Case Closed Moonlight Sonata Novels & Stories

"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.

I gave him a look, and he laughed, “Do I look okay?” “Emily, you look beautiful. I swear, it’s like every pregnancy, you get more and more stunning.” I grinned when another wave of pain surged through my body. I was in so much pain that I was going in and out of consciousness. There were times that the doctor couldn’t get me back but managed to. I was trying so hard to push my baby out that I didn’t realize how weak I was getting. I could hear my husband muttering something under his breath. But then, I didn’t hear anything; all I could see was this bright light that almost blinded me. I wasn’t scared; I was at peace. It was then that a glowing figure appeared in front of me, and she smiled,

The other part was the real basement which was below the ground. Dara’s room window opened to the garden which was at the back of the house. It was a big garden. Cold wind blew and the moon looked beautiful than anything. She put her ear phones on and played hers and Wade’s favorite song. She sang softly with the song and watched the moon as it shined. “O for I can’t help falling in love with you!” she sang. After the song finished, she thought to go to her bed and get some sleep as she was feeling tired and sleepy now.

Matt said, giving her a playful smile. "So, I guess for now, we just wait until the next full moon?" Camden asked once their laughter had died down, seeking confirmation and a sense of direction. Matt's expression turned stern as he gently corrected her. "No, for now, we wait for you to get better and heal up. Then we worry about the full moon," he said firmly, determined to prioritize her well-being. Camden nodded, grateful for his steadiness and support.

Lena asked, flustered. “You. . .” he pointed tauntingly at her. “Worried about me?” His annoying laugh continued. “Of course I am, Jude. You're my mate,” she sneered. “And I'm yours too, whether you like it or not.” “Alright Lena, calm down. Because Selene directed me to you doesn't automatically mean I'm your damn mate.” Lena's eyes widened. “Yes. Yes, it does. That's literally what it means. That's exactly what happens when you're directed by the moon goddess to a female werewolf.”

Rose said giving my younger sister a welcoming smile. "I am Sonja Belikova," Sonja said looking a little nervous. She and Mama were the two Dhampirs submitting after all. While Mama was confident in her actions, Sonja seemed a little more hesitant in hers. She kneeled down in front of Rose, though no matter what she did she would have been smaller than Rose. "I hereby submit myself to you, Rose Hathaway. You have my loyalty should you chose to accept me or not, but know that I have a child on the way."

If I don't get out of here now, it would be me next. Slowly, I took some steps backward, looking around for an outlet or a place I could hide. It was past midnight and the moon's light was the only source of illumination. Thorns and woods are what filled my pathway and I didn't know where to turn to. With my mother's last words still reeling in my head, I cleared a path along the woods with my hand as I ran. Ignoring the thorns and rough tree barks, that pickled me, I ran like my life depended on it.

Back then, we crowded inside a tiny wooden cabin, each holding a bowl of meat soup, drinking every last drop before running beneath the moonlight to see whose howl could travel farther. Back then, I had truly been happy. When did it all change? “I didn’t forget,” I said softly, looking at Drake. “You did.” I untied the white moonvine rose from my wrist, revealing the ugly scar beneath it. “That day, what you were ready to sacrifice was my life and my future.” “You should have received my letter and the moonstone coins by now.” “Whatever existed between me and Blackwood is settled.” Orion threw a parchment scroll in front of them. It was the termination notice for every moon-energy support ag

Like he'd known exactly where to look before I'd arrived. "You," he said, "have been in this facility for two days." It wasn't a question. "I've had a full facility," I said. "I didn't realize I owed a status report." Something flickered across his face — not quite anger, something underneath it, sharper. "You don't owe me a status report, Nova. You owe me the courtesy of not finding out through Council backchannel gossip that Moonlight's long-dead heir surfaced alive, was confirmed by blood test, and has been sitting three hours from my border for two days while I heard about it from a Beta at a diplomatic dinner I wasn't even supposed to be at."

Once again, I turned around to face her to see her and her friends all growing as they read the medical reports. “Victoria, we will report this to the Werewolf Council,” she said and her friends all nodded and murmured in agreement. “Is “Moonlight” the only perfume that’s problematic?” “I’m not sure,” I replied honestly as I had only smelt “Moonlight”, but based on some of the other perfumes which colors should be more perfect, I guessed not only “Moonlight” was problematic, and I told her so. Luna Astraea and her friends’ faces turned grim. Even Mrs. Molly had the same expression as well.