Emma Parker Crescent Moon Novels & Stories

I sucked in a sharp breath and hissed, because it hurt—hurt like a rule being enforced. Dax noticed. His eyes flashed. “She’s binding us tighter,” he muttered. Mara’s gaze flicked to the tether and she looked pleased. “It’s stabilizing,” she said. “Good. A protector anchored, a mate infected. All the doors I need.” “Door to what?” I demanded. Mara’s voice lowered, reverent in a way that made my skin crawl. “To the first Moon Cage.” The seam in the wall widened again, and cold air rushed in—sharp and clean, like outdoor night.

---------- EMMA Again, I don’t know what is going on for the last week. Everyone seems to be busy. While in my office, I look over at my calendar and realise that the full moon is coming. I get up out of my chair and walk over to the window and look at the half-moon that is in the sky tonight. I sigh as I look out over the woods not far and remember when Master Jeremiah took me down that small path to his cabin and then after my first shift made that much pleasure run through my body I didn’t know if I would survive when it finally exploded inside me.

“Alpha douchebag happens to have a lover he’s in love with—well, according to the source—and he thinks she’s a devil out to separate them. Worst part? He doesn’t believe in the moon goddess or any of that jazz. In case you don’t know, the Sinister Smile Pack and the Blood Moon Pack are two of the few packs that don’t come to the MPMAC.” “MPMAC? What’s that?” “Moonlight Pack Mate Awakening Ceremony! Where the heck have you been all this time? Well, that aside, back to what we were talking about—it’s exactly like your situation seven years ago: the moon goddess is giving her a taste of her own medicine.”

The morning after the half-cleared Blood Moon felt wrong from the moment the sun tried to rise and failed. The sky was still bruised red, a washed-out scar that refused to heal. A dull ache sat in Ember’s bones, a pulsing reminder of last night’s shift…of Kaila rising fully, of Darius’s wolf, Venus, meeting her in the dark woods with a hunger that felt older than the pack itself. But she hadn’t seen Madeline. She hadn’t even been allowed near that wing of the pack house. And now…with the Blood Moon’s aftermath stretching its claws across the territory…Darius tightened the restrictions even further.

"He's fucking Nadia." Silence. "Marcus?" "Address. Now." "I'm fine. I just…" "Elara Vonross, if you don't tell me where you are right now, I will track your phone and show up with a baseball bat and a very bad attitude." I told him. He was there in fifteen minutes. The club was loud and dark and exactly what I needed. Marcus worked at Eclipse, a strip club downtown that pretended to be upscale. He got us into the VIP section, poured me something strong and sweet, and let me sit in silence while dancers moved on stage.

“We will also be able to sense each other a whole lot better. Know if we are in danger, or upset… A lot will improve.” I sat up and stared down at the lake. Tiny diamonds were reflected on the water. The moon was further to my right. The crescent image was not so clear but it was not hard to tell what it was. It swam at one spot and gave the lake some color in the dark. A crescent moon reflection. The moon was out here listening to our screwed up stories and wondering how we were going to fix it. I had no clue. But I was very sure that we were going to pull through. If what it takes is us moving mountains, then mountains we will move.

"My dear Kara, trust the forces that guide our paths. Sometimes, circumstances conspire to test the strength of our love. A mixture of confusion and determination washed over Kara, her emotions ebbing like the tides of the sea. Upon Luna's departure, Kara closed her eyes, relinquishing herself to the healing embrace of rest. As the moon ascended the night sky, casting a silvery glow through her window. Days turned into weeks, and the pulse of life began to return to Kara's body. With each passing day, her vitality grew stronger, her determination more steadfast. No longer confined to her room, she ventured into the moonlit forest, walking the familiar paths she had once shared with Ryder.

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”

I asked myself. The forest was quiet, the light was bright. I shielded my eyes with my hand. And to my own bewilderment I noticed that my arm had grown back. I looked at it, amazed. I seemed to be all alone but then I saw Dawn appear out of nowhere, she was holding a bunch of flowers and smiling gleefully at me. "Dawn?" She smiled even brighter. “Come Kaldar, no one can disturb us… no one can harm us.” She said.

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said