Moon Breathing 16th Form Novels & Stories

Like what they’ve done with life. The rusty moon fits this year: the world’s and Helen's own. Her very personal one that she wouldn't even tell the diary about, because writing about it would be too painful. For the world it isn't over yet: the year of longing in which the moon began to rust. For Helen it will be soon enough. In three steps, beneath a rusty moon, in a rigid time, and someday it will hopefully be hollowed out by water, so the world can move again.

Drake Calloway still picked on me, followed by cold laughter from the other boy and the wolf. “Stop it, Drake.” Nathan came between us. “Why don’t we all go to the spring? I heard the Moon Goddess sometimes appears in the Full Moon.” “You still believe that bedtime story?” Bryan Waltz, the one with curly hair, chuckled. He patted the wolf next to him. “I think even Elliott no longer believes it—and he’s only ten.”

His hot breath washed over me, making my skin prickle with fear, and I felt his gaze like a physical touch, making me shudder. The chains creaked and groaned, straining against the beast's fury. I knew it was only a matter of time before Romain broke free, and I was consumed by the horror that loomed before me. The Moon Goddess seemed to have abandoned me, leaving me to face this terror alone.

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

Trevor called out, peeking from the curtains. Tristan winked at Luna before standing up. He closed his book and kept it on the chair. He walked toward Trevor with one hand on his waist. "What is Trevor talking about?" She asked Phoebe. "Just some random statue of the moon goddess. They seem to believe it changes shape every day." "And it doesn't?" "I don't know." She said it honestly. "I never saw any changes." "Perhaps I might," Luna said.

“Thank you, Luna. But I honestly don’t know if I will be able to finish all of this. Is there a way I can take what is left for later?” “Sweetie, you won’t need to take it for later. You will be living at the packhouse in Red Moon, and you will be provided with three meals a day.” Luna explained to me and my eyes got big thinking about being able to eat three meals a day. “Eat up and then Beta Shawn and you can leave for Red Moon.” Luna then said as she left the room leaving me to the plate of food.

Charlie says. "Wow! I'm impressed ,girl." Jasper says and hoots. "What do you mean by that?" I ask Charlie. "You can control all the elements present on earth." He tells me and I am shocked and ecstatic at the same time. I look at Drew to see his expression but he has a poker face. I can't decipher what he is feeling so I let it go and go inside. Me and Alex chat with Aurora and tell her about homecoming and its theme this year. Aurora and Jasper cook us some pasta with meatballs and they set it up on the table. I turn around and search for Drew, but he is nowhere to be found. He and Charlie have gone somewhere without telling us.

Ciaran stood up causing all eyes to shift to him. His aura was a demanding one. As silence fell amidst the cave and the remaining echoes died out, Ciaran cleared his throat. "Now that I have everyone's attention. My name is Alpha Ciaran of the Blood Moon pack, to those who do not know me. The one who is responsible for finding your all and orchestrating your rescue is lovely Mrs. Jones. Hey children were amongst you. The two young twins who happen to also be, what's known as Blue Moon shifters. Before we continue into what that means, we need to get a few things clear here and now. One, we will rest for the night here. Two, in the morning we will all go into the small town for breakfast to l

The next evening, I went to the Ravenwood night market alone. The downtown street outside the packhouse had been closed for the full-moon fair. Food trucks lined both sides of the road, neon signs glowed in storefront windows, and young wolves gathered around the training square where blue moonfire burned in metal drums. Moonfire was a ceremonial flame made from silver-pine resin and moon oil. It burned bright and beautiful, hot enough to scar if someone got careless, but it wouldn’t kill a wolf the way wolfsbane would. In our pack, an Alpha danced through the moonfire before choosing his Luna. It was old-fashioned, a little reckless, and ridiculously romantic. In my last life, Kyle had lear

Oh boy did I plan to exploit it. The Luna ceremony came and went. I bled into a cup and the pack members pledged themselves to me as they drank from it. I remember the most painful part being the look in Donovan's eyes as he drank. The guilt I saw in him, and felt, once our pack bond was in place... Oh goddess it was horrible. Absolutely heartwrenching.