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Lara recalled the cluster of security men converging on the helipad, blurred glimpses of an incredibly large white villa, and heat that only increased the nonstop pounding behind her temples. Jet lag had finally caught up with her. A rueful grimace slanted her face as she gingerly slid out of bed to gratefully appreciate that the ground beneath her feet was no longer rocking. It was dark outside. Locating the bedside light, Lara glanced at her watch. “8 pm… Are you kidding me?” The housekeeper, at least Lara assumed the warm, matronly woman who had come to her assistance was the housekeeper, had been a merciful savior. She had taken charge, banishing Christophe and helping Lara to bed.

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

Dawn broke over Moonrise, not with a slow, creeping crawl, but with a sudden, piercing gold. The light crested the jagged peaks, shattering the darkness and pouring into the valley. It caught the frost on the ancient pines, turning the entire forest into a glittering, crystalline cathedral. Aria and Sienna did not sleep. They didn’t need to.

The moonlight faded and was replaced by the bright sun rays radiating through the woods. Zev opened his eyes to the sound of the water rushing by the river and the pleasant breeze blowing the leaves and twigs in the vast forest. He put a hand over his eyes to protect them from the sun. It surprised him to find himself in a strange but somehow familiar place. It was not long ago since he drifted to sleep and waking up suddenly with the night sky gone after just a few minutes was already hard to believe. Zev looked around and saw no one beside him.

NOTE: HI GUYS! The following chapters will be teasers for this book. This particular book is a series on its own with five books. Let me know if you like it after reading the teasers. INTRODUCTION Two years ago, Caidyn caused a young man to drown in the waters of loss after he had seen her. On that day, Lucien Dracmon sat on a rock at the riverbank, starring at the beautiful petals of a moon flower that grew only around this particular river. It only bloomed at night and he had come out because of it and to also comfort himself.

My gaze drifts higher, genuinely puzzled by how a bright moon could shine almost every single night when the sun barely shows itself during the day. In Science class we'd been taught that the moon shines by reflecting the sunlight. Maybe in this world, it just doesn't count. For the past four nights, that moon had become my quiet companion. Somehow, I’d discovered it eased the heat stage for me. Since then, I’ve taken to sleeping on the balcony, letting the cool moonlight wash over my skin and dull the burning inside. A soft knock at the door pulls my attention away from my thoughts. Shawn? But Shawn doesn't knock.

#### Jessica’s POV The midnight sun had completely vanished below the horizon of the North Malé Atoll, leaving the Indian Ocean under a vast, velvet sky that was crowded with an absolute, brilliant field of stars. The water beneath our overwater pavilion was completely still, glowing with a soft, bioluminescent blue that mirrored the quiet patterns of the night.

*Soleil* It is dark out now and the sun is setting, as we are on our way to the circle. We are so high up north that the night is pretty short at this time of year. But still we need flash lights to find our way. When we reach the circle the full moon has just come up over the treetops and we can turn off the lights. "Marta is going to light a fire, and then we are all going to prepare our senses for the sitting out. These herbs help us clean our mind and focus". Siri shows me two leather pouches.

“Are you ready? “Gustaf got up from the bench where he was sitting, fiddling with his cell phone. “'Yes, I hope I can keep my toes safe now,' I joked, receiving a small smile in response. The two of us walked side by side towards the parking lot. As we left the airport, I watched the orange glow of the approaching sunrise, but my contemplation was soon interrupted when a cold gust hit me in the face. “Tell me, is it always like this? “I pulled the scarf I was wearing around my neck to cover part of my exposed face. “'In winter the sun usually rises at about eleven in the morning and sets at about three in the afternoon “he didn't need any further explanation to understand what I was talking

Max was running around the front yard, occasionally coming back to the steps for a few moments of petting before racing out onto the lawn again and resuming his fun. Today was the twenty-first of December—the winter solstice. The reason Rave was gone. Leesa was watching to see if she might notice anything different about the sun today, some slight change that could account for the volkaanes retreating to their New Hampshire sanctuary. If there was anything different, she could not detect it. It seemed like any other winter afternoon to her.