Eye Of The Moon Novels & Stories

“But whatever it is… the Moon’s watching closely.” Elise looked up at the fractured moon above, its reflection mirrored faintly in her eyes. For the first time, she didn’t flinch from its light. “Then let it watch,” she said softly.

"We're going to tear that eye out of the sky." They ran toward the hangar, the Lunar Moss turning a sickly, poisonous purple as they passed. The air was getting thinner, the Gaea’s oxygen supply being siphoned off by the Moon’s core. They reached the hangar just as the Gaea’s light-sails were being shorn off by giant, mechanical shears. The Mother-Code’s scream echoed through the halls, a sound of absolute biological agony. "The Eye is a transmitter!" Aradaa shouted over the roar of the machinery. "He’s going to broadcast the fusion signal from the Moon to the Earth! It’ll hit everyone at once!"

There was no change in the surrounding scenery, nor any unusual movement. It was completely silent. The water in the distance was totally calm, and the surface of the lake was like a smooth mirror without any ripples. However, Evil Moon's black onyx-like eyes narrowed slightly. Its pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, sparkling with strange brilliance. It leaped silently off the back of the ancient crocodile, and the fur on its neck stood on end like steel needles, resembling a white male lion assuming a vigilant posture.

Copyright ©️ 2026 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions. Technically, she isn’t under any obligation to report my movements. That is just gossip, but the new future Luna might try to retaliate. My sister isn’t afraid of her and she knows that our bloodline is clearly strong enough to equal the leaders if I was the Goddess-chosen future Luna. With that thought, I smile and step out of the front door. My first stop will be the elementary school, my favorite place.

“The North didn't just steal the land. They stole the blood. They are the parasites of the Moon.” The image began to distort. The black fog from the vision started to bleed out of the Obsidian Mirror, swirling around my wrists like oily snakes. The "Feedback" was starting. The Mirror began to vibrate, a high-pitched shriek of stone against stone. "Elara, pull back!" Malachi’s voice sounded miles away.

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

My head was spinning, and at this moment, it was too much to bear. Alone, I pulled the Afghan over myself and watched the figures moving across the screen, enjoying being able to lie down and stretch out comfortably for the first time in days. I stared at the sunshine peering through the sliding glass doors to the right, when my thoughts went to the Moon Goddess, Selene, and what Magenta had said.

* *I am* Gunner gazed at me as we floated above the stage together. His eyes glowed brilliantly, I could come to love this colour on him. He smiled and nodded his head in agreement. I closed my eyes and said a hushed prayer to the Moon Goddess, to the All Mother. ‘Thank you, Mother’ I whispered. A warm feeling flooded my chest, a feeling of love and adoration took hold inside of me. She is a part of me. Now and always.

"I can't describe what I am feeling right now, but something has definitely changed. I don’t know—why are you looking at me like that, Zoren?" "Your left eye," he whispered. "It’s different." "You have an eye that resembles the moon," Old Fool chimened in. "The strongest one of them all, the one that was yet to be born... the only one that can fulfill what’s to be done and the answer to all the problems. She has the moon in her eye and powers that will overflow to the horizons." "I don’t understand what he’s saying, Zoren. What happened with my eye?" "It changed; the color of your eyes has a hint of purple and white now," he responded. "Does it feel different? Can you sense something changin

where my love was displayed as a foolish, messy mistake. The people didn't attack us. They simply watched us with those hollow, silver eyes, their collective "Peace" acting as a psychic pressure that tried to drown out our "Grey" fire. "Mother, look at the moon," Leo said, pointing upward. The sun was high, but the moon was visible too—a massive, solid silver disc that was currently eclipsing the violet star. From the moon, a single beam of white light shot down into the center of the city, into the Inner Sanctum.