Harvest Moon Grey Novels & Stories

The End "Welcome all to High Moon Pack, I am Alpha Ajax and this is my brother Alpha Aries, this right here is our amazing mate and Luna Cierra." Ajax's voice booms around the hall as he welcomes the hundreds of packs that have travelled to our territory for the ball and the chance of finding they are fated. We're standing at the top table staring out at the beautifully decorated room, white table cloths and chair covers, yellow roses give a colour pop in the centres of the many tables spread out in front of us, lemon chair sashes tied into a beautifully presented bow adding a stunning touch of elegance. The white and yellow tones make for a bright, peaceful, and happy look. The room appears

You can sense his power right immediately. "This celebration would be nothing without the grace and mercy of our beloved Moon Goddess. This is such a bountiful harvest blessed by our Goddess. So, let's enjoy this night and give our best to hunt our target," I swallowed hard as I felt Alpha Greyson's last words had a different meaning.

Scheduled gathering with clear purpose stated in advance. Thirty-eight residents assembled at Greyvane's center by evening. The populations from Ashford Archive and Highreach Refuge traveled the short distances to participate. Kael stood at the village center with the currency case beside him. "The western half's harvest generated one gold coin and eighty silver coins in external sale," he said without preamble. "After accounting for operational expenses and seed stock reservation, that leaves one gold coin and forty silver coins in available funds." He opened the currency case. "That revenue was generated by your labor. Planting, maintenance, harvest work, processing. Sixteen of you partici

Another five minutes of driving deeper into the trees, and then suddenly we emerged into a clearing, and I genuinely gasped. There was a massive barn. It was not like a working farm barn. This one had been completely transformed, painted a deep navy blue with string lights wrapped around every post and railing, creating this warm, glowing effect against the darkening sky. Beyond it, I could see what looked like a greenhouse, and beyond that, rows and rows of something, but I couldn't quite make out from this distance. Miles pulled into a small parking area and cut the engine, then he turned to me with that excited smile again. "So. I just want to say welcome to Harvest Moon."

he murmurs, shaking his head a little as he takes another sip. “They are,” I agree, smiling a little and letting my eyes drift to the view stretching out behind the Prince. It’s always been a favorite of mine. The west wind blows softly tonight, rippling through the wide fields of barley that stretch out almost to the horizon. It’s all the King’s crop, I’m aware, and now in the immature month of June it’s a deep velvety green in the moonlight. But it’s very beautiful, and it will ripen to a rich and fervent gold before the summer is done. Above the crop stretches a long black sky, spotted with stars. I smile, pleased with its beauty.

Cassie started unloading the truck with her sisters. Everyone was working hard to get ready for that night’s festivities, and she definitely couldn’t be seen slacking. Tonight marked the beginning of the Harvest Moon festival, and her pack, Sableridge, was hosting for the first time in 19 years, the last time being the year of her birth.

*** Light grey eyes stare back at me through the mirror, that’s if you can even call them grey. I add another coat of mascara and then return the wand to its tube, I pinch my cheeks a few times, hoping to give some spark of life into my appearance, I’ve always been pale, and no, not just my skin, I mean all of me, my hair is white, not platinum blond or grey, I mean snow white, on sunny days you can see some highlights of blue and hints of silver in it. My eyes are a very light grey on a good day, when I'm feeling emotional you can see flecks of silver like someone sprinkled broken chips of the full moon on my pupils. The freakiest thing I tell you. At least the hair on my eyebrows is a few

They just watched them go and then went back to the harvest. It was the first real test. And the test was would they fall apart. And they didn’t. Two weeks later the first harvest festival happened. Not planned. It just happened, because there was food and there were people and there was a reason to be loud. Moonhold brought grain. Greywatch brought sheep. Ironhollow brought iron pots and the first ale they’d brewed without the council taxing it. And they met at the crossroads with music that was terrible and dancing that was worse.

It was time. The harvest moon only showed up, the dark clouds giving it space to take over the sky. Beautiful glowing and round, it was the harvest moon. Maddox looked to gaze at the round disc, he would shift to his true form but he has important works to do at the moment. The colour of the eyes of the hybrid child changes and it twinkled under the moonlight. "Oh! Look at you. About to shift, young hybrid?" Paxson stared at the child and laughed hysterically.

Amber nodded just before a contraction rippled through her. As the moon rose to its peak, the Lunas began to push. Amber was the first to birth to her child, which I expected. He was a healthy boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. I passed the boy to Alpha Damien to clean him up as I turned my focus to Michelle. The moon reached its peak as the female was born. I called to Selene and the moon turned blue before she descended to earth. We clasped hands and began the incantation to seal her powers. The wind picked up as we finished the spell. She turned to her beloved creatures and smiled, then faded and returned to the moon. I quickly put the blinding spell on the female and watched as they cra