Lower Moon 2 Novels & Stories

**** 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.

The other part was the real basement which was below the ground. Dara’s room window opened to the garden which was at the back of the house. It was a big garden. Cold wind blew and the moon looked beautiful than anything. She put her ear phones on and played hers and Wade’s favorite song. She sang softly with the song and watched the moon as it shined. “O for I can’t help falling in love with you!” she sang. After the song finished, she thought to go to her bed and get some sleep as she was feeling tired and sleepy now.

The moon hung low in the sky, its soft, lunar glow bathed the landscape in an ethereal light, casting long shadows that stretched like dark fingers across the ground. The balcony, where Reyes stood tall and still, vulnerable and exposed, was bathed in a silver radiance that highlighted the contours of his naked form. His silhouette was stark against the moonlit backdrop, a study in contrasts of light and dark. The shadows danced around him, like dark spirits swirling at his feet.

“Bu.. but she is a human. How could a weakling like that be a luna. You must have mist… Ah” “Never Ever Question My Authority.” “By showing your unpleasant behaviour in the dinning hall and ignoring alpha’s order and disrespecting your future Luna in your thoughts and in front of the alpha you two are sentenced to spend the whole week in the dungeon without any food or water supply. Also you two are suspended from the position of enforcer for 3 months for warning. Next time if you dare to do it again then… ” After the two were dismissed from the room, only Henry and Wilson were left.

"The Guardians are going to try to round up some Strigoi to either bring here or to collect blood from. They left not too long ago. They should be back in a couple hours." She grumbled incoherently as her stomach released a terrifyingly loud growl. My eyes widened and looked at her stomach. "How in the world did your stomach just produce that noise?" I asked astounded. "I told you I'm hungry, and I'm starting to feel it." She said annoyed. "Are you sleepy?" I asked worriedly. "A little. It's starting to become harder to control my wolf. The full moon is tonight. If I don't get blood before the moon rises completely, I won't be able to control the Shift." She said looking up at me. Her eyes w

I called as I reached the truck. “Yes, Alpha,” he remained where I'd left him. I didn't know why I felt the need to say it, but I couldn't help it. “Watch over her.” ______________________ The drive to Littlemoon was reduced from the six hours drive as reported to a four hour drive due to the expertise of our drivers, and quick routes taken, and by the time we arrived at the Littlemoon territory, the moon had reached its apex in the night's sky.

Luke whispered, more to himself than anyone else, before leading the herd back to their base under the waning moonlight. *** That night, the full moon shone softly, illuminating every corner of Luke's room quietly. The atmosphere in the room was quiet, yet there was a heavy silence in the air. Luke sat on the window ledge, looking out with thoughtful eyes. The moonlight bounced off the wooden floor beneath him, as if reflecting the feelings he held in his heart-a mixture of serenity and emptiness.

I paused. “This also explains why patients are at their worst around the new moon. That is when the body’s rhythm fluctuates the most violently and the disconnect is hardest on the tissue.” I looked out at the room. “Lunar lung syndrome is not an external attack on the body. It is the body losing its connection with the moon entirely.” I turned back to the board and began writing. “The core of Moonlight’s drug development is to use natural medicinal compounds to suppress that disconnection while simultaneously repairing the lung tissue that has already been damaged. Four herbs. Specific ratios.”

Her palms tingled where they touched the soil. High above, the bright sky had shifted almost imperceptibly. A thin veil of cloud began to drift across the sun, softening its glare. As the light dimmed, the air cooled, and there—faint, ghostly—Luna could just make out the pale suggestion of the moon. It hovered low and washed-out, nearly invisible against the bright day, but once she'd seen it, she couldn't unsee it: a fragile crescent, looking down on her.

Elena Cross sat in the back of a nondescript sedan, watching through tinted windows as Silvermoon warriors struggled through morning training. Their movements were sluggish, techniques sloppy…clear signs of exhaustion and poor morale. From her position on the hillside overlooking their territory, she could see everything while remaining invisible. "Phase three acquisitions complete," Marcus reported through her earpiece. "We now own seventy percent of Silvermoon's outstanding debt through various shells. The remaining thirty percent is held by Moonstone Pack."