Lower Moon 6 Novels & Stories

If there was anything in the world that Liam Watcher hated more than small town football, it was being the star of small town football. Well that, and vampires. As his alarm blared loudly by the side of his bed for a six in the morning wake up call for his football game, he slammed his hand on the alarm clock. He sighed angrily, then sat up and rubbed his eyes. After a long night of playing games and hanging out with his friends, he felt exhausted. How was he supposed to go to bed early for the game when his friends needed him in Call of Duty? Now, however, he wished he had gone to bed earlier. His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep.

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.

Terrifying. We reached a small clearing, and I froze, my breath catching. There, nestled among the roots of an ancient oak, was a patch of Moonshade flowers—rare, delicate blooms that only unfurled under the light of a full moon. Their petals shimmered like liquid silver, glowing faintly in the dark, and I stepped closer, mesmerized. “Gods,” I whispered, crouching down. “I’ve never seen them in person.” Lucien paused beside me, his presence warm and solid. “They’re special,” he said softly. “Their scent changes with the moon’s phases—jasmine tonight, but by the waning gibbous, it’ll be something sharper, like clove.”

“You could’ve been my Luna, ruling alongside me. But I’m a forgiving man so I will give you another chance.” I looked up into his face as Andre knelt in front of me. I felt myself backing away as he lifted his hand, but he didn’t like the notion. Wrapping his hand in the hair at my nape, Andre pulled me forward, yanking my head back so he could look down at me. A yelp of pain escaped my lips, but he didn’t care. “There is a Blood Moon next month, exactly thirty one days from now.” He smiled. “I’m sure your Shrine Maiden has already explained to you what it’s for? True love’s sacrifice. Malachi and Ezra.”

what could possibly go wrong? Moon's blessings, Odessa 🌙✨

**The Silent Treatment** Elder Thorne stood beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight, his heart swelling with both reverence and awe as he faced the moon goddess, a divine figure of unmatched beauty and power. Her silvery robes flowed around her like a celestial waterfall, shimmering gently as the soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The moon's radiant light poured forth, illuminating the sacred glade where he had ventured, his spirit filled with hope and purpose, seeking the moon goddess's wisdom to guide Caden, the young alpha, in his quest for a suitable luna.

While the plant provides power for most of the state, it does not require that many employees to run it so the town remains small. Amaris threw off the plain white sheets and rolled out of the twin bed that lay nestled against the wall and in the corner of the room. When she was a child, Amaris would push the bed back against the wall every night so that she could lay at the foot of her bed and look out her window at the moon. There was nothing more beautiful than the sight of the full moon in all her glory.

he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. Pearl's eyes grew wide with surprise, her delicate features a picture of awe. "What? Millions? But they look so tiny," she exclaimed, her voice barely above a whisper. Eden's smile deepened, his refined nose twitching with pleasure. "Solis, which is another name for our own star, the Sun, can fit in more than 64 million moons in it, and 1.3 million Earths. And that's not the most remarkable thing – Solis is regarded as a dwarf star compared to the others."

Jackson mind-linked to me. “I love you too,” I replied, wiping away my tears. We were ready for the second part of the ceremony. Elder Johanna was leading the ritual. She approached us, placed her hand over our joined hands, prayed to Selene, and nodded to Jackson. “I, Jackson, Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, declare you, my mate Loreen Liira of the Silver Moon pack, our Luna—the Luna who will stand beside me to lead and protect our pack,” Jackson proclaimed. “I, Loreen Liira, born of the Lunar Eclipse pack and now a member of the Silver Moon pack, accept the title of Luna to Alpha Jackson and to our Silver Moon pack,” I said, locking eyes with him.