Moon Born Outcast Novels & Stories

I say and keep walking towards the enormous doors. Shoving one open, I freeze as I notice the ground outside isn't brown but white as far as I can see. Cold air rushes over my face, through the thin shirt beneath the cloak. "Where the fuck am I?" The man behind me answers. "Blood Moon Pack." Blood Moon Pack?? I spin around. "Forgive me for my rudeness." He gives a bow. "I am Beta London Bashal. Welcome to the Blood Moon Pack, future Luna." "I'm not going to be any fucking Luna."

She had pale golden skin, long dark hair braided with tiny silver beads, and pointed ears that were decorated with small rings. "Are you the travelers who came from beyond the mountains?" she asked. Jason looked up from the map he had been examining. "That would be us." She smiled. "My name is Liora. I was sent to invite you to our Moonwake Celebration tonight." "Moonwake?" I repeated. "It's a celebration we hold when the moon is high enough to reflect clearly in the river. Our people gather along the water and release lights to honor those we love, those we've lost, and the wishes we carry into the future."

He worshipped Ethan Hale like a god. Kai looked at Aarav with pure respect. "Uncle Ethan is a legend. He stopped the Black Moon. If you're his son, you must be strong." *3. LUNA - 10, Healer. No parents. Found under the Blue Moon.* White hair that glowed faintly in the dark, pale blue eyes. She was found as a baby in a blue-lit crater three days after the moons split. No one knew who left her. She could heal small cuts and bruises just by touching them, and the blue moon always seemed brighter when she was near. She was quiet, but her dreams were loud. And she was terrified of Aarav's red eye.

It was no longer Malachi. It was Daniel. Her father. He smiled at her. "Hello, sweetheart." The Last Moon The moon rose higher. The sky turned completely red. Gianna's wrist began to burn. One by one, the remaining silver crescents turned black. Seven. Eight. The name MARA vanished. A new name appeared. GIanna. Her own name. The First Queen stared at it. "No." The Hollow smiled. "Yes." The ground beneath Gianna split. A silver light rose from the earth.

The clans were scattered, divided, broken by years of bloodshed and war, but he knew—this was the moment they would either be healed or destroyed. Erin stood beside him, her silver eyes reflecting the light of the moon. She was no longer just the girl who had been cast out of her clan, no longer just the healer who had tried to hide from her past. She was the Moon’s Orphan, the one destined to awaken the Wolf God and lead the clans. And now, she had to step into that role.

Away from the man who wanted to obliterate my soul. I ran until I collapsed in a valley. I was covered in blood, every inch of my skin on fire. Just as I thought I was safe, heavy footsteps echoed from the shadows. Three burly men emerged. Rogues. The dangerous outcasts, banished from their packs. "Well, look what we have here," the bearded leader licked his lips. "The Silver Moon's Beta? Looking a little weak." They surrounded me. "Heard there's some serious drama in the Silver Moon pack," another man with a scarred face sneered. "Heard Alpha Cayden traded you in for a newer model, huh?"

"Nod if you understand what I'm telling you." I nodded against his palm, shaking uncontrollably, my heart slamming hard enough against my ribs that I was certain he must be able to feel it even through the hand still covering my mouth. He released me slowly, and in the thin wash of moonlight filtering through the canopy above us, I finally saw his face clearly for the first time, young and sharp-jawed, with eyes an unnatural, faintly glowing blue that didn't belong to any wolf I had ever encountered within this pack's territory.

“Always.” He pulled me close again, forehead resting against mine, wolf and human hearts aligned. “Always,” he echoed. The city was still scarred. The wounds ran deep. But beneath the rising moon, amidst the smoke and ash, a new dawn was stirring. And in that fragile, burning light, I understood something I hadn’t dared to feel for years: I had a place, a purpose, and someone I could trust to survive with me. Somewhere beyond the city, distant packs stirred. Eyes watched us. Calculations were being made. Challenges would come. But here, tonight, under the rising moon, I felt a bond stronger than blood, stronger than fire, stronger than war.

SKY He’s made his choice, and it’s me. Sky Silver. The Silver Moon Pack’s outcast, and the strongest one among them, if I’m being honest. It feels strange being trapped inside this glowing orb, watching the Silver Moon wolves slam into it again and again, unable to break through. Aunt Selene is talking somewhere behind me, but my focus is drawn to the other woman standing outside the barrier. She’s made of light and magic, calm and steady, and I know without being told that she’s family too.

He’d lived for revenge and built his empire to get what he wanted. Moon never forgot the people who helped him though. He was ruthless and deadly if you crossed him. He was the most wonderful man alive if you were lucky enough to enter his world. Moon went nowhere without Alex Gomez. Until Austin, Alex was the scariest dude I’d known. When he did a favor for Mak and took on the new escort to see how she performed, it twisted his violently focused world to a woman and her name was Celina. Through Celina, Dax’s club came into Moon’s purview and Moon’s syndicate expanded. It now included three states. Those would be passed to Alex and Celina.