Book Moon Shot Novels & Stories

“They are here. Someone is anyway. They just entered her living space.” “Yell out that you’re New Species,” Book paused. “Now.” Moon closed his eyes, his back to the door, not wanting to jar Joy. “I’m New Species!” he stated loudly. “I’m armed but it’s tucked into the back of my waistband. I won’t use the gun. I’m on the phone with Homeland.” “Put me on speaker,” Book demanded. “I don’t think her phone has that option.” Moon glanced at it. He didn’t see it on the face. “It doesn’t.”

They’d talked through everything—everything The night of the Blood Moon Festival had been chaos cloaked in celebration. Colton remembered drinking from the chalice like everyone else had, and then the next thing he knew they had found each other but his stomach felt like it was turning in on itself. He hadn’t known someone had tampered with them. He’d felt off almost immediately—his senses dulled, thoughts clouded, and then… nothing. Just flashes. Trees. Stars. Her body. Her scent. Heat and hunger. And then darkness.

“I am the person who writes down the bill.” The pull snapped. The pool shuddered into stillness, its surface smoothing with the offended dignity of a creature who has been told it will not be fed tonight. The red in it dimmed to a stain instead of a flame. “You’ve wounded it,” Maera said, and if there was triumph in her voice it was the quiet sort that prefers accuracy to celebration. “When the moon lifts, it will not redden fully. It will mouth at the tide and not drink.” “It’s not the same as ending it,” Evelyn said, exhausted down to the bones that conversations live in.

Everyone gasped as they all Drew back. “I can’t believe this!” a woman screamed. Every where was noisy but that too quickly changed, when a fireball of melting silver, hit the roof of the mansion. People ran to the safe house but the Luna pulled the trigger of her shotgun into the air and people ran for their life. It was like being in between the devil and the deep blue sea. People began to run in different directions then there was a voice. “Everyone on the floor, eyes on the ground. No looking. No peeping.” A voice thundered. And as quick as flash everyone did as they were told. Suddenly we were surrounded by an army of the blue moon pack.

When it found it's mark, the dust solidified into a long needle like object and pierced the map. "One down, five to go." Rasmosis spoke normally for his assistance to hear. He continued until he had found everyone's families except his own. "It's ok, I'll just find my own way. Nothing new for my bloodline anyway." he said as he pushed through the crowd inside the house "Ok, members of the Blood Moon pack, follow me. Everyone else get back inside." ciaran's voice boomed over the group loudly making everyone scatter quickly.

About ten days later, news came that our storm-damaged house had been partially repaired. This brought immense joy to us. We woke up early, planning to catch the earliest ride back. We walked along the street towards the bus station when a silver Mercedes pulled over at the roadside. The car was filled with the scent of cedar. The window rolled down to reveal Norton's handsome face. "Are you headed back to the Nightwalker Tribe? I'm going that way and can give you a lift," he said, taking off his sunglasses.

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

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.

Evelyn said, hyping me up. I chuckled feeling a little at ease but step after step that ease disappeared and fear rained like fire. Then the itching started. I paused before his chair where his head was buried in a book. I cleared my throat and he didn’t move. I cleared it again and nothing happened. I shrugged off my bag and slammed it onto the desk. That sure did the trick. Gideon Demetrius stared at me with his dark eyes and a big girl over here stared back unblinking with a slightly smug look on her face. Roar, bish, roar, she could hear Evelyn whispering. I bit back a smile and sat down.

~STELLA Everything that was happening around me was feeling like a movie. I thought I had hit the jackpot. Moon goddess knew how much I hated this Desire of a woman. I gritted my teeth as I sat on my bed wondering what to do to stop her. She was doing a lot. Even Avira has not done this much in a long time.