Harvest Moon Baking Company Novels & Stories

Xavier reached into the jar, pulled out a slip, and unfolded it without looking away from the audience. “Veronica Harper “ “The winner of tonight’s two-hundred-thousand-dollar investment from Apex Global,” he continued, his voice steady and rich, “is Agrarian BakeCrumbs.”

I insist, just like I have for the past few days. The title still feels surreal to me. The honor I felt when Jaxon declared me as his Luna in front of everyone, the weight of what that means in this world, still takes my breath away. "There's a pack celebration coming up, Lu…Riley. The Harvest Moon Gathering," Katie says. "The Harvest Moon Gathering is our way of thanking the Goddess for another year of prosperity and protection," June explains. "It's a celebration of abundance and family bonds. This would be our first time holding it with a Luna present, and it would be such an honor to have you there."

I washed my hands at the basin. "Vegetable prep for tonight's stew." Cora gestured to the pile waiting on the counter. "Then we need help with the festival planning. Decorations, menu finalization, the usual chaos." The harvest festival was three weeks away—Crescent Moon's way of celebrating another year survived, another season claimed. After everything with Conrad, these celebrations meant more. Felt earned instead of routine. I settled into the rhythm easily, knife moving through carrots and potatoes while conversation flowed around me.

Beth shook her head looking completely over being in the vampire's presence entirely. The rest of the day Beth and I worked alone gathering what we could from the storage of Harvest Moon. We ended up finding differently colored long silks to use for the tents and enough folding chairs for people who aren't hunting or too drunk to sit on. Beth called up the omegas to come and gather all the supplies to be brought down to the outside shed.