Crescent The Series Novels & Stories

Look, I know its only mid-May, but it was a highly requested. The line starts with Cole, Dallas, me, Liam, Mia and ends with Walker. We make it through the first half with minimal scares. Though, Cole keeps pretending that everything scares him, making the haunted house more funny then scary.

Leo said coldly. She scoffed. “You think I will be threatened by Alphas from an extinct pack. Me? Veronica Winston? The daughter of the Alpha of Crescent Moon?” Oh…them. Crescent Moon was a pack further up North. Arguably one of the three strongest packs in the country after Caelthorn and Riverside in the west. But of course, the most notable thing about them was… “The Alpha with two mates?” I blurted out, poking my head around my human wall.

“Uh you flatter me, dear one. Come.” They went inside Christine’s office. The witch went in first and start rummaging on her cabinet. “Oh this is taking too long!” she complained to herself. She snapped her fingers once and before them, a familiar bow came to view. Azrael was shocked to see it again. It has been a long time since she saw it. Without even realizing she found herself saying… “The Crescent Bow…” Christine only smiled. The bow was a shining silver the shape is like the crescent moon in the night sky.

They were the epitome of strength and pride among the werewolves, embodying the essence of royalty. The vampires, already harboring deep resentment toward the werewolves, now found themselves seething with hatred for this ‘new breed’ of wolves. The White Crescents' unmatched power made the vampires feel threatened and vulnerable. As if things weren’t complicated enough, some dark witches, eager to tip the balance of power, forged an alliance with the vampires with a single goal: to eradicate the White Crescents. A thousand years ago, King Alpha Zachary and Queen Luna Sienna had another baby. A baby girl! She was born with hazel green eyes.

"The case I mentioned before, about the girl who could only mate during the full moon? I discovered she was a hybrid - part witch, part werewolf. Her condition had a clear origin." "But..." I started, then faltered. "The situation you described," she continued, her voice gentle but probing, "it doesn't seem to have an origin. At least, not one we can discern. Curses come from somewhere, but this one… seems to be an anomaly.” "But how can that be? I saw..." I caught myself, quickly adding, "I mean, my friend saw those men die. Right in front of her eyes." The priestess's gaze sharpened, her head tilting slightly. "Are you certain it was a curse that killed them? How sure are you?"

Crescent High was supposed to be a new start, but it felt like another cage, with eyes watching me, waiting for me to slip. Sleep finally came, heavy and restless, Sasha’s smile the last thing I saw.

“Tristan was your cousin. Not just your rival. Your blood. He knew what you were. That’s why he feared you. That’s why he hunted you. The prophecy said the true heir of Crescent would rise in fire. And you did.” I staggered back like I’d been hit. Crescent. I’d heard the name. Every rogue had. The oldest pack in the northern territories. Once ruled by a line of alphas so strong, they didn’t need alliances—they were the alliance. Until the bloodshed. Until a child vanished. Until Tristan took over with stories of tragedy and fate. That child was me? “Why now?” I rasped. “Why are you just showing your face now?” Her eyes softened, and I saw a flicker of sadness. “Because the prophecy only awak

He turned the body over, revealing a jagged symbol carved into the chest — a serpent coiled around a crescent moon. My stomach dropped. “You’re kidding.” “The Serpent Crest,” Damien said grimly. “I thought they were extinct.” “They were,” Sebastian said. “Until now.” I groaned. “Of course. Because things weren’t apocalyptic enough.” Celeste stood still, her face unreadable — but her eye. There was something haunted there. Like she knew more than she wanted to admit. And for a second — just one — she looked less like a noblewoman and more like someone who’d walked through hell before.

"Celeste, you know me. You know I wouldn't make this stuff up. Werewolves are real and one is attacking humans. Jack made us swear to leave you out of it, but you're in danger. More so than the rest of us. I don't want you walking around campus without knowing all the facts. Crescent wolves are the most dangerous kind." Something like recognition flared behind her eyes. "Crescent wolves?" Matt nodded, happy that she wasn't laughing and calling him crazy. "Most crescent wolves are okay once they've gotten past the initial stages of changing, but some of them crave the violence too much and they just never stop killing." "Jack said something about Crescent wolves the other day. But he told me

Chris began, but Damien interrupted him. “I heard the Crescent pack was attacked last night. Do you have any information about it?” The Crescent pack was large, bigger than the Eclipse pack, but not quite at the grand level the Eclipse pack was aiming for in a few years. “It wasn’t an attack. Some teenagers in the pack snuck out for a night party and came back drunk. They mistakenly triggered the alarm system and nearly paid with their lives.” “Okay, see you tomorrow then,” Damien said dismissively. Chris didn’t budge.