Lower Moon 5 Novels & Stories

Her voice, soft and sure, saying, "Moonstones are the moon's tears. If I hold onto it, the moon will help you find me." He didn't need the moon to find her. She was already there. In every star. In every breeze. In the quiet space behind his ribs where his heart used to be before it broke. The moon hung full and silent in the sky. A soft silver light spilled over the water, wrapping around him like a gentle hand. He closed his eyes, and for a moment, he could smell her lavender perfume, could feel the ghost of her fingers brushing against his cheek. A breeze stirred the grass around him, carrying the faint echo of her laugh, bright and warm as it had been all those years ago when they were j

“Night, Chan. Call if you need anything.” The line went dead, leaving her alone once more. Channary stared at the phone, her fingers tightening around it. She knew Keaton would probably give the poor woman an earful for trying to stake a claim on him. But even the mild humor of the situation wasn’t enough to distract her from the nagging questions clawing at her mind. Her gaze drifted to the window, where the Moon hung high in the night sky, its light casting a silvery glow across her room. It had always guided her, comforted her.

Clearly he was also battling with his wolf. “Anytime from now to the next day but the super moon should speed things up.” The moon. Lori looked up at the moon and instantly felt dizzy. She blacked out.

I swallow down the worry building in my chest. “So this incident with Saint and Kas is going to happen when we are on maternity leave?” Lenora keeps writing notes, pushing down whatever emotions were ready to spill over. “May? June?” “I looked at the moon, Beta Lenora. It was full.” Delilah assures her. “I believe it was the Flower Moon in May. If I can get access to Kas and Alpha Bronx’s bedroom window, I can show you the position in the sky to determine the exact day and time.”

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.”

"But somehow it feels like I won't be seeing you for a long time after this, Ran. I'm even crying. I don't understand this…this…sudden melancholia." "It must be the moon, Jules. It's been a while since we enjoyed looking at the full moon. We usually go here when it's a full moon, remember?" "Yeah, I remember. Just to observe it." Julienne said. "Just to enjoy it." Rana piped in. "Just to enjoy a full moon bath." Rana laughed. "Ahahahaha. Right just to enjoy a full moon bath." "—better than a sunbath that tans our skin burnt—" they said in unison laughing more thereafter.

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 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

Maybe tomorrow he’d have a great solution. He looked at the mountains across the lake. The sun had set almost half an hour ago, and it was getting darker. And there, between the two most prominent mountain tops, the moon was slowly coming into sight – so far still looking transparent or dimmed because the sky wasn’t real dark yet. But even like this, it was obvious that it was a full moon. London; 9:25 pm

Every moon different. Some bleed. Some rest. Some do both. Pups learn this on their 5th birthday: “Your moon will bleed. That’s okay. Your moon will rest. That’s okay. Your moon will do both. That’s okay. Just never let it go gray from not choosing.” On Luna’s hill, 5 stones now: WE BLEED TOGETHER WE CHOOSE ANYWAY WE REMEMBER WE CHOOSE FOREVER WE CHOOSE BOTH A pup stands there. Age 8. Name unknown.