Moon Bitcash Novels & Stories

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.”

he muttered, though a hint of sarcasm laced his tone. “These coins,” he went on, “are silver, stamped with phases of the moon on one side and the goddess of night on the other. Five Crescents make a Half-Moon, and two Half-Moons make a Full Moon.” He spoke with a rhythm that might have sounded mesmerizing to anyone else, but to me, it was a lullaby. I couldn’t make myself care, no matter how much he repeated the details. “Is that so?” I mumbled absently, reaching for the silver coins lying on the table. They felt heavy and cool under my fingertips, foreign in their elegance. “I never knew there was something like this here.”

Creasing my brow I glared at him. “Do you know anything about black moonstone by chance?” I asked him and noticed that I had also gained Kirill’s attention. Glancing between us Lennox nodded slowly. “The Moon Council has one and it's rare and said to hold special qualities of which I'm unfamiliar with,” he stated hesitantly. Feeling like he knew more I gave him a pleading look and begged for him to spill it. “It can cure curses or inflict them with the right spell,” he huffed and I looked at Kirill with concern.

she attempted to cry but sounded really pathetic. “ stop crying and tell me what happened, why didn't they do anything, who denied them access ?” “Natasha told me that they said a company is taking over probably through double crossing and the name of the company is silver moon Co which belongs to Shawn” at this point should be gone to burst into tears.

I don't care if you both are destined to be together, you won't have anything to do with her, " the woman said, leaving the room. "I am Finn Nightshade, Alpha of Moonfield Pack. '' my handsome saviour introduced himself, stretching out his hands for a handshake. I was certain that I knew about this Pack, it was rumoured to be the most powerful and peaceful pack. "I am Elara Anderson, " I said. "Of which pack?" I heard Finn ask. "I am from the Shadowfang pack, " I said. "So you have a pack but why do you smell like a rogue? " he asked.

it, Mizuki held me back. We need to wait a little longer before we can retrieve the stone. If we get it now, you won't get your wolf and we won't become full Grimlock. " She said to me, So I pulled back my hand and just happened to look up and see a hole in the roof of the chamber. I also saw moonlight coming through the hole and followed the lightbeam and found that it ended where the moonstone was. It was at that moment that I knew what I had to do. It was almost midnight and the moon was starting to phase into the great full moon. I began to walk towards the altar where the moonstone was located, and as the moon moved closer to the hole in the roof, a beam of moonlight was moving along t

“You mentioned Mooncrest methods.” “A method does not own a pack.” His face darkened. I continued before he could interrupt. “Ironclaw already has the timber, the land and the labor. The only outside purchase would be frost-resistant seeds for the first planting. Mooncrest can sell them at the standard market price, or Ironclaw can purchase them from another supplier.” Gregor laughed harshly. “And what will this grand Luna project cost?” I slid another page toward him. “The initial cost is estimated at twelve thousand silver marks.”

No more shifting the blame onto the currents of the Mooncrest Coast winds. I drop onto my sofa and drag my laptop toward me, my fingers moving with a desperate, frantic precision. I bypass the public interface and hack into the Okoye Moon Dominion’s internal network. It’s a labyrinthine beast, but the architecture is arrogant—too sure of its own strength. I trace the encrypted files until I find Ifu’s private registry. His emergency contact is listed under a coordinates-based entry for a residence in Silvermoon Heights. A penthouse. Private lift access, warded with high-tier lunar energy suppression. Of course.

Then I search—drawers, bags, closets—anything that might give me a clue. Nothing. Too clean. Too controlled. That leaves one place: Hawkins Enterprises. ⸻ Back in the kitchen, I finish cooking. “Marry me chicken.” The irony almost makes me laugh. I eat quickly, barely tasting it, my thoughts racing too fast to keep up. The dreams. The flashes. The certainty. My phone buzzes. Binance. I frown and open the app, my breath catching almost immediately. The Terra-Luna coin—the one I know collapsed—is still there. Alive. Thriving. My balance untouched.