Moon Mirage Novels & Stories

A few moments later, the light of the moon slowly crept like a spotlight and the funny thing was that it was in the same direction I was looking towards it. I took a deep breath and held it for a moment. And when the moonlight stopped on the Acacia tree, my soul seemed to leave my body at what I saw. A pair of red eyes stared sharply at me, accompanied by that sickening and terrifying deep snarl that you knew was dangerous. If it wasn't for the dim light of the moon, I wouldn't be able to see his form because of his color which was camouflaged in the darkness. One of my feet pulled back once, and another followed and another until it was a series.

The door swung open. Mirabelle stood on the stairs, gazing at me with curiosity. I struggled to find words to describe her beauty. If Roman resembled the sun god, then Mirabelle was undoubtedly the moon goddess. The gods must have fashioned her bones from ice and her skin from snow. Her eyes were clear and pure, shimmering with a crystalline brilliance, reflecting the twinkle of stars. Her nearly white, long hair flowed like moonlight—soft, ethereal, and enchanting.

He asked me but I said nothing, my whole mind revolving around Kieran. The moon, as though recognizing me flashed down on me from the sky with such a huge and powerful energy, causing it to sip into my whole system. I jerked up in shock and obedience to it and stared directly at it. At this point, I could tell it was midnight already, and the moon goddess was taking its full force. I had some sense of excitement at that point but at the same time, I had fear. I didn't think my wolf could match up to the Alpha wolf of Richard.

But it troubled him—troubled him to know something bad might be happening with Sheera. "The prophecy, Alpha," Mortha replied with a worried expression. "I have yet to gather more information on it, but I can feel it drawing close. Also, we'll be having the Eclipse moon in a short time from now." The Eclipse moon was a rare time when the sun usually met with the moon, causing darkness during the day or daylight during the night. It was very rare and only happened once in centuries. And indeed, it was close. "What bothers you about the Eclipse moon?" Keegan asked.

The thick fog was entangled together like a giant python that could swallow the sun and the moon, turning and twisting in mid-air, which was extremely terrifying. Caspian stood still, the Moon in Mirror Sword in his hand. The light and scorching heat gushing out from the Moon in Mirror Sword disappeared when the giant face vanished, and it turned into the original broken sword appearance. Caspian raised his head, quietly looking up at the sky. The dome originally covered with boulders was cracked with a huge gap, and the long-lost sunlight seeped in, forming a long light curtain. After drawing out the sword just now, Caspian felt a little tired.

Her back screamed possession. Did she not pick up Moon’s scent? Why was she like that? She was something different. Moon approached her slowly. He stood next to her, over the Blue Lake. The moonlight illuminated water. Moon’s eyes found Miracle’s face. Her blue eyes, her sharp features. He then looked at the reflection. “Moon and Miracle,” He said. I smiled. He was happy. Miracle snorted. She turned to look at Moon. Horrified! Was she scared?

And yet, it was so bright out there. "Do you like it?" Melinda asked. "It's my favorite time to come to the sand dunes. When I realized it would be a full moon tonight, I knew I had to bring you back here." "How is it so bright out with the sun gone?" Daniel asked, amazed at how far he could see. "Just like the sun reflects off the white sand, making it seem hotter outside than it really is, the light from the moon reflects off the sand as well." Clouds passed in front of the moon, and Melinda and Daniel were momentarily thrust into darkness. But as soon as the clouds moved on, the light returned.

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

Before he could speak, she was already back inside and drove forward again, returning the favor of what he did to her in the exact same way, dragging him up and down the mountain. She never stopped the car, and he never asked her to stop. It was only until the sun set and the moon loomed that she finally stopped the car but never alighted. As for Mark, he was deathly pale, was completely exhausted, and collapsed, his wrist bleeding as the rope was cutting into his skin, dyeing it red. His legs were trembling, while his bones felt like they would fall apart. Eventually, Fiona got out and detached the other end of the rope while picking up a bottle of cold water, throwing both at his face.

The night sky no longer radiated serenity. Where the moon once shone with divine purity, now hovered an eerie, blood-soaked sphere—the Lunar Eclipse. It bathed the Silver Moon Pack lands in rust-red light, turning familiar forests into haunted shadows and casting jagged silhouettes over the ground like the scars of forgotten gods. Iris stood at the edge of the sacred cliff where ceremonies had once united the pack. The clearing below, normally used for rituals and celebrations, now glowed faintly—alive with magic awakened by the eclipse. The silence around her was unnatural, as if the world was holding its breath.