Moon Alchemy Novels & Stories

Now, with Selene, he felt happier and more pleasant. He then took out two bottles of alchemical pills from his spatial ring and handed them to Diane and the others and said, "Since you are all Severin's wives, I can't favor one over the other. Here's the gift." "These are Moonlight Pills. They are made from the Lunar Dew and ten-thousand-year herbs." According to the classification in the Grandiuno Sacred Land, a level five supreme saint could only become inner disciples. Adrian wouldn't even spare a glance at true disciples. Thanks to Severin, Diane and the others could stand in front of him.

It was a Silver Monolith, carved from a single block of lunar basalt and infused with a mercury-like alloy that shimmered even in the dark. ​The Eclipse Activation ​Back in the Sahara, I watched the Moon through a high-resolution resonance-telescope. The Earth’s shadow began to bite into the lunar disk, a dark red stain spreading across the silver. ​"The Umbra is hitting the Basin," I reported, my hand pressed to the Sahara’s obsidian pillar. "Thomas, Damian begin the Coda-Lock."

Allistair just rolled his eyes at his mate's arrogance. Together they proceeded down the obsidian hallway to a silver door with ever changing phases of the moon. The two guardians moved aside and swung open the door. The Moon Chamber emitted soft glows. Cycles of interlocking runes made from the light of the Moon spiralled around the chamber walls. Ancient sky vibrations thrummed within these designs. A large circular sleep surface occupied center stage, cut from highly polished moonstone and infused with paths of soft blue illumination. Gluttony led Kaelen to the slab and paused.

Ty was abruptly stopped as the door swung open. Everyone’s eyes faced the doorway as Azura’s silhouette stood outlined by the moonlight. “No, my Alpha,” her voice trailed into the room so serenely. “It is I that stands before the room. I, your future Luna, will not stay quiet and kept any longer,” Azura says as she takes a few steps closer to her mate, placing a hand on his shoulder and gazes over the room, stopping briefly on the man who had dared to mention her name. “I know you are worried and you have reason to be. First the pack is threaten by an evil man, now we are subject to someone’s spiteful vengeance, but do not forget, that it is the Moon Goddess who has bestowed upon me her

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

I feel something inside me crumble slightly. Damon frowns. "You helped stabilize Mara after the forest. You knew about the alchemy running through her blood. You know more than you are saying." “I always know more than I say,” the Mage answers calmly. “That is not the same as knowing where.” I clench my hands. "Then help us find her." The Mage studies me for a long moment. Long enough that the silence begins to itch. “I can only do what the Moon commands,” he finally says. “And the Moon is… particular.”

I heard a loud taunt, but didn’t pay any attention to it. “Don’t worry, Vera! We are right, so we don’t have to fear anything. The Moon goddess isn’t unjust,” Xela assured me, and I nodded. The alchemist started chanting ancient spells, and an eerie hush fell over. Goosebumps erupted all over my skin, and I started taking deep breaths. After a few more spells, he handed me a white marble bowl filled with green liquid.

He stepped closer, voice low but edged with concern. "I can help—" "I've got this," I cut him off sharply, holding his gaze. "I can do it myself." His brow furrowed, eyes flicking to the vial. "What is it? What's inside?" I hesitated for just a heartbeat, measuring how much to reveal. "Moonbane Ointment. Made from water collected under a full moon and silverleaf—a herb that absorbs silver toxins." He remained still, watching as I pressed the cloth to my arm, grimacing at the sting as the salve worked.