Lunar Whispers Novels & Stories

While utters and whispers about the only daughter of Nerida, the Queen of the Ocean, spread like wildfire across the globe of darkness, Mauve and her 'puppets' cross the salty waters and the lands of life to be the first ones to reach the siren. The moon no longer shines bright, stars have swum across the black void in the night sky, away from the eyes of creatures on Earth. Enchanting was his hideous voice. He whispered her name in the depths of the ears of all thirsty creatures. It was her blood— her eyes— her beautiful names; they fought for them all. [As Lunar Eclipse approaches, the ugliness in every creature protrudes from the surface of their beauty.] "Dear mother, I am reaching my go

He would gaze up at the moon, whispering words of reverence and gratitude, and Luna, in her celestial realm, would hear his prayers and bless him with her divine presence. But as the end of his mortal days drew near, Lykos found himself consumed by a deep longing. He yearned to reunite with his beloved Moon Goddess, to be forever embraced by her celestial light. He prayed to Luna one last time, pouring his heart into his plea, begging her to allow him to be by her side.

"There are voices of people that linger when their lives are unjustly taken from this earth," Crystal said. "Voices of blood, and people who can't get justice for themselves. These voices belong to the souls of the dead, and the innocent. They can haunt you, torment you, and even try to kill you if they are strong enough. They are like air. They can't be seen. They can't be touched. They can be felt, but mostly through one's hearing. They glide in the air. The strong wind can stop them, and so can fire. Nature doesn't necessarily stop them, but anything too loud for you to hear them can temporarily stop them. And that is why they are called whispers.

Without her realizing it, her long-buried grievances seemed to be easing away. Her eyes turned watery. The lyrics were a bunch of simple and straightforward words, yet she found herself completely absorbed in them. "Whisper of the Silence." Danise smiled. "Lovely song, isn't it?" "Whisper... of the Silence?" A glimmer appeared in her lifeless gaze. "Such a beautiful name. Is this your latest work?" "How I wish. It's Kyle." Staring into her eyes, he continued, "He composed it with hopes that it could reach the ears of somebody he misses."

Annika said as she signaled Sophia to sit beside her on the couch. She sighed but was still cautious about the man. “Sophia, he is not dangerous. Stop being agitated.” Annika said as she tried to convince her sister. “I-I’m sorry if you think I’m somewhat suspicious, but I just came here because I’ve cleared things about Annika. My name is Liam Morgan.” Liam said very calmly and tried to shake Sophia’s hands. Sophia looked at his face intensely and she wondered why the man seemed familiar. She then grabbed his hand and shook it and said, “I’m Annika’s older sister, Sophia.”

'I just wish I could stab your mouth' Kate thought as she gritted her teeth. "You glaring at me with those beautiful eyes is pointless, you can't do anything, and don't forget I can also hear your thoughts" Clarence stood up and walked towards Kate. Her eyes widened, he can hear my thought? Before she could go on to retort Clarence covered her mouth signaling her to keep quiet. "Shush, listen," Clarence said removing his hand from her mouth. Kate was confused at first until she heard some howling noise. That was the same sound that the demon was making. That only meant one thing. They are here!

“A bridge.” The floor sparkled like water disturbed by the wind. Then — Everything fell silent. A whisper, as delicate as a thread, slipped into Luna’s ear. — Come, daughter of the broken line. The path awaits. — Her breath caught. “Daughter of the what?” Rowan grasped her shoulders. “Luna, stay with me. Who’s communicating with you?” But she could hardly hear him. Because the chamber around them began to fade. The temple walls dissolved into silver mist. The air thickened with lunar energy so potent it vibrated through her bones. Rowan and Kai's voices grew faint as if echoing from a far-off place.

Too still. The fire from the distant battlefield flickered and dimmed. The wind shifted, carrying something, something ancient. It started as a shimmer in the air, a hum that wasn’t sound but feeling, resonating in my bones. Stephan straightened, sensing it too. Heath’s hand went to his weapon on instinct. A light appeared above us. Soft. Silver. Lunar. The Moon hung low, impossibly close, its glow cascading down like liquid silver, bathing the clearing in ethereal light.

“Silver fire. Only Lunar Wolves can produce that. Cassandra was telling the truth. A Lunar Wolf died here.” Kael crouched near the centre of the clearing, examining something I could not see from my position. “Aria. You need to see this.” I joined him and felt my stomach drop. Carved into the rock beneath a thin layer of disturbed soil was a message: *The purge continues. The abominations will be cleansed. The Moon Goddess’s will be done.* Below is a list of names. Three were crossed out with dates beside them. The fourth name, uncrossed, was Cassandra Nightwhisper.

The 6 stones were covered in petals. WE BLEED TOGETHER WE CHOOSE ANYWAY WE REMEMBER WE CHOOSE FOREVER WE CHOOSE BOTH WE CHOOSE TO REMEMBER She touched each one. Petals fell from her fingers. The sky pulsed. One moon dipped low. Pink with a white edge. Like Luna’s original moon. “It’s the first one,” Aria whispered. “The sky kept it.” Wolves gathered below. 100,000 of them. Looking up. The moon pulsed once. Then spoke. Not with sound. With memory.