Lower Moon 5 Novels & Stories

Alex: There is a full moon tonight. It is a super moon according to humans and it's true that our olanet’s natural satellite looks huge. Throughout the island a wind comes and goes that seems loaded with whispering voices and a strange expectation has taken hold of me. Yolie went to sleep early. The revelations she has faced in recent days have caused great distress on her spirit. She barely eats and barely speaks, she spent the whole day lying in bed pensive and melancholic.

The air in the Maw didn’t just grow cold, it became thin, as if the mountain itself were gasping, outside, the Blood Moon had reached its zenith, casting a bruised, rhythmic crimson light through every fissure and vent in the stone, it wasn't just a celestial event, it was a cosmic siphon, Kaelen was using the Lunar Cult’s forbidden Tides to pull the child toward the surface, dragging the heir out of the dark before it was ready to be born.

I say not sure if it’s the right word to use. “The Palace of Moonlight sits on the very centre of the moon; it resides in three places simultaneously. The moon itself, the borders to the Edge and the Realm of the Gods. We are currently on the moon, Lunar. Then, there is Lassilan, the Edge, a place for the lesser immortals, and then we have the Realm of the Gods, or as we call it, The Realm of Éazaviion.” “I see… and the people that live here?”

The hum in the Grove settled. Luna lowered her hands. Her breathing slowed. She opened her eyes. The world looked… the same. Yet not. Edges were clearer. Shadows deeper. The stars above glowed with a faint halo, like each one had grown a thin ring of blue. The Moon hung higher now, silver again, the red of the Blood Moon gone. Her cracks remained. They shimmered with a new, pale light. “Look,” the Goddess whispered. *At yourself. Not in stone. In sky.*

"Also what's the deal with me?" "If you succeed in finally making me the Luna of this pack, I will bring you out of this forest and make you the high priestess of the Ravens Pack. How does that sound?" I asked and saw the glow that appeared in her eyes. "In that case, you have a team with me. That Selene girl is too little to be a threat to us." Witch Ian replied, showing her green colored teeth. After some time, she handed a tiny bottle to me. "This should be consumed by none other than Selene Nightfall. There will be a change right after that. Once you succeed in this assignment, report back for the next step." She instructed and my eyebrows raised.

Walking up to my side, he kept a polite distance as 'engaged couples' would. He clearly heard my whisper but was trying to appear unconcerned. I turned slightly, smiling faintly, shyly and hopefully as the future queen would. "Just thinking about the prayer to the Moon Goddess in three days." That was the truth. New moons were the moment when the Moon Goddess' power would wane, and it would be most suited for a grand farewell and a quiet escape. Daniel chuckled in turn, turning away and looking up to the distant skies. "The Moon Goddess will protect you, Susan."

“That’s none of your business. Also, you’d do well to remember that she is your future queen.” “Aye.” Mason looked out the window. “I meant no harm. I just don’t want you to lose your Pack because you have not yet taken a Queen and Mate. After all, the Blood Moon—” “Is quickly approaching. Yes, I’m quite aware.” I let out a deep breath. “But that’s not for another three months. There’s another full moon coming tomorrow night, and Brenna is a potential Luna.” That got Mason’s attention. “Seriously? How do you know?”

But before they can confront each other, the fifth daughter of the Moon, still within Jan, who clings to himself for fear of being taken away, speaks. "Mother, I am Jan's soulmate, and I am happy. I joined him for all eternity; he is mine. That is something you cannot determine. I will not let you interfere in my life again. Jan, finish it, let's unite!" The voice of the fifth daughter of the Moon resonates in the silence that follows her statement, filled with determination and courage. Jan, still embracing himself, feels a wave of relief upon hearing her. Despite his fear, he knows she is right. They are halves of the same whole, destined to be together.

Not entirely. Downstairs, Kieran and Jenson lean against the railing like they own the world, casual as ever, but their sharp eyes miss nothing. "How's it going with the new girl?" Jenson asks, unbuttoning his shirt like the morning is his to command. "Lara's staying. Moonshine doesn't do pack runs," I mutter, rolling the words around in my mouth. "You're joking," Kieran frowns. "That's standard everywhere. Full moons empower every Wolf.

Then her phone buzzed. She looked down. A text from an unknown number. You shouldn't have touched it. She typed back: Who is this? The response came in less than three seconds. Someone who knows what you are. The lights flickered. Luan looked up. The fluorescents buzzed, dimmed, then blazed back to full strength. The clock on the wall read 5:51 AM. Her phone buzzed again. The moon is in eighteen days. You need to be ready.