Future Nostalgia Moonlight Edition Novels & Stories

Kane ruffled Jim’s hair approvingly, while Luke fussed over Fiona like she was made of glass, murmuring for her to rest. I stood there, invisible. They were the perfect family—warm, whole, united. And I? I was the spare part, the forgotten shadow. Not a single glance. Not a word. So I left. I walked toward Moon Lake, the place I’d begged them to take me for years. "Next summer," they’d always said, "when things are less busy." Lies. Empty promises. Now, I’d go alone. But my body betrayed me. Halfway there, my wolf gave out—her strength spent, her spirit broken. My legs buckled, and the world was spinning.

Her tone was gentle, but the way she looked at me was arrogant. There was no way I would have invited her to come. Luther reached over to help load her luggage onto the train, but the conductor stopped him with an apologetic expression. "Sir, there's only one first-class seat remaining." The Moonlight Express offered full-service immersive scenic touring, and it was exactly the honeymoon experience I had always wanted. It was peak season at Vespera Coast right now, so the standard seats had sold out early, while first-class seats cost five times as much.

Could it really be that she had traveled back in time. “Moon snares have a cure. They are usually close by,” she said and turned to look at a lake nearby. There, she spotted lotus plants on the water. This lake was so still, she dared not enter the water. She stared at a lotus a bit, then jumped over quickly, grabbing it in one go, before landing on a rock. She stared at the cure for a while. The May lotus had gone extinct too when the Moon snares had. She could not believe she was holding one.

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

one of the older ones began, “the full moon is in few nights. The pack is growing restless. You need to choose a Luna. A proper mate to strengthen the bloodline. You cannot keep delaying this.” Another elder leaned forward. “We have several strong candidates from allied packs. Pureblood females who understand our ways. You must fulfill your duty.” I gripped the edge of the table, knuckles white. My mind was not on Luna candidates. It was on the small, innocent girl somewhere in this mansion whose body I had tasted only hours ago. The one I had promised I wouldn’t touch again. “I will handle it,” I said curtly. The elders exchanged glances but didn’t push further. They could sense my mood. Th

He demanded shortly, his eyes already turning a shade darker. “Talk about what? Will you relax, Draven? You made Lianna upset now.” I said softly, still trying to go with Lianna’s little plan of making him fall in love with her again. “Lianna? Since when did you care so much about how she felt?” “Since I realized that she wasn’t so bad.” I lied, shrugging it off and he opened his mouth to say something but stopped when music suddenly blasted through the entire mansion, the lights suddenly turning off and getting replaced with a bunch of disco balls within seconds. I could hear the boys yelling and laughing downstairs along with a bunch of giggling girls and Draven let out a painful groan bef

LUNA NADIA’S LUNA CEREMONY - SILVER MOON PACK CELESTE. "Are you okay?" Darvin reached for my hand and squeezed it gently as he stared at me. He just turned off the engine of his car, and we remained seated inside. We were outside the ballroom where Nadia would be inducted as the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. And it meant I would be meeting all the Alphas and Lunas invited to the event.

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard. "Iris, now you would repeat whatever I would say." She turned her gaze down when Jonathan's eyes matched her. She was not going to let that happen so easily. It shouldn't be like this. "I, Iris Lockwood....... " Jonathan started to speak the phrase that Iris had to repeat before Leonard would mark her under the Blue Moon. This was the one-time opportunity that Leonard would get at that moment. If he would fail to mark her that day, he had to wait for a long to get it. That would be a risk on his part too. In case Iris's previous owner returns and has already left an impre