Future Nostalgia Moonlight Edition Novels & Stories

Everything was spinning so much that I almost felt unsteady about what to do. I looked at the outside of The Bloodlust Moon Pack gloomily. I didn't know what exactly I was thinking right now. Inside my right palm, I tightly grasped The Crescent Moon Pack's heirloom gem that was shining brightly there. I turned my eyes toward the sky. Tonight, the moon was shining very brightly. It looks very happy up there. But somehow, I felt that I myself had forgotten how happy it felt. After waking up from a year of sleep, I had forgotten that I could never be happy in the same way as the old Luciana Edith.

starlight. They woke up on the balcony of the modern keep. The "Golden Threads" of the Prequel were gone. The "Sepia" was a memory. But the North was not quiet. From the sky, a massive "Notification" appeared—not a prequel, and not a sequel. BOOK TWO: THE ECLIPSE OF THE DEAD—OFFICIAL LAUNCH. Kaelen looked at the sky and saw the "Dead Moon" returning. But this time, it wasn't grey.

Afte giving in one last wave, I ran to my room as Axel’s voice echoed in his office. “How long do you plan on keeping Alpha Ky’s warriors here?” After shutting the door, I was able to enter my room of silence. Thankfully, Pitch Perfect 2 was on next so I didn’t have to look through the channels. After a little thinking, I decided to make the moon the main focus of the picture. It was be mostly the moon with some fog. The moon will be pretty bright with a little extra shiny spots on it. Maybe even a wolf in the corner of it. It will depend how I feel when I get started.

As his gaze landed on me again, my shoulders rose and fell in a lazy shrug, my hands drifting up to accompany the notion, as if to say, “I swear it, I have no idea what's going on.” I flashed an innocent smile to convince him, and he still didn't buy it. He shook his head and slowly turned away, his eyes scanning the street ahead. Nas and I exchanged a quick amused glance. I let out a sigh, thanking the heavens I wasn't caught imitating the humourless, stern Anakiyus this time. Unlike the WoodWick's territory, the Moonlight Pack territory was somewhat more like a small town with mainly woods and corn fields. Their buildings were majorly brick apartments, small cottages, and fine green yards

of the lodge glowing with the warm light of a fire within, their glass panes fogged with condensation, reflecting the golden sunlight in soft, diffused halos. A clearing surrounded the packhouse, the ground a mix of packed earth and patches of wild grass, dotted with moonflower blooms, their petals shimmering silver in the sunlight, a small firepit at the center, its stones blackened from years of use, the embers within glowing faintly, the air above it shimmering with heat, a pile of chopped cedar logs stacked nearby, their scent sharp and grounding. A wooden archway stood at the clearing’s edge, carved with crescent moon runes, their surfaces glowing faintly with residual silver magic, a

I stare at it for a moment before showing Lucien. He reads it and smiles, the real smile, the one that changes his whole face. “All three,” I say. I text back: Bring the one with the best cover first. Three seconds later, Théo sends a photograph. A dark blue notebook embossed with a silver moon. I stare at the image. “The moon,” I say softly. Lucien sees it over my shoulder. “Yes.” “We started under a full moon,” I murmur. “Coronation night. Your headlights on that road.”

“I’m going to make it right. Just for one night, let’s forget the packs and the debt. I’m throwing a party. A Moon Celebration at the mansion.” Huda froze, a glimmer of her old self returning to her eyes. “A party? At the Blackridge estate?” “Yes. A surprise for you. I want you to feel like a high-wolf again.” Anya forced a smile, masking the sharp pang of pain that shot through her chest. I’ll give her this, she thought. If I only have three months, I’ll spend one night making her happy. The preparations were frantic. Anya spent the afternoon coordinating with a few trusted staff members, her physical strength waning with every hour. She sent Huda to a high-end human spa in the city, provid

I watched her relax and felt a pulse of gratefulness through our bond and all of a sudden whatever I had said was completely worth it. "Thank you, Jasp..." She whispered. Great Mother Moon Goddess her voice was like heaven to my ears. It was the finest melody that had been fine tuned to reach my heart and squeeze. I watched her giggle and noticed that she had been trifling in my mind a second ago. I smiled and began walking closer, "The things you do to me." I say, and she repeats what I said back to me, but with a sultry tone, "The things you do to me~" I stopped dead in my tracks and clenched my fists, if she didn't stop talking like that we would have problems. Big, hard, aching problems.

"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.