Crescent Moon Book Series Novels & Stories

Reagan raised a brow. “Crescent Moon is a prosperous pack, rich with vegetation, topography perfect for fortresses and located in a prime region nestled between mountains and the sea.” He spoke. “That’s just the pros of the land. The members are educated in combat, healing, and foraging. They are neo were-wolves. I dare you to take over them. Take their land and take their loyalty.” Reagan’s lips curled into a crooked grin. “Is that a challenge, Freddie?”

His eyes blazed as he spun us around lifting me on top of him in a straddle. We were perfectly made for one another, and our bond was as strong as ever. As I lowered myself to meet his lips I knew, no matter what happened, whatever the future held, as long as we were together, we could make it through anything. THE END. A/N: Thank you for reading this story. It was somewhat my first as I began writing it simultaneously with another book in this series when Onyx’s character came to me, and it just kind of took on a life of its own. I hope it has been an enjoyable ride for you and appreciate you looking past some grammatical and typo errors. I encourage you to also give my other stories a chan

Selene stood firm, her moonfire-infused hands glowing with an ethereal light. With a swift motion, she unleashed a wave of moonfire, engulfing the minions. They shrieked, their dark forms dissolving into nothingness. She smirked - she was right - they were no match for her. Selene's eyes scanned the surrounding area, searching for more threats. The silence was oppressive, heavy with Ares's dark energy. Suddenly, the air rippled, and Ares emerged from the shadows. His eyes blazed with malevolent intent. "Selene," he sneered. "I have no idea how you escaped the time loop but you’re just in time to witness the beginning of my reign."

Behind him was a huge map showing Glaham and Moonglade was highlighted in blue. Moonglade was near the north surrounded by forest from all directions, which made it the safest among the other clans. Noah’s eyes wandered the map till he spotted the land labeled ‘Crescents’. When he thought about it, Moonglade is closest to the Crescent than the other clans. It was a straight path south from the Crescents to the Moonglade. It made more sense to him that Ophelia winded up here than anywhere else. Noah was thankful she did, only to feel shameful for liking something that was a result of a massacre.

NOTE: HI GUYS! The following chapters will be teasers for this book. This particular book is a series on its own with five books. Let me know if you like it after reading the teasers. INTRODUCTION Two years ago, Caidyn caused a young man to drown in the waters of loss after he had seen her. On that day, Lucien Dracmon sat on a rock at the riverbank, starring at the beautiful petals of a moon flower that grew only around this particular river. It only bloomed at night and he had come out because of it and to also comfort himself.

How did his mother befriend a witch if what was Primrose saying is true? “A… A w-witch?” Zane couldn’t help but stutter. “There has no knowledge of the wolves about any witch living in Moon Valley.” Zeev said in his calm tone. “Even if you’re hidden here, rumors should’ve gone far out to the west going to Moon Stone. Your scent is indeed unfamiliar and almost inexistent. But this might also be a trap set by the Crescent Luna to any intruders.” “I understand the precautions. I respect that. But if you think this is a trap, I suggest you go back to Moon Stone now before dark hits the ground. The Crescent Luna pack hunts every third week of the month. You still have a long way back if you’re wa

I greeted. “We bid our guests welcome. Thank you for joining us to observe this event, Bloodmoon leaders and Portland Clan vampires. You helped get us to this moment, and even though we move forward and forge this new bond as Silverclaws, you are forever family in our hearts.” I bowed my head in the direction of Logan and then Caleb. “For the first time in over thirty years, my grandmother’s late Luna Laraine Argyris’ hope for her people begins.” I smiled.

More starts glittered, and the night ascended like a velvet cloth, swallowing every tree, shrubs and the farthest grasslans she could see. Orange rays rose from the eastern zone, as the moon rose from beneath the sky showering every place of the world with it’s blessing. She raised her hands and asked it to protect her. She was in the middle of nowhere, she wasn’t aware of the dangersthat were hovering around her but with but with the moon and the stars above her then she had to fear nothing. "Karen." A voice rose from above, raising her from the place she was sitting on, cutting short her happiness.

Calm Before the Storm (Isabella's POV) The library smelled like old paper and cedar polish. Sunlight slanted through tall windows, catching dust motes that floated lazy in the air. I’d slipped away after the snowball fight, cheeks still pink from cold and laughter, needing quiet to sort through the mess inside my head. Shelves stretched high, packed with leather-bound books that looked older than the pack itself. I pulled one down at random, thick, dark cover stamped with a crescent moon. Ancient Mate Bonds: Stories of the Moon Goddess’s Gift and Curse. My fingers traced the title. I sank into a worn armchair, opened it, and started reading.

He seemed lost in his own thoughts, and a serious frown formed on his handsome face. "What is bothering you this morning?" I asked, placing my fork down on my plate. Kurt set his coffee mug on the marble counter and turned his body to face me. "We need to talk about our current political situation, Heidi. Jason brought me the morning reports from the border patrols, and the territory is growing restless." "Are they restless because of the Institute?" I asked, feeling a familiar knot of anxiety twist in my stomach. "They do not know about the Institute yet," Kurt explained patiently. "They are restless because you are their new Luna, but you have been hiding inside this massive estate since t