Moon Man Book Novels & Stories

“And none of that ‘fated mates’ business. I’m a human. I don’t have a fated anything.” “You don’t think Luna watches over you?” “Of course, but she watches over me in human terms, not wolf.” “I don’t know what that means.” “There’s a book by Taylor Alsop, Humanity under the Moon. I highly recommend it.” Even from the corner of my eye I could see his pleased smile. “Thank you. I’ll read it.” “Excellent. Now, is that all?” “So, you are well, then?” “Exceptionally so. Now, go hide somewhere. I want to buy this chemical reaction thing.”

"Bring us the book, and we'll help you find Lily." I felt a cold pit form in my stomach. The Book of the Moon was one of the things that had driven a deep wedge between wolves and witches, a relic of power snatched away in a time of strife. To retrieve it would be nearly impossible and dangerously provocative. The book was believed to hold all the secrets of how to draw power from the moon. It was also something that could endanger the lives of all wolves. I had never seen the book. I didn’t even know if it was a real thing to me. It just sounded like something of stroys that our parents told us.

“Alright, I got it,” Andrius responded and hung up the phone. Then, he tried to call Rainbow, but sure enough, the prompt said the number was not in service. What was going on? Andrius was puzzled and left the garage. In New Moon Corporation, Luna was reading a medical book in her office. It was the same book that Andrius had given her in the name of the Wolf King. At times, she frowned. At times, she had a sudden realization and wrote and drew with a pen, very focused.

He shrugged it off but he would like to confirm it all the same. He found Luna in the library after he was done with work. “What are you reading?” He stared at the book cover before sitting next to her. She promptly closed it and showed it to him. It was titled Tales and Myths about the Moon Goddess. “You should know more than that book, right?” “Of course.” She smiled and caressed the book’s spine. It was an interesting read. “I remembered something you said. I thought you might have stated it incorrectly.” “Hmm? What is it?”

Not only that, but it was a blue moon. A shiver went down his spine as he started walking back in the direction of his cabin. He didn't know why but he felt like he was being watched. It was only a few minutes until the feeling was confirmed when a bush rustled a few feet away from him. He lifted his nose in the air and sniffed around. Nothing smelled out of the ordinary and he let himself relax just a little. He closed his eyes and opened up his ears to listen to the world around him. Evander waited a few minutes and that was when he heard it. A cry. It was soft, barely audible, but he heard it. Immediately, his feet ran in the direction of the cries. He ran deeper through the woods until h

Lynx scrambled away, still laughing even as Nathaniel chased him through the underbrush, sparks flying from his fingertips. Lalaine shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "The grown-ups are more childish than the orphans," she whispered to the girls, leading them back toward the nun to show off their braided hair. ---- Meanwhile, the library was a tomb of silence. To Stella, it felt like an orphanage for old, forgotten books. She wandered the aisles until a spine on the highest shelf caught her eye. She climbed the rolling wooden ladder, her fingers trembling as she pulled the volume out. "The Moon Princess" was embossed on the cover. There was no author listed. She flipped it op

everything was in the room. I kept walking but my fingers stopped once it reached a maroon book, it was thin as compared to other books and had no name on the side, something told me to look at it and I did. I removed the book from the bookshelf, it had nothing...no title, no author's name on its cover. I opened the book and the last thing I was expecting happened, the Red moon written in bold letters stared back at me. My eyes widened and I quickly started running my eyes on the page.

Nathan informed. Amor’s eyes landed on the calendar and highlighted the fact that it would be a full moon night on Saturday. “No, you cannot take them.” “Why?” “Because it’s a full moon night,” “And none of my friends are wolves.” Nathan jeered. Amor’s jaw clenched. “I have lots of things going on in my mind, Nathan. I cannot add one more just because you teenagers wanted to enjoy their holidays.” Amor yelled. “Technically, we are adults.”

She couldn’t wait to see the moon because it had been long since she had talked to it. Because she was not the type to tell people her worries, or express her emotions, she did so when she was with the moon. The moon was the greatest friend she had ever met, which she could trust with all her secrets, pains and worries. It was better than trusting people closer to her whom she was sure that the moment they would get to learn all her secrets, they show their true colours and use all the information she had fed them with to humilitae and bring her down.