Keepers Of The Moon Novels & Stories

At twenty-one, she found her fated mate. At twenty-five, he rejected her for political power and wealth. Now, two years later, she has rebuilt what little life she has left among humans, studying to become a teacher and returning to her former pack only for the sister she refuses to abandon. But when the Red River Pack falls under Lycan attack, her quiet survival is shattered. The Alpha is killed, her former mate rises in his place, and she is sacrificed over to the Lycans as a spoil of war. The Lycan Prince recognizes her as his mate. For Lycans, the mate bond is sacred, unbreakable, and fatal to deny. For werewolves, second chances are rare but possible. For Lycan royalty, a wolf mat

drew it is because I had brought her here before. You see Kara is special, you see. Have you ever heard of the Moon Stone Atlas?" "Yes, but I was told it was a myth and that it didn't really exist." "Oh, it is very real and it is here on your property deep within your mountain chain." I looked at her stand and she just chuckled at me. "You see Atlas, Kara is special because she has been chosen to be the next Moon Stone guardian." I looked at her shocked, "The next Moonstone guardian?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled and continued, "She will be our race's savior. She will be quite powerful once she comes into her full powers and will be sought after by those who want to do us harm. She

"Not yet. She barely understands who she is, let alone what she might become. She’ll have questions. I’m not ready to give her answers I don’t have." Kaiden let out a breath. "Astrid being a Keeper changes everything." And he was right. Keepers were ancient—mystics of our kind. Shifters who protected the Moonstone, a celestial artifact said to hold the balance of life and death. The Moonstone could create. Destroy. Tip the realm into chaos if it fell into the wrong hands. Most believed it had vanished when the Keepers disappeared centuries ago. That the prophecy left behind—a child born with the mark of the silver crescent moon who could find the Moonstone—was nothing but myth.

The Keeper of the Moon-Sky That evening, as we made camp near the Eclipsed Pool, a figure appeared at the edge of the trees. Cloaked in grey, skin marked with Spiral sigils, they said nothing at first only placed a stone basin near the fire and waited. Elira approached cautiously. “Who are you?” The figure removed their hood. Their face was lined with age, but their eyes silver and sharp reflected the same moonlight as the frozen eclipse above. “I am the Keeper of the Moon-Sky,” they said. “I was left here to remember what the world chose to forget.” “What was forgotten?” Dahlia asked softly.

The Auditors were the bureaucrats of the stars, but the Founders were the poets who had forgotten how to feel. As the Auditor fleet hung dead and frosted in the sky, a new signal began to emanate from the lunar dark. It wasn't a digital pulse; it was a Gravitational Ripple. The Moon, once a silent observer of Earth’s entropy, began to shift its axial tilt. Its surface didn't crack; it unfolded. "The Moon isn't a satellite," Vara signaled, her obsidian skin vibrating with a frequency of pure terror. "It’s the Master Archive. The Auditors were just the read-only program. The Founders... they are the ones who wrote the 'Union' into our DNA."

Mentioning her mother, Max didn’t leave any room for Olivia to deny. “Sir, if reporters made an unnecessary gossip about you for staying me in your mansion,” Olivia said, the last concern she has. She will do any work for Jackson, just she didn’t want bad rumoring about her benefactor. “No one has guts, Olivia. There are a lot of women working in my mansion, including our nanny, Marlowe. She is taking care of us since childhood, just like our mother. You can say our second mom. So there’s no reason for you to say no,” Max finishes his words, with a pen to Olivia.

The courtyard filled with noise — wolves shouting, elders calling orders, rival Alphas barking commands to their warriors. But above all of it… Silence from the sky. Nyxara’s hands began to shake again. “I broke it,” she whispered. Kaelion looked up sharply. “You did not break it.” “I turned it off!” she snapped, panic rising. “The Moon is gone, Kaelion! The Moon is literally gone! That feels like something you’re allowed to blame me for!” Despite everything, his mouth twitched. “You did not turn it off,” he said firmly.

* > *Its author has finished speaking. > *Now the world must write its own ending.*> The pages continued turning, each revealing a new sentence: > *No Guardian may protect the world forever.* > *No King may rule forever.* > *No child remains a child forever.*> Finally... the last page appeared. Unlike every other page, it held only four words: > *Choose your successor wisely.*> Silence returned. Killian looked toward the Moon Goddess. "What successor?" She slowly stood. "The Keeper of the Moon."

“You’re giving your blessing too, right? How do I even do it? Like, ‘Congrats on your vagina gremlins, happy they’re here?’” Kaidon choked on his spit, doubling over with laughter. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes as he cackled. “No! You just say something about the moon goddess protecting them!” he managed between laughs. “And I’ll be there, but it’s really only the Luna’s blessing that they want. You’re the one they see as a gift from the moon goddess, Zarek. Lunas are the peacekeepers of most packs.” I rolled my eyes and mumbled, “Explains why my last packs weren’t peaceful.” My thoughts drifted for a moment. “Uh, have you heard anything new about Kane?”

but I couldn't reach it. "Nadia? You look terrible. Where's your healing power?" Kaleb rushed over, his face etched with worry. I shook my head, avoiding his touch. "What did they say? How are things going?" "Beta Malik from the Blood Moon Pack filed a complaint. He said that the healing sigils you engraved into the Moonstones are forbidden hexes stolen from their ancestral tombs. They are calling you a 'Soul-Thief.' If the High Council finds the energy signature matches their records, they will exile you!" Kaleb said, handing me a confidential file.