Crescent The Series Novels & Stories

“It seems.. there's bad luck today because you, a witch is here. It's a disturbance to we humans.” “Let's have coffee.” I pointed to the coffee shop right in front of us. Kelly agreed and we entered the coffee shop, ordered snacks and coffee. “So.. tell me, what's your witch realm like?” I cleared my throat, “It is called Crescent moon, it is beautiful, mostly warm in the day and cold at night. It snows and rains whenever the leader of Crescent moon passes away and sometimes rain when the moon gives birth to the sun.” “So you don't get to see the rain and snow quite often?”

Leona monologue with a slight smile. Leona doesn't know. That the problem in her new life was not just about getting on William's annoyance. More than that, now Leona has entered into a world full of secrets that have been kept by William. Would she realize that the man who lived under the same roof as her was now a werewolf who might pounce on her at any moment? *** To be continued...

" She held up her wrist, showcasing a sparkling green bracelet. Then, she smirked, pointing at the simple bracelet on my wrist. "Do you really think Ethan bought that especially for you? It's just a freebie that came with mine. You're only fit for my hand-me-downs!" I glanced down at my bracelet. It was a birthday gift from Ethan a few months ago, and I had always treasured it even though it was not expensive. Yet, it had unexpectedly become Mandy's tool for humiliation, a weapon to wound me.

“This is a possibility. One of many. The Rift shows what might be, what could have been… and what still lingers.” Around them, the air shimmered, and scenes unfolded like theater on the glass sky. —A version of Kael with silver-streaked hair stood alone before the Crescent throne, a crown in one hand, Aria’s broken pendant in the other. —Lena knelt beside a pyre of Crescent warriors, tears streaming down her face as flames consumed them. —Brin, older and scarred, stalked through a frozen world where wolves howled under red moons. And then—

“So am I. But I also know that fear doesn’t stop us. Fear makes us faster. Smarter. Deadlier.” She paused, locking eyes with several warriors. “They think I’m the key to the end of the world. They’re wrong. I’m the beginning of something they cannot control. I am Crescent. I am Luna. And I will not let darkness claim another soul tonight!” A cheer erupted, wild and primal. The unity of desperate creatures choosing to live. To fight. Varek rode beside her as they led the charge down the mountain path. “That speech was almost inspiring.” “Almost?” she smirked.

coolly, tilting my head."Greetings, Lords." My bracelet snagged on the ornate silver chain on the arm of the person who appeared to be the oldest brother as I moved forward to give a polite hello."Ah—wait—" The moonstone landed between our feet after bouncing once as the bracelet's clasp broke loose.The courtyard was swept by a strong wind.They were caught off guard as my aura suddenly became uncontrollable. Goddess, oh goddess!Why at this particular moment? The three brothers were instantly overcome by it.Together, their eyes deepened, turning into gold-rimmed irises.One took a deep breath and staggered backward.Another balled his fists, as though he were holding himself in.The youngest ga

" I said desperately. "Afraid? let's talk about it." Rebecca's voice got louder, carrying across the clearing. "Let's talk about how Silas was found torn apart after his first hunt with you. How David's throat was ripped open just weeks after accepting you. How Wesley just collapsed and died, perfectly healthy one day, dead the next." "Those were accidents!" I shouted. "I wasn't even there when Wesley died!" "Weren't you?" Rebecca tilted her head. "Funny how death follows you everywhere, Kiera. Funny how convenient all these accidents were."

She said in an almost inaudible tone. "Crescent Moon? Are they a powerful pack too?" I asked and they both turned to me with an expression that clearly says, 'don't you know anything at all?' Well I didn't know and that was why I asked right? "Crescent Moon pack is one of the strongest pack and they reside in the mountains. How can you not even know this Iris? I remember you received a history textbook as a present some time ago." She scolded. Oh, the gift from Chad. I had long stopped reading it. History was not my forte and I couldn't help it.

Broken relics littered long wooden tables—silver goblets, cracked masks, rusted weapons etched with symbols she didn’t recognize. Dust covered everything like an outer layer. A massive chandelier hung crooked overhead, its crystals blackened with age. Kevin let out a low whistle. “What the hell is this place?” Ryan walked slowly further inside, eyes scanning everything with sharp focus. “A Crescent archive.” His voice was low with a hint of respect now. The Crescent Clan were exactly as the rumours had it. Their aura was unlike anything Ryan had ever felt. Even in the abandoned archive, he still felt it… their power.