Crescent City Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That familiar build up in my gut was coming again. My nails dug into Hectors shoulders and I felt myself cuming again. Just when I was at the edge, Hector’s teeth dug into my neck and I exploded. I could not contain the loud moan that erupted from me. we both had cum at the same time and he marked me. It was the best feeling ever, under the crescent moon, by the lake, with the sounds of water. I loved every bit of it.

The crescent moon smiles down below. Ignorant of the world below. The stars glow, and the moon shines. A tear falls from your eye. The moon smiles a slim, thin grin. Now our story truly begins. Chapter Three: Secrets Revealed “Angelica, you need to calm down,” Astra called from her broom as she descended from the sky and jumped to the ground. Her broom collapsed into a pocket-sized hand broom. Angelica growled at Astra as she moved to a lunge to attack. Astra grabbed the broken necklace from the ground, and it turned into a magic lasso. She dodged Angelica’s attack as the lasso wrapped around angelicas neck, forming a new chain.

"I'm sure." "The fee is ten million. Non-refundable. Once we start, there's no turning back. We'll wipe your scent from existence. You can never return to our world." He pushed a file across the table. "You've really thought this through?" I signed the name Cressida. Probably for the last time. "I have." I walked out of the abandoned factory. The city lights glittered in the night. Every screen in the city played the same story. "Black Moon Alpha Ronan announces his Mating Ceremony with Cressida, to be held in seven days..."

How dare she tainted my Luna like that? “Yeah?” She smiled and hugged me again while I am fixing the files here in the library. “Gotta go, bye.” I waved my hand until she closes the door and makes a dirty finger as soon as she closes it. I throw my mug at the door, imagining it was her head. “Calm yourself West. You come this far, so don’t you dare ruin your plan.” I spend the day stalking Cresia and I observe that her dogs are growing in numbers.

Crescent howled softly, her silvery fur shimmering, the sunlight reflecting in her amber eyes, the grove a sanctuary, the warmth a shared promise. Alya walked away from the grove, her steps sure, the journal tucked under her arm, Crescent at her side, the sunlight filtering through the canopy, the air filled with the scent of pine, wildflowers, and the faint whisper of magic, the grove a sacred space of memory, the Dawn Pack’s legacy a radiant flame in the forest’s heart. The horizon beckoned, a new story waiting to be written, the Lunar Legacy a tale that would echo through the ages, its embers sparking the possibility of another journey, a new pack, and a new dawn.

she explained and she made a lot of sense. “That's true, but what happens when father or mother or worse still, Ryan finds us in this Compromising situation,” I said panicking, I didn't know much about life here in the open or how things were viewed but I did know what was right and what was wrong. “When we get to that bridge, we will be able to cross it,” she simply answered and I decided to go with her flow, this was my first night and day in the crescent pack and so far, so good, I was enjoying every bit of it and worrying won't do me any good right now, I decided. So I lay beside her still, not wanting to spoil the good mood of the night.

Short Story's Blurb: Being abused by her father, Alpha Talon of Nightshade Pack for many years, Fiona dreamed of finding her mate and escaping from her hell. After finding her mate was Alpha Garrick at the awakening gathering when she finally reached eighteen years old, Fiona dreamed of being the best mate and best Luna for him. However, Fiona’s elder sister, Amber, disappeared with Garrick at the party and showed up with his marks the next day. Fiona’s heart shattered as she knew their betrayal and was ruthlessly rejected by Alpha Garrick later. Despite all of these, never had she thought that the Moon Goddess made a second plan for her when she met Alpha Cyrus—her childhood friend and now

I whispered, almost to myself, my gaze drifting along her skin… And then I stilled. Something caught my eye. My breath hitched. A mark. A crescent mark… resting low against her back. My breathing grew uneven as I stared at it, blinking once, twice, as if it might disappear. But it didn’t. “Impossible…” I breathed, my eyes fixed on it.

CAELUM’S POV I slammed my fist into the chamber wall, the stone cracking under the force, but the pain barely registered. How the hell did it come to this? I paced back and forth, my boots echoing like gunshots in the empty room. I’d pictured it so many times, claiming Selene fully, being the first to break through her barriers, to make her mine in every way. But that bastard Darius stole it. He deflowered her, took what I craved.

It was stretching — branching outward, like light seeking something beyond this room, beyond this land. “A pull,” I said slowly. “But not towards you…” The air shimmered. Just for a heartbeat, the room seemed to tilt with shadows bending unnaturally toward the window. My wolf stiffened, a low warning rippling through her. My eyes snapped open. “Xavier,” I said, dread curling through my spine. “The Crescent isn’t just waking.” His jaw tightened. “Then what is it doing?” I pressed my hand to my wrist as the glow flared bright enough to cast pale light across the floor.