Future Nostalgia Moonlight Edition Novels & Stories

Elder Maera started gently, “This place has heard more confessions than the council chamber ever will.” I smiled faintly, folding my arms as I took it in. “It feels… peaceful.” “That is intentional.” She reached for my hand, with the familiarity of someone who had done this many times before. “Tonight, I wanted to show you something that is not written in any record.” She guided me to the basin and handed me a small vial carved from bone and silver. Inside it shimmered a pale liquid that glowed faintly. “Moonwater,” she explained. “Collected during a triple alignment. Every Luna learns this ritual, though few remember why it matters.”

The palace glittered beneath a canopy of stars. Thousands of crystal lanterns hung from the balconies, their soft silver light dancing across polished marble floors. The grand ballroom had been transformed into a moonlit paradise; white roses, moon lilies, and silver ribbons decorated every pillar, while musicians tuned their instruments at the far end of the hall. Tonight was the Moonlight Ball. It was an ancient Blackthorn tradition where every member of the royal pack celebrated the blessing of the Moon Goddess. For many, it was simply another celebration.

"Good. Three years mute and the second she gets her voice back, she takes them down. The Moon Goddess sees everything." Across the plaza, the screen kept playing Daybreak. My voice rolled over all of it. Clean. Clear. A blade splitting the night sky. THE END

Clara whispered, pointing out the workshop window. It was a clear afternoon, the crescent moon visible in the sky. But it wasn't grey. A tiny, pinprick of brilliant blue light was glowing on the lunar surface—a laser-link lancing down toward the Earth. The "Billionaire Romance" had moved from the dirt of the Earth to the silence of the stars. The Consensus hadn't been defeated by Julian’s bankruptcy; they had simply waited for him to finish the hard work of cleaning up the planet so they could return to claim the "Refurbished Asset."

vault the size of a moon, powered by the rotational energy of the rogue planet. ​Kael, Nora, and Elia boarded the vault. As they stepped onto the pristine, white floors, the air was chilled to exactly 18°C. Holographic displays flickered to life, showing "Trending Topics" from 150 years ago—weather reports for cities that no longer existed, stock prices for companies that were now dust. ​"It’s a time capsule," Nora whispered, her amber glow reflecting off the polished white surfaces. "But it’s still... thinking."

September 25, 2022 Hello, lovelies! As promised, here are the details for my next projects. UNDER THE MOONLIGHT - Black Shadow Pack Collection of Mate Bond Stories It will be launched around OCTOBER 5-6 Part 1 - A GAMMA'S KISS - Gamma Carlos and Shaila ((COMPLETED) Part 2 - A BETA'S HEART - Beta Paul and Alba (COMPLETED - also available in the book IN THE ARMS OF MY ALPHA)

The script was elegant, flowing, almost teasing in its loops. “Moonlight Queen, Three days, and I wonder if your wolf has forgiven you for resting so long. If you fancy a little distraction from endless recuperation, meet me where the moonlight kisses the eastern terrace. I promise laughter, stories, and no danger… unless you would want me to come to your distress damsel. —D”

A student taps the banner in passing, and it rolls over to reveal the words inscribed on it: GREYSTONE’S HIGH WINTER FORMAL IS HERE: A Night Under The Stars. It's such a cliche tagline. And yet, it stirs a warm feeling in my stomach. Like a blast from the past, the memory of watching the stars past midnight tugs a smile on my lips. Mr Miller’s Calc equations breeze past me as I take another glance at the banner. The thought of reenacting a night of stargazing with her builds up heat in my chest, drowning out every thought of the Lycan. Slowly, a coy plan forms in my mind.

It was mine. Tonight, nothing felt predictable. The moon had risen huge and white, not soft but stark—like a coin hammered flat and nailed to the sky. Its light made edges cruelly clear. The moss didn’t blur into shadow; it glittered with frost. My breath came out in ghosts. The air was so sharp with pine and damp soil that I tasted it, resin and metal at the back of my tongue. Somewhere far away, water moved. Somewhere closer, something else did.

“We’re going to see your mother tomorrow.” “Tomorrow?” she asks. “I thought you said today.” “I changed my mind,” I growl, pulling her closer. I want to ravish you all day today. “Tomorrow is the full moon. After we see your mother, we’ll head to the hunting ground to end Edric Shade once and for all.” “Okay then. I’m ready.” She doesn’t hesitate. Her arms wrap around me as she presses her face to my chest. “I’m going to tell them everything I know, and then I’ll be free.”