Gustafa Harvest Moon Novels & Stories

The Blood Moon loomed overhead, casting an eerie glow over the land. Its light seemed to pulse with the weight of ancient power, the sky painted in crimson and gold as the stars disappeared beneath its shadow. Raynor stood at the edge of the Frostfang Peaks, looking out over the vast expanse of the land. The clans were scattered, divided, broken by years of bloodshed and war, but he knew—this was the moment they would either be healed or destroyed.

Harper looked up to see the door open slowly before Moon’s face popped up. She felt tensed but she needed to convince the idiot that she had Liam under the tips of her fingers, so she took the dare and began kneading Liam’s hair. Just as she hoped, he didn’t give much reaction, just tensing up. She watched Moon’s tear-filled eyes with a smirk. “Fuck off.” She mouthed to Moon who sniffed back her tears in return before letting out a sob.

“You were the Alpha of the Shadow Fang pack. You led us... until the night you died.” She took a step back. “Okay. This is crazy. I’m not this ‘Ariya.’ I’m Aria Moon. I’m a senior. I have a normal life.” “You had a normal life,” Kael said. “Until the blood moon returned. Until your body started to remember.” Her legs shook. He kept going. “You’re not human, Aria. Not completely. You’re Moonborn. A bloodline thought to be extinct. That crescent on your wrist? It’s not a birthmark. It’s a mark of inheritance.”

"Their actually my aunt and uncle. They took me in when I was 3. That's when my parents died." "Do you know anything about them?" "Not too much. They lived elsewhere, about a couple hours away. Their names were Felix and Sasha Moon. So I guess my last name is actually Moon, too." "Moon. That sounds familiar. So maybe your aunt and uncle are wolves too!" "Why would they hide this from me then?"

**** Pov: Lupa. The forest is heavy with mist, the full moon cutting through the haze like a blade. I kneel on the damp earth, my knees sinking into moss, hands pressed to the ground as I whisper prayers to the Moon Goddess. It’s been years since I’ve felt her call this strong, a pull in my bones that drags me from my bed in the Nightshade compound. My silver hair hangs loose, catching the moonlight, and my breath steadies as I offer my heart to her guidance. Ember, our Luna, is fierce but young, and with Rowan and Caelen in her care, I need wisdom to steer her right.

Instead, she had begun stepping back little by little, allowing Lyra to make decisions on her own. Today's assignment was perhaps the biggest one yet. The Moon Harvest Festival was the werewolves' equivalent of Thanksgiving—a night set aside to celebrate the season's harvest and give thanks beneath the light of the Moon Goddess. Every pack marked the occasion in its own way, but at the palace, the celebration brought together the entire royal household, the palace staff, their families, and the royal guards. Once night fell, they would gather around enormous bonfires in the woods to share food, drinks, music, and dancing until dawn.

I tried to reach for his hand, but he stepped back, a deliberate, agonizing three inches of space opening up between us. ​“Killian?” I breathed, my voice trembling. “What are you doing? The Moon... she matched us. We are fated.” ​“The Moon matched two wolves,” Killian hissed, leaning in so only I could hear the venom in his tone. “But I am a man who needs a kingdom. I won't spend my life dragging an Omega through the mud just because of a cosmic accident.” ​He straightened up, his chest expanding as he addressed the thousands of waiting wolves.

I even have a scar on my leg from when I got injured trying to ensure it was ready. Yet, she’s claiming my hard work. What the hell? Anger burns in me heavily. I am tired of her. I am tired of her persistent presence here. She’s a pest I cannot seem to get rid of. She has sunk her fingers into my husband, and now, she is claiming my hard work. Where is her shame? Where is dignity? How did she even steal it? Did she break into my lab? “Through repeated testing, I found that Moon Grass is more potent during the waning moon. The results are significantly stronger when applied in that phase. Thank you.” She concludes with a small smile.

he added. Just then, his watch beeped in alarm, its screen shimmering under the moonlight. The time glowed brightly; 10:55 pm and the luminous moon lit up the entire valley. “It's Time!” he bellowed and cocked his rifles, his face set in a fierce grimace. The full moon, now at its peak, illuminated the woods and the night sky with its radiant silver crescent light, casting an ethereal glow all over the landscape. Arnold's chest rose and lowered in a steady, seething breath, his rage palpable. They had taken his daughter from him, turning her into the very same monster he's dedicated his whole life into hunting.

Tobias looked up to his bushy grey eyebrows in thought “Nine days, you can catch the harvest moon. Otherwise the next new moon is twenty four days from today” Alissa and Luca looked to each other “It's up to you.” Luca slipped his hand into hers. “Would be nice for it to fall on harvest moon, we'll know when each year passes with ease.” “Can we get everything ready in nine days?” Luca asked, a crease across his forehead “Will take some effort, but why not?” she replied. Luca grinned his toothy grin to her, “Harvest moon it is, Elder Tobias.” “Now, as my son was taking from this plain much to early. I will give permission on behalf of him. I'm sure Leo would accept you as a son, Alpha.” Tobia