Lower Moon 3 Novels & Stories

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: Ronan Montague _*]:min-w-0"> The new moon was in three days. _*]:min-w-0"> I stared at the lunar calendar on my phone, calculating risk versus reward for maybe the hundredth time this week. Three days until the sky went dark and our scents would be weakest. Three days until Juliana and I could complete the mating bond without every supernatural creature within fifty miles sensing it. _*]:min-w-0">

Long enough that the fire settles lower behind me and the shadows in the corners of the cabin shift. Then she says, "What does the third moon actually do, specifically?" "The gate moves in cycles tied to lunar shifts. Each full moon weakens the seal by a fraction. The third moon in the current cycle is the convergence point. Three moons in sequence with no reinforcement of the seal tips the balance past recovery." I press my fingers together. "After the third moon, the key becomes irrelevant. The chamber becomes irrelevant. Nothing closes it again." "Nothing," Kael repeats. "Nothing I know of."

The high ceiling was covered with black cloth, which would be luminated by light projector, making it look like a sky full of stars. Olive was raving about it this morning, but she couldn’t help after school because she had to take her mother to the clinic. So, she listed all the stuffs that needed to be done today and sent it to me. A little advice for those who bore missions from Olive Hartwell: do it right or have her knock on your door at night just because you put the wrong size of cups on the table. At the same time, Mom also sent me the list of groceries I had to purchase for the Full Moon. ‘Nathan will pick you up and help you shop,’ she ended her text with the sentence.

"They don't take new wolves. We haven't been trained properly. It could unsafe for us. They're a small pack, only consisting of 5 or something, but what they lack in numbers they make up in strength." "Why are they stirring up trouble?" I ask flopping on the bed next to Mikki. Pale moon light pushed through the window, leaving a stretched rectangle over the floor and halfway across the bed. She shrugs and looks out the window. "Wanting more land or something." We sat there for a long while before Mikki stands swiftly. "You hungry?" "Kinda." I say dragging myself off the bed. Half the house was lit. With the pack leaving suddenly the hallway light was on, the lounge room, the kitchen, several

Chapter 11: Found! While there are three types of Alphas, there are only two types of Omegas. The ordinary Omegas and the Lunas. Lunas are the embodiment of the Moon mother in wolf form. It is said that a pack where a Luna surfaces is a blessed pack. The life of a Luna cannot be taken. The only way to kill a Luna is to absorb their power, then kill them. Since a fully developed Luna is even more powerful than a True Alpha, the only person who can absorb their powers is a Supreme Alpha. Now, Lunas are not as scarce as Supreme Alphas, but they are not common either. Because while Supreme Alphas are made, Lunas are born. In the whole Blue Moon, there were only three known Lunas. They were said

Training Under the Moons A short time later, Luna stood on a rocky hill outside the camp. Mira stood several steps away. “Focus,” Mira instructed. Luna closed her eyes. She could feel the energy of the Fallen Moon stirring inside her again. “Good,” Mira said. “Now reach for the light of the other moons.” Luna hesitated. “I thought I could only use the Fallen Moon.” “Normally, yes,” Mira replied. “But the Moonbearer is different.” Luna slowly lifted her hands. Silver light formed between her fingers. The glow brightened.

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.

Not like Brisbane. This one was both. Half black. Half red. And it was spinning. Above it, the ceilinG was gone. Open to the sky. And the sky was bleeding red. The Twin Speakers walked in behind them. The doors closed on their own. "Welcome to the end." The woman said. "The Third Moon." Lily hid behind Ethan. "It’s loud." She was right. There was a sound. Low. Like a choir singing underwater. Ethan stepped forward. "Stop this."

Three Years Later On a pitch-black night, thunder rolled across the New York City skyline, accompanied by streaks of silver lightning tearing through the gloomy clouds. Rain poured heavily, soaking the nearly deserted streets. Annabelle, with one hand gripping her worn umbrella and the other clutching her faded handbag, hurried through the storm. The moon peeked now and then through the dense clouds, providing the dimmest glow to guide her path. Streetlights flickered unreliably, casting eerie shadows that danced on the wet pavement.

Far away from this monster. Opening them, I find that I moved again. Putting my head back, it thudded hard into the dirty sand. Where ever i was, the dramatic weather difference was clear. The moon was a bright bloody red, and the stars peppered the sky like freckles. The pain in my thigh severed through me, I could feel the wolfsbane also. He posioned me.. Scooting myself closer to a tree, I got myself standing again. Ripping a piece of shirt with one hand and my teeth, I tied a knot quickly. I have to keep moving. Taking a step forward, then the next I winced. Falling into the tree in front of me, my broken arm scraped against the trunk. Moving more slowly, step by step and using trees as