Moon Flowers Novels & Stories

I cried out and shielded my face, stumbling back. The mist surged. The ground trembled. When I opened my eyes again— The Silver Moon Flower had bloomed. Its petals unfurled slowly, like it had waited centuries for this moment. They were glowing with a soft, otherworldly light, silver with flecks of iridescent blue, like the surface of the moon reflecting a thousand hidden stars. I felt a part of me stir, an ancient and powerful part. The flower had accepted me. I didn't bask in the euphoria for too long, knowing I didn’t have a second to waste.

And even from here, I could see the faint, ethereal glow pulsing from within it. The Moonfire Orchid. I picked the lock on the glass door and slipped inside. It was a simple mechanism. Likely because Lycans relied on strength, not finesse. The air in the sanctuary was warm and thick with the scent of ozone and blooming jasmine. And there, in the center of a raised stone dais, grew the Moonfire Orchid. Its petals were pure silver, glowing with a soft, internal luminescence that seemed to breathe. "Leo," I breathed, tears pricking my eyes. "I found it."

But it was the flowers that took Emily’s breath away. "Moon-blooms," she whispered, touching a velvet-soft petal of a luminescent white flower that had been arranged in massive crystal vases throughout the living area. They glowed with a faint, ethereal light, casting long, dancing shadows against the warded glass windows. They were beautiful. They were rare. And they cost a fortune.

I watched her relax and felt a pulse of gratefulness through our bond and all of a sudden whatever I had said was completely worth it. "Thank you, Jasp..." She whispered. Great Mother Moon Goddess her voice was like heaven to my ears. It was the finest melody that had been fine tuned to reach my heart and squeeze. I watched her giggle and noticed that she had been trifling in my mind a second ago. I smiled and began walking closer, "The things you do to me." I say, and she repeats what I said back to me, but with a sultry tone, "The things you do to me~" I stopped dead in my tracks and clenched my fists, if she didn't stop talking like that we would have problems. Big, hard, aching problems.

I opened my mouth to tell him about it, but then small circles started forming around my index finger. The moment was calm, and I put my whole hand in the cold water. The surface of the water changed, it turned into a mirror. But there was no reflection. I saw the full moon on the surface of the water. Then it disappeared, and a woman appeared. I couldn't see her face. Her back was facing me. The hair...it had silver strands. The image went away quickly, and then fire....angry flames around a crib replaced it. People were running.

"Don't remind me, yesterday was the first time I saw you in control. Your wolf didn't want to kill him" "Ivan is my childhood friend, I won't kill him. I was just mad" Skylar mumbled. Shailyn poked her arm. "Why are you rouse, pup?" "Do you know what a blue moon is?" She consulted, staring at Shailyn, watched as the fairy nodded. "A red moon represent the rise and fall of the Lycan Alpha King, a blue moon represent the rise of the King's Queen, Luna of all magical creatures" Skylar fluttered her eyes, frowning in complication. "I don't get it"

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

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.

I pointed to the two I could see. "There are six moons in total." Leo's arm brushed against mine, sending prickles of pleasure along my skin. "What about those mists we passed through?" I bent and picked one of the orange flowers. Then brought it to my nose. The petals were shaped like pansies and smelled like tangerines. "These flowers are called tigerspaw." He plucked the flower from my hand and spun it between his fingers. The color was that of a tiger's fur. "Why, tigerspaw?"

There, in front of him, was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had thick blonde hair and long eyelashes. Her perfectly pink lips brought out the blue in her eyes as she smiled brilliantly up at Liam. Liam, who felt honored just to be in her gaze, smiled back at her. She was wearing her usual peach shirt and white cardigan with jeans and flats. She smiled and did the little bounce she always did when she saw Liam, which of course, made Liam’s entire world glow a little brighter. “Lily,” He whispered.