Moon Alchemy Novels & Stories

It all sounded unbelievable to her, but… …If what he said was true…After all the years, the moon goddess must have finally taken pity on her… “The lunacy of your pack is what you’re renowned for, Alpha Kain.” Alpha Wyatt spoke again, “Only someone like you could tame this monster. I should’ve known.”

As we made our way to leave the hall, Leon’s drunk-filled voice echoed behind us. “Aldrich, you really got married to my ex, don’t you?” he sneered. “You’re so obsessed with me, aren’t you?” We turned back to see him staggering forward with a bottle of Moonwine in his hand—a drink fermented under a full moon using moon-touched herbs and berries, potent enough to get even the strongest Alpha drunk. He muttered curses as he shoved the performers out of his path as he approached.

I needed magic. I’d been studying some old alchemy notes when I found the recipe hinting at a “Moonroot Elixir,” said to draw out dark taint from soil or flesh. The instructions were incomplete, but better than nothing. I gathered a vial of Moonroot, silvery-blue herbs that only blossomed under a full moon, mixed with ground quartz, dragonfly wings, and a pinch of my own hair as a binding agent. The work was painstaking: precise measurements, careful stirring, hushed incantations beneath my breath. As dawn warmed the room, the potion shimmered in the lantern light. I hesitated, handed it to one of the healers, Diane, who peered at it with wide eyes. “Are you sure?” she asked.

Marcus joked along and we all laughed. I looked at Wyatt and Zen and turned back my focus on the three wolves, "The lesser powerful a potion made from a moonflower that is rare to find and only a few know how it looks and what is exactly used from the flower for the potion." I said, making Tanner clap his hands and point a finger at Logan and Marcus, "See I was right!" We all laughed at his enthusiasm. I continued, “The second one grants better results as it is obvious from our week experiment.”

The moon illuminated their path, guiding them towards their destination. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they reached the highest peak of the Silver Mountains. The air was thin and crisp, the scent of pine filling their lungs. At the summit, they found a small clearing, bathed in silver moonlight. In the center, a tranquil pool shimmered with ethereal beauty. "This must be the Lunar Pool," Luna murmured, her voice filled with awe. "Now, it's time to perform the Moon Ritual." Amelia and Elias stepped back, giving Luna the space she needed. Luna stepped towards the edge of the pool, feeling the power of the moon coursing through her veins. She closed her eyes, focusing her energy, a

“But in the wrong hands it could be tampered with and if The Witch is who she says she is…” He lets it trail off. The Moon Disc was greatly thought to be a long lost relic that can only be used by direct descendants of the Moon Goddess who are True Alphas. It is a weapon and a shield in one. ‘Alphas! Betas! We need you at the Gate!’ A mindlink comes through from our patrol, halfway through our meal. “What could that be?” I ask.

Maren said, her tone carrying genuine warmth beneath its formality. Amelia nodded once, a gesture that managed to be both regal and exhausted. “Do you have anything that would help us prepare for the third blood moon?” The question hung in the air between us, carrying the weight of everything we didn’t know. Alara exchanged a glance with Orion, then turned back to Amelia with the particular deliberation of someone choosing words carefully. “Not exactly, my Queen,” she said. “But the compound we’ve developed in conjunction with Dr. Thornwood...” She paused, her violet eyes finding mine. “It’s water-soluble.”

Lena hesitated and then took a small sip. The warmth spread through her softening the rigor of her nerves in her chest. She set the mug down and looked at Luna Celeste "You said I have power, what do you mean?" Luna Celeste sat down in the chair across from her, and her face turned solemn. "The gifts of the Moon Goddess are rare, but she never bestows them, much like her gifts, for no reason. You were born during a blood moon, was it not?"

Dorian takes an angry bite of his bread and turns to look back at Ronan, muttering profanities under his breath. Dorian is the son of Winona Cruz – President Cardenas' sister and the Alpha of the Legend pack, where Alpha court is located. It’s not a secret that his older sister is set to become the Luna of the Blackwood Pack. That is, if Ronan can stop postponing his ceremony. “What does your Mom plan to do about it.”

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c