Full Moon Alchemy Novels & Stories

Her power merged with his spirit across the bond. The fragments responded, vibrating violently, light flaring as ancient voices rose around them. “Oathbound. Fated. Flame and fang.” Outside, Kael stood alone before Alaric, refusing to fall. “You’ll never break me,” he spat. “Not while she breathes.” Suddenly, light blazed across the battlefield, surging from the sanctum like the first sunrise in eons. The Moonstone was reborn. A shockwave of energy erupted, vaporizing the shadows, banishing Alaric’s darkness. He screamed as his form began to crumble.

They were close now, so close that Aria could feel the presence of something looming on the edge of her senses, something far more ancient than even the Dark Wood itself. They pushed through the last of the thick, tangled underbrush, and then, suddenly, the trees parted. Before them stood an altar—a massive stone structure, carved with intricate symbols that pulsed with a faint glow. The air around it shimmered with power, the very ground beneath their feet vibrating with an ancient energy. The light they had seen was emanating from an orb set atop the altar, suspended in the air by some unseen force. Its glow was an unnatural shade of violet, rippling like a pool of water disturbed by unsee

“You look tired, I have to say.” “Long night.” “You should drink Moonlight Spring water when this is over. It helps.” I frowned slightly and asked, “What are you talking about?” “The water they use during the ceremony,” Colin explained. “Each year, the Alpha King collects it himself from the Moonlight Spring during the full moon. Only a few flasks are ever drawn. They say it’s blessed by the Moon Goddess. It restores strength, purifies energy, that sort of thing.” “And we’re supposed to drink it?” I asked.

************* Two days remain until the annual Full Moon Celebration, the single most important event in the kingdom. This festival occurs only once a year, when the moon reaches its fullest and brightest, bathing the lands in silver light. Every allied Alpha King, royal family, noble bloodline, and high-ranking wolf gathers at King Damien's pack to celebrate the Moon Goddess, renew alliances, discuss political matters, witness traditional ceremonies, and indulge in a grand feast before the sacred moonlit dance. For weeks, the palace has been a hive of frantic activity. Servants polish the marble hallways until they gleam like mirrors, hang heavy silver banners embroidered with intricate moo

The full moon hung heavy in the night sky, silver light pouring through the skylight of my attic ritual room. I had prepared everything carefully. Salt circle. Candles burning with sacred herbs. The ancient grimoire open on the wooden altar. Tonight I would bind a powerful shifter as my familiar. The price? My body, given willingly under the moon’s power.

“Then what?” “Well, then we got the necessary spells from them. They showed us protection, fire, water, and even some basic attack spells. The priests were put in charge of practicing conjuring water from the air in order to have it prepared in case they needed to make holy water. With the witches on our side, the odds were back in our favor.”

Alone Storm Forest goes mad! The Lupercalia Full Moon Festival is tonight, and it's already midday. The women of the pack are making the final preparations to make this year's festival even more successful than last year's. The lunar festival is designed to increase the libido of mated wolves, driving them mad with the lust, to produce more pups. More pups, a bigger pack, a more powerful Alpha. The packhouse is buzzing with life, everyone eagerly awaiting the start in a few hours.

" He sat there for a moment, his head falling back as he ran his fingers through his hair while breathing in deeply. "I want to have your Alpha ceremony on the night of the Gala. You becoming Alpha while taking your Luna. If she accepts, I would like to have your ceremony's coincide." "Are you sure? The Gala isn't usually.." "I know, but I truly believe that, that night is the perfect night fornyou two to come together as one while taking your, overdo, rightful places within this pack. Under the Blue Moon. It is a powerful evening, having these ceremonies during such a powerful event will help strengthen us even more as a pack, it's the perfect night and most others already agree."

The physician's eyes widened in terror as he realized the gravity of his situation, but before he could utter another word, I pressed the cold steel against his throat. "Listen carefully," I hissed, my voice low and menacing. "I am feeling benevolent today. You have until the next full moon to find a cure for the corruption. Fail to do so, and both you and your family can forget seeing the next full moon. Am I understood?" The physician nodded frantically, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Yes, Alpha Hazel," he choked out, his voice barely above a whisper. "We will do everything in our power to find a cure."

“You look tired, I have to say.” “Long night.” “You should drink Moonlight Spring water when this is over. It helps.” I frowned slightly and asked, “What are you talking about?” “The water they use during the ceremony,” Theo explained. “Each year, the Alpha King collects it himself from the Moonlight Spring during the full moon. Only a few flasks are ever drawn. They say it’s blessed by the Moon Goddess. It restores strength, purifies energy, that sort of thing.” “And we’re supposed to drink it?” I asked.