Keepers Of The Moon Novels & Stories

The light shot upward toward the largest crack. The sky shook violently. The massive shape behind it roared again. The cracks trembled. Some began shrinking. The smaller shadows hissed silently. Maria stared in hope. “It’s working,” she whispered. But then The sky didn’t just crack. It split. A giant glowing eye opened above the clouds. Larger than any building. Larger than the city. Watching. The Keeper had arrived. The combined light from Morrow, Helios, and Orion flickered under its gaze. The shadow near Maria whispered softly:

Jake nodded. “Until the next full moon.” Rhiannon told him. “Until the next full moon.” Jake said as he came around to see Ashur holding a glass of water. “Are you ok?” Ashur asked him. Jake sat up nodding. He had a lot to think about. He wondered what the Moon Goddess meant by Felan and Keyne being more than pack leaders. He took a sip of the water Ashur handed him before saying, “The Moon Goddess is really with Felan.” “That seems to be the case.” Ashur replied.

Theirs was a unique responsibility, a sacred duty passed down through generations—to house the world's knowledge in a repository of books, a treasure trove of wisdom and moonlit lore. The Nightshade Keepers' library was a sanctuary of enlightenment, known throughout the lycan kingdom as the Repository of the Moon's Wisdom. It was a place where scholars, sages, and seekers of knowledge would journey from far and wide, drawn by the allure of its boundless wisdom. In its depths lay volumes that chronicled the mysteries of the moon, the history of their kind, and the secrets of lunar magic.

He got it on his arm, right on the forearm spot she had been admiring just a few moments ago. When he was finally finished he walked over to Em to show her. He watched her face careful as she looked down on his arm. Em was shocked. She couldn’t speak .. “Quinn” she whispered. There on his right arm in the same spot as the ones on his left arm…… was another set of eyes. Whereas his other arm held his moms eyes, this arm now held hers. That’s why he needed her to come so the tattoo artist could discreetly watch her and draw her eyes. He made them look so beautiful …. And looking at it now she realized Quinn was right. Her eyes really did look like the moon.

I could not get rid of the thought, though, that Kaidën's darkest secret was just the start of a much bigger and more sinister scheme as we embraced. I heard a faint howling in the distance, just when I thought things could not get any worse. My spine tingled at the sound, and I realized that time was running out. "What is that, Kaidën?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Kaidën's expression darkened as his eyes snapped to the sound. He said, "It is the call of the Lunar Pack," in a threatening, low voice. "And it's coming for us.” Kaidën's eyes met mine as the howling intensified, and I could see a fierce determination in them. He said, "We need to get out of here, now," in a low, ur

As he left her, so she dropped her head and limbs lifelessly, being stuck to the tree. Julian, the last of the Castles standing took a brief observation at his siblings and followers all in defeat including the werewolves, so gave a long sad cry, then fell to his knees. "I never loose," The Keeper said walking slowly to him still on his knees and face down. As the blood from Julian's head rolled down to the chin, and dripped on the the ground, his eyes steamed like snow, and his wounds immediately healed back. "Not this time," he responded and immediately rouse up giving The Keeper one hell of choke, with his claws forcing through his throat. "I'm the Blood Mooner, the strongest immortal ali

I am so young, yet I have to stand up in front of them and be their leader. “Every full moon…you are allowed to hunt…” I said while forming the plans in my head. Their brows furrowed. “It’s not new anymore, Alqamar. Full moon is a hunting season,” the man said, one of the eldest in the pack. I raised a brow. “We have a new target to hunt…” I said and looked at them in the eyes. With my raging fury…I declared my revenge. “Instead of animals in the hunting season…we’ll gonna hunt humans as our prey…”

He looked at the dust on the wind. His expression wasn't angry. It was stunned. "That was Void magic," he said. "That is forbidden." "That is a heresy against the Moon." Arielle stood up. The pinned wolf whimpered, unable to move. "The Moon tried to kill me," she said coldly. "I don't care about heresy." She looked at the survivor under her hand. "What do we do with him?" Lycian walked over. He looked at the Silverclaw scout. "If we let him go, he tells Damian you're alive."

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.

“Get straight to the point, Soraya. Don’t test my patience.” Her head lifted slightly, but her eyes never met mine. They stayed lowered, as if afraid the truth itself would strike her dead. She drew in a ragged breath. “Long ago, when the Moon Goddess still walked among us, she had a circle of chosen servants called the Guardians. They were each gifted powers—beauty, healing, strength, eternal youth. Gifts meant to serve her and maintain balance between wolves and humans. But one of them… one named Milandra… grew jealous.”