Moon Riddle Novels & Stories

the boy asked. "Well, I will answer that one by one... Let's see," Jai paused to suck in a quick breath. "The moon is one because I was the one playing the moon. The moons' color are grey, aren't they? And the only one with light closer to grey, is mine. So we couldn't make the moon two because only I can do it." The kids "Oohh"-s. "Now for the second question..." Jai started to think. This is one of the tricky one he didn't expect. Luckily, Teacher Grenner had explained to them about it in elemental reaction class.

said Reymond in awe. "What should we do next?" said Tanner. "Hmm ... let's go around first," said Eruza thoughtfully, to which everyone agreed. "Nelson what do you see?" Leonard asked, the burly man really liked Nelson, who was considered the youngest of them. However, Nelson did not answer at all, because Leonard was curious to follow Nelson's eyes, as well as the others so that they all froze too. Two months during the day, one crescent and one full moon. The crescent moon is blue while the full moon is red. It's not natural at all.

Right there. That was where the bond had formed. For one blinding moment, when Olivia's wolf had awakened and the Moon Goddess had tied our souls together, I had felt it. A pull so strong it had nearly brought me to my knees. A connection that went deeper than blood, deeper than duty, deeper than anything I had ever known. And then I had severed it. I had looked into her eyes and said the words that would destroy her. "The Moon Goddess must have made a mistake." I squeezed my eyes shut.

She looks up, and it's true. It has been rusting ever since last spring if you believe the papers, but who would still believe them nowadays? They have been lying for a year now. Except, when it comes to the moon. With its brown spots, it looks marbled. As if someone had taken it off the sky by the start of the year in order to petrify it. Like what they’ve done with life.

Kael replied. “Helpful explanation.” He gave her a small smile. “They tell the story of the Twenty Moons.” Luna ran her fingers across one of the glowing carvings. The moment she touched it, a powerful wave of energy rushed through her. Her vision exploded with light. Suddenly she wasn’t standing in the stone circle anymore. She was somewhere else. A massive sky stretched above her. Twenty enormous moons filled the darkness, glowing in different colors—silver, blue, violet, gold.

"What something?" "I don't know yet." "You had an expression…" "I was surprised." "You were more than surprised." He held her gaze steadily. "The column of light," he said. "The direction it went." He paused. "In the old stories, the ones the elders tell about the Moon-touched, there's a specific manifestation. Something that only the most powerful Moon-touched could do." He stopped. "What manifestation?" He looked at her hands. Then at the sky where the light had gone.

Dorian froze mid-motion, wiping grease from his hands. “Mira?” he repeated softly. “She died three Winter Solstices ago.” “You’re lying.” Rowan’s face twisted, disbelief flickering into anger. “I can smell her scent in that room.” “I’m not lying.” Dorian pointed toward the alley beyond the tavern. “three Winter Solstices ago, the family from that malpractice case cornered her there—under the blood moon. They used silver-forged blades, cut deep until her wolf couldn’t heal.

"Blood Moon?" Tara nearly drops the plate onto the table. "Blood Moon what?" Aiden pinches the bridge of his nose. Alpha Marcus sighs quietly. "Well." "That information was going to spread eventually." Ryan stares at me slowly. "...You're kidding." I gesture vaguely. "Surprise." Hunter whistles under his breath. "That explains the mating ball." Lizzie tilts her head. "The room shaking?" Ryan looks back at me. "That was you?" I shrug. "Apparently."

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

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.