Moon Bitcash Novels & Stories

~STORM As I sit here under the soft glow of the moon, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. The moon goddess has truly blessed me in ways I never thought possible. I look around at my beautiful family, and my heart swells with joy. My twins, Selene and Kingdom, are the light of my life. Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am.

Alpha Reese says and before I could say anything to him, he shifted and took off in the direction that Beta Ethan pointed in. Turning back to Beta Ethan, I say, “You have to remove the Moon Witches too. The Moon Witch is gaining power from them.” “You got to be fucking kidding me. How are we to fight Alpha Hunter then? They are the only thing holding him.” Beta Ethan asks as he surveys the area. “They aren’t holding him. He is feeding off them.” I said, as I noticed his eyes getting brighter. “Shit!” Beta Ethan says as he runs towards his mate to tell her what is happening.

just as right now. Like the moon who only shows up at night, Blythe can also feel her freedom of going anywhere she likes and enjoying the world when the sun is not around anymore to burn her sensitive skin. It was as if only the moon could embrace her for who she really is. But if her memory serves her right, since the orphanage's tragedy up to the very misfortune she's experiencing right now, the moon has always been there to witness her distress. It was as if Luna had been keeping wrath from her and she was punishing Blythe at every chance possible.

I followed the path, and soon it spilled out onto the Standing Stones. Seven stones stood in a circle, and mosaic tiles had been set in a circular fashion to the center, where the image of the Moon Goddess was etched on the center circular tile. The gray stones were illuminated blue in the bright moonlight. Everyone stood around the outside of the circle holding their candles.

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.

Ollie: Don't make me revoke your pizza privileges. I found myself smiling as I walked outside. Snow drifted from the sky. Cold air bit at my cheeks. My phone buzzed again. Another message. I expected the group chat. I expected Anya. I expected literally anyone else. Instead my stomach dropped. Unknown Number. Just seeing it made my chest tighten. The smile disappeared. A second message appeared before I could stop it. Then a third. Then a fourth. And suddenly, after two months of peace, I had a feeling the universe was about to remind me that it never lets me keep good things for long.

"What something?" "I don't know yet." "You had an expression…" "I was surprised." "You were more than surprised." He held her gaze steadily. "The column of light," he said. "The direction it went." He paused. "In the old stories, the ones the elders tell about the Moon-touched, there's a specific manifestation. Something that only the most powerful Moon-touched could do." He stopped. "What manifestation?" He looked at her hands. Then at the sky where the light had gone.

"The 'Moon' doesn't like it when we start feeling at home. It’s been scanning since you handed over the Genesis keys. It’s looking for the 'High-Value Asset.' That’s you." I looked up at the Silver Moon—the Syndicate’s transformed vessel. It hung in the sky like a giant, unblinking eye, its metallic surface shimmering with a sickly, iridescent light. It was a tumor on the universe, a piece of corporate greed that had achieved celestial proportions. "They called it a 'Free-to-Play' zone," I whispered. "What does that mean for us?"

“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

It was mine. Tonight, nothing felt predictable. The moon had risen huge and white, not soft but stark—like a coin hammered flat and nailed to the sky. Its light made edges cruelly clear. The moss didn’t blur into shadow; it glittered with frost. My breath came out in ghosts. The air was so sharp with pine and damp soil that I tasted it, resin and metal at the back of my tongue. Somewhere far away, water moved. Somewhere closer, something else did.