Lunatics Novels & Stories

“Oh, yes. Their whole way of approaching the world differs from ours in the most unexpected ways. Did you know they have their own ideas about the moon?” I did. “No. Tell me more.” “Well, the human females tend to have their fertility cycles sync with the moon and go into labor at the sight of the moon at full, and many humans believe the foull moon brings out the ‘crazies.’” “Crazies?” She laughed like the ringing of a glass bell. “Yes! People who do odd things for no reason, like become aggressive over nothing or even become criminals. In fact, they have a word for it, ‘lunacy.’”

-Emilio- Anastazie showed up for the Mate's Moon Ball looking gorgeous. Her white hair shined in the moonlight and the red lipstick she had picked brought her goddess like features out. She was a sight to behold yet she was obilvious to the young Alpha who were unmated stealing glances at her. Many packs called her the snow white of the wolves due to her beautiful white hair and fair skin. And me in my young stupidity had tricked our pack that she was weird and ugly. I felt jealously as all the other young males oogled her. She was mine, I had known her the longest. Many of the men sniffed the air as she absent mindedly walked past them. They were all hoping she'd be their mate and their pac

What the hell is that? [[ This, dear Luna is the reason why you went berserk earlier, it is a parasitic neuron-parasite, it takes time to hatch in your system and then latches on to you and controls your mind and system, a great many of people have been killed through the years for going mad for no reason until after they died persons would realize that these bad boys where in their system, in your case it was fortunate that it latched somewhere easily seen, others where found in ears, brain, heart and even in the stomach ]] (( but how did that get into my system? )) [[ I presume it occurred when you sucked the poison from your sibling Luna ]] she cringed and turned and looked at my dad very

so darker. My eyes widen. It seems like they gonna pop out of my eye sockets. Then his eyes turn whole black, and I felt my heart beating so loudly like a drum was being done on it. What the HELL!!!!???? My head starts to spin. What is this? I am so confused. Oh goodness! I am dumb. I have lost my sanity. I am hallucinating. But then he says, “Me, love?” Uh oh... I am dead... With that everything turns black...

The peace treaty between humans and wolves was fragile. Everyone knew it. One mistake could ruin years of hard work. One misunderstanding could reopen old wounds. One badly handled situation could create chaos. And who was more likely to make such a mistake than a human Luna who was still learning how wolf politics worked? My smile widened. Now that was an interesting thought. I pulled several documents closer. Reports. Schedules. Council records. Upcoming visits. Diplomatic meetings. The Luna had access to many things. But not everything.

"That's where you are wrong, my dear luna. I don't have to be dark around her." "I won't stop," she warned. "I swear I won't." "It would be boring if you did." I leaned away and let out a small breath. "Since the pack will be gossiping about just how crazy you are, let me give them more to gossip about. You will be held in the healing room for two days, and the pack's best healers and psychiatrists will wait on you. They could check you because I do truly believe you are insane, or not. I barely care about your health. Either way, the pack will know. Does this work well for you, luna?"

"Outlawed because...?" Lysander's voice was soft. "Because it rips the spirit from the wolf and replaces it with hunger." Charlie took a step back, feeling suddenly cold. "Who would do that?" Matthew answered before Lysander could. "The Dire Moon Sect." Charlie blinked. "Sounds like a metal band. Or a cult." Matthew grimaced. "Cult." Lysander corrected, "A renegade pack. Once. Before they fell to insanity." "And now?" Charlie asked.

"Aria, look at the psychiatric hospitals. Patients with fractured minds are beginning to glow." The Null had been cultivating broken consciousness, beings whose ascension would create mad gods. As Luna's regulated pulls reached them, they began transforming into divine chaos. "Stop them!" Luna pleaded through her stations, but they were already ascending through cracks in sanity rather than paths of structure. "Mad gods for mad reality," the Null whispered. "Your daughter provides the power; I provide the candidates. Together, we unmake meaning itself." Through divine perception, I saw dozens of fractured minds beginning their ascension. Without proper preparation or structure, they would be

The scene was a chaotic whirlwind of fur and fury, the sounds of battle intermingling with the rustling of leaves and the rush of their own breath. Amid the chaos, Tanner's telepathic messages began to filter through, fragmented and disjointed. A jumble of thoughts and emotions that clashed with the natural rhythm of the pack's shared connection. The mental barrage was confusing, disorienting. A symphony of confusion that echoed in the minds of everyone who could hear it.

Luna, sensing the impending convergence, pressed the assault, her every move calculated to keep the sinister group occupied. As Alpha Burst's group reached the entrance of the inner sanctum, they encountered a sealed gateway, adorned with ancient symbols. Luna, through a mental link, instructed Alpha Burst to wait for her signal. The plan was to synchronize the actions of both groups, creating a moment of chaos that would allow Luna's group to breach the inner defenses.