Fantasy Harvest Moon Novels & Stories

He looks back at Greta but before he can say anything, she says, “My name is Harper. I am Greta’s Fairy and I know what you want me to do and I will help, but not for Prince Jeremiah…” Harper doesn’t hate Prince Jeremiah as she had seen the good in him during the time he spent at the Royal Blood Moon pack, but with everything that he caused to happen to those she sees as family, he can’t be forgiven easily. Harper always likes the shock she causes when they don’t remember exactly what a fairy can do. She smiles as Finn looks at her with shock before schooling her face and continuing, “I will be back on the night of the full red Luna Eclipse to help perform the ritual. You are very lucky a mo

It was every single supernatural in our world. The Harvest Moon was one of the rarest occasions we all celebrated something in common. The wolves were the strongest for the longest hours, the Harvest moon appeared in the sky, and the witches were at their most powerful from what I'd heard from Yenn. Even the faes, elves, merpeople, and other shifters tapped into their rawest and most powerful form. “I'm in. I'm in dire need of some fresh air outside these walls,” Adriana said, turning to me. “Are you coming?”

SELENE POV The full moon was bursting with light as it sat like a glowing pendant in the sky. I had no time to appreciate its beauty as I dashed through the forest. Cursing the moonlight that illuminated the trees, as well as myself, I leaped fluidly over a stone. I could feel my pursuers gaining ground on me and the thought of being captured sent a thrill of fear through my bones. I pushed myself to run even faster. I went to jump over a fallen log covered in mushrooms when my boot slipped on some moss. With a curse, I rolled with agility and leaped to my feet before darting around a tree. I could hear the rolling thunder of the horses growing louder as the riders shouted at one another.

"Don't remind me, yesterday was the first time I saw you in control. Your wolf didn't want to kill him" "Ivan is my childhood friend, I won't kill him. I was just mad" Skylar mumbled. Shailyn poked her arm. "Why are you rouse, pup?" "Do you know what a blue moon is?" She consulted, staring at Shailyn, watched as the fairy nodded. "A red moon represent the rise and fall of the Lycan Alpha King, a blue moon represent the rise of the King's Queen, Luna of all magical creatures" Skylar fluttered her eyes, frowning in complication. "I don't get it"

“You and Lucian have been married a year now. I'm not pushing, but I expect to see some little ones running around the house in the next year or two.” I froze, the air leaving my lungs. I didn't know where to look. Carlie beamed at me, her eyes warm. “He's right, dear. I had Lucian when I was your age. You should start preparing. Actually, I have something for you.” She reached into a bag and pulled out a bundle of dried, silver-tinged leaves. “This is Moon-Sere Herb. It's a traditional tonic to strengthen the female body for a pup. You look a bit pale, Nadia. Start taking this every day, and you'll get your strength back soon.”

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

It was a celebration of abundance and gratitude, where the pack came together to honor their shared heritage and create lasting memories. As the morning sun climbed higher, casting a warm glow upon us all, Alpha Navarro, Luna Maris, and I stepped onto the stage, our hearts pulsating with pride. The harvest festival was more than a mere celebration; it was a testament to the unity and resilience of our pack, a time to honor the blessings bestowed upon us by the Moon Goddess and share our abundance with those we held dear.

Her captivating dark-brown eyes promised me the world, pulling me into their depths even when she couldn’t feel the mate bond- I know because I searched for her the moment I felt it forming years ago. It had been years back, at an annual ceremonial gathering. We had been joined by a few members from the neighbouring packs that my father had invited to a wine moon party, more popularly known as ' Moon Harvest’, which is just a fancy way of inviting a night of fun and drinking before harvesting begins. Long ago, way before my father’s time, obviously, farmers would plant their crops late into the night, with the aid of the bright moonlight, as electricity wasn’t a thing back then. Tradition ke

"So, moonlight isn't just sunlight bouncing off the moon; it's like a transformed version of sunlight, carrying a different energy?" "Exactly!" She nodded, pleased with my understanding. "It's like the moon's own version of sunlight, altered and imbued with a unique essence as it journeys through space and time before reaching us here on Earth. That's what makes harvesting moonlight so intriguing—it's tapping into this distinct energy source, harnessing its qualities for various purposes. It's almost like the blue fires used by certain creatures, but not quite similar."

“You mean... they offered those children to the Monster Harvesters under the Full Moon?” Patricia clicked her tongue, a sound of pure disdain. “You youngsters hate reading history, don't you? It wasn't the Harvesters. Those things are better described as the Goddesses of the Inverse Moon—dark entities that feed on unawakened blood.” I felt a cold shiver crawl up my spine. “And what happened to them? How did it end?”