Crescent The Series Novels & Stories

But, the full moon suddenly turned red. ******************** Not far from Wulfe was Khron, the land of the werelions. While Wulfe celebrated the arrival of an heir, Khron also celebrated the arrival of their heir. Leander, Alpha of the werelions could not take his eye off his newborn baby girl. He was mesmerized by her beauty. Who would not get lost in those big green eyes? He stroked her beautiful hair which was as dark as night and as shiny as crystal stones. Alecto, the seer began to get closer so he could see the child. Alecto was respected by all for he was a great seer. He was the only person in Khron that could look the Alpha eye to eye.

She clutched her temples, feeling a little disoriented. "This is not your world," "You are in Ceastrerion." Asmia murmured lightly so as not to startle Eleanor. "Ceastre- what? I don’t understand at all." Because of what was going on, Eleanor felt like her head was going to burst. The information presented to her was barely convincing. “This has occurred to you for reasons I don't understand, but I'm eager to help you find out. “ "What exactly do you mean when you say I'm not in my world? What is this world?" Eleanor could hardly believe her ears. For her, everything appears too hazy.

Crestwood City, the Kingdom of Crescent, is home to five major towns, three of which are Euphria, Lavereena, and Riverwoods Town. A long time ago, in the Kingdom of Crescent where Crestwood City is located, the moon goddess chose immortals to bestow her three sacred daughters—a strong spirit wolf famed for its pristine white fur and striking amber eyes. Each wolf is unique and possesses enormous power; whoever owns one will become formidable. Those immortals are known as ‘Chosens’ and share the same birthmark: a crescent moon. In addition to the Chosens, there was also the ‘Gifteds’. These are the immortals selected by the moon goddess to be gifted with strong wolves. Wolves as formidable as

A thump pulled me out of my focus, and I veered my head to Higan, who pushed against a cracked counter with a growl tucked in his throat. “Sit,” Khalid ordered icily. Higan bit down on his protest, but he braced his arms on his knees, staring at the floor with sweat pooling on his temples and agitation in his squared shoulders. In what seemed about five minutes later, the Crescent pack poured in next to align right by Higan. There were seven in number. Maybe, with the same girl that looked like Tess leading them, and Adolph, one of Higan's Beta, lingering behind. “Crescent’s pretending they still know how to hold a street in the west where there's some odd movement from a smaller group.” I r

They didn't even interact. “Is something going on with you guys?” I ask. “No, why would you say that?” he replies. “I observed. You two never go a day without speaking to each other, and you ignored each other totally,” I said. “There's nothing like that going on. I was just so worried about the attack. Tell me what pack is it this time?” he inquires. We have lots of enemies that have waged war against us in the past. The Crescent pack is the largest and most successful pack anyone has ever seen, so it's bound to make lots of enemies who want to conquer it. Especially as it is being led by two young brothers.

faintly glowing, shaped like a crescent moon split in half. Zac’s crest. I could only stare, my pulse racing, as the edges of it pulsed with heat. It wasn’t over. It had only just begun.

Just held my gaze, gold flecks in his eyes catching the lantern light and holding it like secrets. I looked away first. My fingers curled in my lap. “Where’s my anklet?” He stood slowly. Reached into an inner pocket of his cloak. The silver chain dangled from his fingers. the crescent moon charm swinging gently. My heart tripped over itself. He stepped closer. Close enough that I had to tilt my head back to meet his eyes. “You want it?” he asked, voice low. “Yes.” He leaned in.Just near enough that I could feel the heat coming off him.

Luna Vivienne approached Luna Vivienne separated from the crowd and approached me. She was even more striking up close, her bearing regal despite the fading bruises from her own trial. Her dark eyes studied me with an intensity that made me want to look away, but I held her gaze. "That was unlike anything I've seen in all my years of combat training." She paused, genuine curiosity crossing her features. "What pack did you say you were from?" "Crescent," I answered, keeping my voice steady. "It's a small pack in the northern territories."

Zara’s POV “Everyone, fall back to your hostels,” Mistress Kyenna said, her voice sounding calm. “We’ll return tonight for the Awakening Programme.” She waited a moment, watching the crowd settle, then added, “We’ll start from the beginning.” The students around me exhaled with relief. Most had failed the first round, and they were happy to get another shot. They all burst into laughter as the lines broke. People relaxed, started talking again, walking back in small groups. But I couldn’t move.

Kaelen knelt beside them, lips brushing the child’s forehead, and whispered, “You are our future, our legacy, and our light. Blessed Luna Rising continues through you.” The moon hung high, full and luminous, its light bathing Crescent Fang in silver splendor. The air was filled with the quiet hum of life, the gentle rustle of trees, and the distant call of night creatures. Crescent Fang had endured. Crescent Fang had flourished. Crescent Fang would continue to shine, guided by love, courage, and the indomitable spirit of the Blessed bloodline.