Moon Madness Novels & Stories

I also reviewed some of the pack's financial records, making sure everything was in order. As the morning wore on, I decided to take a walk in the pack's gardens. The fresh air and sunshine would do me some good, and I needed a break from the confines of the pack house. As I strolled through the gardens, I saw something I never noticed before. In the center of the clearing stood a large, ancient-looking tree. And carved into the trunk of the tree was a symbol I recognized — the symbol of the Lunar Curse. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stared at the symbol. The Lunar Curse was a legendary affliction that caused werewolves to lose control of their wolves during full moons. It was said

*** — Anne, do you want to hear a story? When the world was young, and the herds were still in their most primitive state, a lone wolf devoted himself to singing to the Goddess Moon with passion. The wolf, whose fur shone under the silver light of the moon, sang with a passion and devotion that resonated in the deepest corners of the night. His howls were an ode to the beauty and mystery of the night, an expression of love and admiration for the Goddess who illuminated the nighttime sky.

I had no clue that he bared this much power and had never seen him use it like this before. A scream then caught all our attention and we all looked towards the packhouse. A blast of white light soared through the air, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Luna Ella was blasting the Moon Witch with her magic and the two of them were going head-to-head. Then out of nowhere a stream of fire shot towards the Moon Witch and I looked to see Luna Rayne approaching her. Willow then joined in and shot a stream of her white light at her, and I swear it looked like the ghostbusters when they were trying to catch a ghost with their packs. The Moon Witch’s wall that she had up around her was beginni

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said

He is different from the others, there is more to him, something magical. I had gotten so caught up in the giant Were, that I had lost track of the back and forth conversation around the table. As I concentrated again, I caught on to the fact that the visiting diplomats were upset that Tri-Moon didn’t realize that their Luna was going into heat. They argued amongst themselves that they had no way of knowing and that she didn’t show any signs. After someone asked why this was the first heat of such magnitude, my interest peeked. “That we don’t know” Cole answered him.

Through all that, she has tried to think of the baby and not think much of her mate. Today was the day the Black Moon Pack was preparing to celebrate the Lunar eclipse, the only time when the show of the earth covers the moon and it appears darker. It is a full moon and one of the rarest ones where werewolves don’t get affected much. It is said that on this night they could ask for anything from the Moon Goddess and they will get it, no matter what it is.

The shattered moon was no longer a celestial body; it was an archipelago of bone-white rock and radioactive cobalt drifting in a chaotic, low-gravity dance. As the thousand gliders of the Union approached the debris field, they looked like autumn leaves caught in a gale. There was no air here to catch their wings, so the "Silver-Eyed" children took over, using their connection to the planet’s magnetic wake to "tug" the bronze-wood shells toward the largest lunar fragments.

where my love was displayed as a foolish, messy mistake. The people didn't attack us. They simply watched us with those hollow, silver eyes, their collective "Peace" acting as a psychic pressure that tried to drown out our "Grey" fire. "Mother, look at the moon," Leo said, pointing upward. The sun was high, but the moon was visible too—a massive, solid silver disc that was currently eclipsing the violet star. From the moon, a single beam of white light shot down into the center of the city, into the Inner Sanctum.

We turn at the same time to see Luka stepping out from the forest, his gold-tinted curls blowing about his face, his brown eyes wide with wonder at the sight of the river. He walks past, still not seeing us. Darius and I look at each other, then scramble up to follow him. Luka stops at the top of the river embankment. He passes his hand over his eyes. When he drops his hand again, he opens his eyes and they are a milky grey colour. The glow disappears from the sky and in the darkness a full moon rises. Not just any moon. I recognize this moon. So pale, so clear, it appears as if behind a layer of ice. The first full moon of the new year. The Wolf Moon.

Orlando said. Max asked drily, "which century do you fucking live in?" "Make fun of it as much as you want but it is true," he said. "If you take the time to notice the world around you, you will see it. The Moon does not have light of its own, it reflects the light of the Sun. She glows under the light of the sun, under the direction of the Sun and the part that the Sun's rays don't touch remains dark. Moon revolves around the earth but ultimately it revolves around the Sun. It is because of the Sun that Jivan exists in the first place! God Sol is the reason Jivan exists! Even in the thousands of stories of God Sol and Goddess Luna, it was always said that God Sol ruled Jivan with an iron f