Crescent Moon Book Series Novels & Stories

My fingers flexed, the sizzling sensation was thicker, stronger, and I liked it. “Who are you?” Her voice was low, fear dripping in it. ‘Your worst nightmare,” I sneered. “Kneel,” I ordered, they didn’t stand a chance, they couldn’t fight it. “You are his…” “Jonathan died for killing my mother and so will you,” I said in a low tone, cutting her off, I was done listening to the words that made it out of her lips. I was done. “Cor…” “My name is Crescent!” “Please…”

I took a long and shakily drawn-out breath and whispered back to him, “I know”. At the very moment the words left my mouth, my heart split in two. ---------------------------------------------------- Authors Note. Welcome back to The Moon Series. Thank you for your patience. I am working on multiple projects at the same time, but I will try to keep Twin Moon as my main priority. This section of the story will be vastly different from the happiness and sweetness that Part 1 gave you. But I hope that you stick with it through to the end. Remember to comment your thoughts and feelings along the way. I love reading your feedback.

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It wasn’t easy for him to deal with everything on his own. I felt much lighter once they’ve crossed the Crescent Moon pack borders, leaving for the Midnight pack. Dalton pulled me into a warm comforting embrace which I welcomed whole-heartedly. The whole pack howled happily, rejoiced to have finally got a Luna for their Alpha and the pack. I smiled into Dalton’s shoulder as I hugged him tighter. “Welcome to the Crescent Moon pack, Luna Cassandra.” Dalton whispered into my ear, his lips brushing against the soft skin there. I shivered, feeling hot fiery tingles travel the length of my body.

The moon hung full above Moonspire that night, casting its silver glow across the courtyard. Liora sat on the stone bench beneath the willow tree, the ancient book still in her lap. The words Children of the Crescent replayed in her mind until her head ached. Her heart yearned for peace, but instead the whispers had grown sharper, echoing like chants in her skull. You are more than you seem. The blood of the Moon flows in you. Awaken. She closed her eyes and pressed her palms against her ears, but the voices would not fade.

“This is one of the oldest libraries around, it has been over twelve generations. The few times I've used it, it has given me all I need.” He dumps the set of books in front of me, and pulls a chair sitting next to me. Dust hits my nostrils making me sneeze, I shoot him a glare. He gives an innocent toothy smile, that was totally intentional. “There are history books and books about various species in Crescent Moon,” he explains. I furrow my brows in confusion, “Are there other species in Crescent Moon?” I ask. “Yes, there are,” he says. “Let's have a little history lesson.”

(Evelyn’s POV) The moon hung low in the sky, casting its silvery glow over Crescent Valley. The ancient ground seemed to hum with an unspoken tension as Alex and I arrived with our pack warriors. Brian and Chris, along with the other warriors, kept a watchful distance, ready to step in if necessary. Alex held my hand tightly as we approached the clearing where Kael stood waiting, his figure illuminated by the moonlight. Kael was alone, his posture relaxed but his expression unreadable. His eyes, so much like Alex’s, glimmered with an unsettling mixture of bitterness and pain.

Zelena. I opened my eyes slowly. The sun was already shining brightly through the window. I reached my arm behind me and felt around the bed. I sat up quickly and looked around the room. Gunner wasn’t there. I took a deep breath and yawned stretching my arms out. Wait, my chest didn’t hurt. I twisted my back from side to side waving my arms in the air, my ribs didn’t hurt at all. I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through

If I let him, I'm sure Blaze would rip Alpha David apart, just for the way he touched her earlier. "Let's go through what we know of this pack" Dante suggested pulling out a book from his bag that held the history of the Cresent Moon pack. "Maybe it will provide a clue." It was a long shot, as we were here to collect information about the pack, but it was worth a try. We sat on the couch with the book proped between our knees. The book was relatively empty. It seemed even before they shut their borders, the pack flew under the radar.

Lilith said as she ran out of the kitchen door. Lichen Hills High Library-Lilith had a free period before lunch, so she decided to check out the library. Hopefully, she will be able to look up information. Werewolf bonds and soul mates; from what Demetri had told her that there is a slight chance for a werewolf to have another mate or find their second Mate if the pain of losing or being rejected doesn't kill them. From what she can tell, that bond between Oscar and herself is gone. Her inner wolf doesn't even react to Oscar kissing Brittany heck, and even her inner wolf doesn't even acknowledge him as our Mate anymore. She was pulling out a book with the tale of mate bonds and stories of th