she was gone before the healers could even reach her.” He paused, voice lowering. “The Elders said her spirit howled for one year before the moon claimed her. Her scent lingers because she died there.” Rowan’s brows furrowed, his jaw tightening with a pain he refused to name. “Don’t insult me,” he snapped. “She always had a flair for drama.” He pulled out his phone, the blue glow illuminating the hollows beneath his eyes.