Goodnight Moon Novels & Stories

and has the radio station logo below the words. I place Moon’s phone, my phone, and my gun on the nightstand beside the bed and then push back the cotton comforter and climb between the sheets. Although it’s after eight at night, the sun continues shining outside. No problem. I’m asleep in minutes, my rackety ceiling fan creating the background noise I’ve grown accustomed to. I groggily reply to Moon’s texts every hour throughout the night. I type only one word, Alive, and then instantly fall back to sleep.

DOMINIC. Another full moon night, and if full moons before were just an ordinary occurrence to me, they weren’t anymore — not because my female would be in heat, but because it was one full moon night that started everything for us. I was already prepared to join Gamma Hayden for the pups shifting tonight, but I waited for Sofia to come down from our bedroom, and she was surely taking her time. ‘Babe?’ Her sweet voice rang in my head, and she sounded as if she was hesitating that my wolf woke up from his slumber. He got worried that something was wrong, and so did I.

and has the radio station logo below the words. I place Moon's phone, my phone, and my gun on the nightstand beside the bed and then push back the cotton comforter and climb between the sheets. Although it's after eight at night, the sun continues shining outside. No problem. I'm asleep in minutes, my rackety ceiling fan creating the background noise I've grown accustomed to. I groggily reply to Moon's texts every hour throughout the night. I type only one word, Alive, and then instantly fall back to sleep.

Grandma took Selena quickly to her room and went to the forest, to the place where she saw the white wolf disappear. That's when she saw a bright light and it had the most beautiful form. She could swear she was staring at the moon. The form was a woman with white long hair, shining blue eyes, and she smiled gently at Grandma. "Who are you?" Grandma asked, astonished by her beauty. "I'm the Moon Spirit." she simply replied. "You saved my granddaughter? Were you the white wolf I saw a few minutes ago?" The beautiful woman stared at her for a little longer and said:

We turn at the same time to see Luka stepping out from the forest, his gold-tinted curls blowing about his face, his brown eyes wide with wonder at the sight of the river. He walks past, still not seeing us. Darius and I look at each other, then scramble up to follow him. Luka stops at the top of the river embankment. He passes his hand over his eyes. When he drops his hand again, he opens his eyes and they are a milky grey colour. The glow disappears from the sky and in the darkness a full moon rises. Not just any moon. I recognize this moon. So pale, so clear, it appears as if behind a layer of ice. The first full moon of the new year. The Wolf Moon.

The laughter and buzz of people talking faded in the background as the cold breeze of wind whistled in the chilly night and they went farther and farther, higher until they reached the peak of the hill. They were alone. Leonidas turned to November and held both her hands. He smiled down at her, “Do you like it? According to my research, the moon looks closer in this part of the country hence it looks quite big and seems to be nearer.” November looked up to the said moon, the sky was so dark but the moon was beautiful. She chuckled softly, not tearing her gaze away from the moon. “I do. It’s so beautiful Leonidas… So beautiful.” She didn’t see how Leonidas’s gaze gentled and as if unconscious

I felt happy but deep inside I was always sad. I wasn't able to sleep that night. I kept turning around. The dream I used to have come back. This time I saw his face. His blue eyes sparkled. It had always been him. Mike. He even conquered me in my dreams. He never left me alone. Then, suddenly I was lost in darkness. Pitch black darkness everywhere I looked. But suddenly a beautiful woman came near me. She was dressed in white. Her hair was white as well. She hugged me. She comforted me. "Don't be afraid my child. I am the moon goddess. You are never alone. He is your world." she spoke. A knock on the door woke me up. It was my mom who came to wake me up.

“If Nolan was in trouble because of Daddy, Grandma would be angry at Daddy too, because she loves you so much. That’s how she feels about Daddy… and me. Okay?” He nodded slowly. “Okay.” “Good boy.” I tucked him back down, grabbing one of his favorite books. “It’s time for bed, mister. Tonight, we’re reading this…” I raised the book high. Nolan’s eyes widened, and he practically bounced in bed. “Benny and the Moonlight Adventure!” I laughed, my chest loosening for the first time all night. “Yes, Benny and the Moonlight Adventure.” I tucked him into bed and began reading. “Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Benny who loved two things more than anything: his red toy truck and lookin

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

With trembling hands, she pushed it open, causing a slight creak to pierce the silence of the night. The moon cast an eerie glow on the world below, its pale light dancing on the rustic backyard. Luna peered into the darkness, her thoughts still consumed by the ghostly presence of her mother. She longed for the comfort only her touch could bring, the warmth of her embrace in times of fear and uncertainty.