Moon Mirage Novels & Stories

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.

Gloria and Mya were stunned and looked toward him. Adrian explained, “Based on the principle of refraction, the lake is a refraction of the sun. It’s not real.” Mya said, “But if it’s refraction, there must be a real lake somewhere. It can’t be refracted from an area outside the desert, right? There are also camels at that farmhouse. It’s impossible to project an image of a camel through refraction, right?” Gloria nodded. “Yeah, Adrian. If it’s refraction, the camels shouldn’t look that realistic. Look, they’re even feeding on grass.” She pointed toward the camels.

She remained silent while we kept walking until we reached a river, a magical one, for its water glowed an aquamarine color. “What is this? It's my first time seeing a river like this.” Cielo looked up at the moon and the corner of her lips formed a delicate smile. “I think the Moon Goddess was here to take her bath.” “Really?” “Yes, Luna. Once a month when the moon is in full bloom, the Moon Goddess enjoys a cold bath in a river of her choice, and it turns the water magical and glowing for a short period of time.” “Let me wash your hand for you, and your face too. It's still stained with blood,” she said.

Stripping off my clothes, I left them and my bag under a redwood tree, then I let Rose take over. "Let's run to our heart's content! Then we'll take a bath in the river," I said to her. Under the luminous gaze of the full moon, I felt an irresistible force surging through my being. My heart quickened with anticipation. Closing my eyes, I focused on the power within, embracing the ancient magic that coursed through my veins. It began with a tingling sensation, like a thousand tiny needles tracing patterns across my skin. My bones shifted, and a rush of euphoria washed over me as my human form started to contort.

The forest was veiled in mist, as the moon, lacking its full radiance, cast a dim, yellowish glow resembling a dull halo. Encircling the moon was a foreboding red ring, emitting an eerie light. It was a perilous phase of the lunar cycle, particularly when the mist rolled in, thick and suffocating, shrouding the ground with a dense layer that rose up to a foot high, slithering through the trees as if it possessed life itself. The mist dampened sounds and dulled the senses, providing an advantage to the shadowy figures that lurked, preying on the unsuspecting.

And ahead, larger and brighter than it had any right to be, was the Moon. The "Limbic Server" wasn't just a metaphor. As they approached, they could see the lunar surface was flickering. The craters weren't just dust; they were filled with Data-Lakes of glowing blue light—the stolen identities of seven billion people. "We're here," Meilin whispered, her eyes reflecting the glowing lunar sea. "But someone's waiting for us." At the center of the Sea of Tranquility stood a structure that shouldn't exist: a Mirror of the Thorne Spire, built entirely of obsidian and ice.

The descent into the valley felt like walking into the throat of a dying god. The air here was thin and tasted of copper, and the aurora borealis overhead had stopped dancing; it hung like jagged, frozen shards of obsidian and violet glass. At the center of the valley lay the Mirror Well. It wasn't a well made of stone, but a massive, circular depression in the earth where the ground had turned to liquid mercury. It reflected the black-ringed moon with a clarity that was terrifying—because the reflection wasn't of our world. In the silver liquid, I could see a version of the valley that was dead, frozen, and ruled by a sky of endless stars.

Liam POV I sit in the coldness of the night and stare out onto the lake, watching the ripples cross the water. That's when I see the reflection of the moon in the sky. Our so-called powerful Moon Goddess hangs in the sky looking down on us. She is currently in crescent form and grinning down on us like a malicious Cheshire cat.

The glow brightened. Then suddenly— Another faint light appeared beside it. A softer glow. Pale blue. Luna’s eyes snapped open. “What was that?” Mira smiled. “The Moon of Tides.” Luna stared at the glowing energy in her hand. “I can use other moons too?” “Not all of them,” Mira explained. “But some may answer your call.” Kael and Aeron watched from the hill below. Aeron whispered. “That’s new.” Kael nodded slowly. “And powerful.”