Moon Bitcash Novels & Stories

I opened the heavy ledger, placing the signed receipts flat on the stone podium in front of me. "But here sits the absolute proof of their high treason," I declared, my voice growing stronger with every word. "While our brave royal warriors were fighting on the bloody border plains to keep your homes safe, the Moon Council was secretly buying tons of pure silver dust from shady human merchants across the southern mountains." I held up a thick piece of yellow parchment, a direct order signed by Veronica’s own hand.

"I just don't want Collins to work himself into a grave. Do you realize how much 1.5 billion is?" Hayden turned to his computer and began typing rapidly. McQueen followed. "Dinner is on the table, where are you going?" "Checking the price of Beta Currency," Hayden replied. McQueen blinked. "Virtual coin? Since when are you playing the market? You’re supposed to be studying, not day-trading!" "I took it from Jess," Hayden said flatly. McQueen’s jaw dropped. Hayden logged into his encrypted wallet. The screen refreshed, showing the current exchange rate.

When was the next one? I pulled out my phone, then remembered I had left it at the resort. But there was a calendar on the desk, detailed with astronomical events. My mother had marked important dates, phases of the moon, and its celestial alignments. I flipped frantically until I found it. Two days from now. A total lunar eclipse, visible from Moonstone territory. "Two days," I whispered. "She has two days to get me to agree, to get Ethan under her control, to set up everything she needs."

The Moon Festival was never meant for people like me. All around the clearing, wolves danced and laughed, their faces painted with silver crescents, clothes glowing with threads woven under moonlight. Lanterns floated overhead, their warm gold light casting shifting shadows on the stones below. The ancient pines swayed, whispering old prayers to the Moon Goddess. I stood at the edge of it all, half-hidden beneath the gnarled limbs of a hollow pine. My hands were clenched inside the sleeves of my simple robe—undyed, unadorned. I wasn’t dressed to be seen.

It felt like she had cheated on me and the thought drove my wolf to the edge. “Your Majesty?” Riven’s voice came softly and I looked down. My hands were turning into paws. I forced my wolf back, biting down the rage. “What is the Luna Asset Fund?” “It’s a secret account created for Her Grace. Twenty million moon coins are wired into it every week.” I stared at him, stunned. “Every week? Where does my mother get that kind of money?” “It’s not clear yet. But one thing is clear. The account is registered under your name.”

Everyone was in a rush but why? "What's going on?" I asked them. They stared at me with the look it's a mess out. "You didn't check the news did you?" Scott asked. I shake my head in denial. What was there to check anyways. I don't have time for news and all. "Look, " he said switching the news channel on the TV. " Breaking News: Kayden Moonlight from the Band name Moonlight is spotted at MC Hospital with a female patient, who seems to be in serious condition ."

"And right now, I need all my strength to deal with the Rage Spirit." I ended the call. Three hours later, I opened the magi-net and logged onto the official supernatural community's livestream platform. The Silver Moon Pack's Blood Moon Ritual was being broadcast to the entire world. A laughable attempt to show off their strength. I clicked into the stream and saw a sight that made my blood boil all over again. Isla stood at the center of the altar, wearing a sacred robe woven from pure moonlight. It was made of twelve flawless moonstones, each one worth fifty thousand dollars.

“Then let him wait. We are ready.” The twenty moons shimmered, casting silver and gold light across the stabilized battlefield. The next stage of the Moonfire Rising loomed ahead, more dangerous, more mysterious, and more vital than ever.

"So, moonlight isn't just sunlight bouncing off the moon; it's like a transformed version of sunlight, carrying a different energy?" "Exactly!" She nodded, pleased with my understanding. "It's like the moon's own version of sunlight, altered and imbued with a unique essence as it journeys through space and time before reaching us here on Earth. That's what makes harvesting moonlight so intriguing—it's tapping into this distinct energy source, harnessing its qualities for various purposes. It's almost like the blue fires used by certain creatures, but not quite similar."

he passes the rock to me; I accept it with both hands after a moment of hesitation. This is it then, the moment of truth, the little weird rock will dictate the path of my life forever. It's heavy and cool in my palms, somewhat chalky. I brush my right thumb over the smooth surface and then look at the pad of my finger, slightly expecting there to be a white residue on my finger. There isn’t. Hmm. “Look into the moon child” the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought