Moon Tower Inn Novels & Stories

That afternoon, Summer found herself in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Xomus Tower. The space was modern and luxurious, with floor-to-ceiling glass walls that offered a breathtaking view of the cityscape from 990 feet above. Xomus Tower, a collaborative project between the Quigley and Camberwell families, was known not just for its impressive height but also for the unique feature on its top floor. The floor rotated slowly—a result of the mechanical separation between the rooftop and the building structure—allowing diners to enjoy a panoramic view of the city as they dined.

I could’ve opened up the office and made her wait in reception with me until they arrived. I pull my car keys from my pocket the moment my car is in sight and switch off the central locking. Moona tugs at my arm and I turn to realise she’s staring up at my apartment block. It’s nothing fancy, just a regular brick building. Mine is the top floor, and Jenny Tower, who works with me, has the ground. I really fucking hope she’s not at her kitchen window. She’s not. Thank God for small mercies. “Neat place,” Moona says, and I’d think she was being sarcastic if I didn’t know her tone better.

Always bustling and busy with visitors. But they guarded their city like warriors with a grudge. It wasn’t long before the land started to change and we made it to the Glass black tower. Curt’s voice came through the comm. “Hold formation. Eyes up.” We drove another ten minutes before we saw it. The tower was 59 floors high and full of their highest level panthers and probably a good quarter of the sentinels. Most of the panthers joined the Rinks. They always signed up. It was like a silent right. Unlike wolves who went in small numbers. They went in the hundreds.

She grabbed his arm and joined Mom and Dad as they boarded the helicopter to enjoy an aerial view of the snowy mountains. That flight, costing tens of thousands of dollars for a single experience, was more than I could earn in a year. However, Laura could enjoy it without the slightest guilt. After the trip, they treated themselves to a luxurious dinner. I floated behind them in silence as they checked in at Moonshadow Hotel, the most extravagant hotel in the werewolf pack. Laura slipped into a revealing nightgown and climbed into bed next to David, reaching for his robe. However, he gently pushed her hand away.

I tell the server, retrieving my Black Diamond Dominion Card. The server bows so low his snout almost touches the stone floor, swiftly guiding our pack up to the highest residential tier of the Eclipse Moon Lodge. The suite is magnificent—outfitted with heavy redwood furniture, thick fur rugs, and a massive stone bathing pool fed by natural mountain springs. "By the Moon Mother!" Nyra squeals, throwing her body onto the massive fur couch. "This den is large enough to host an entire warrior squad! Look at the size of that stone tub, we can all shift into our wolf forms and still have room to swim!"

Both of them looked at me. I sat down on the edge of the enormous bed and pulled out my own phone. "Three places. Moonstone Baths first, it is a natural hot-spring complex built inside a mountain cave. Private pools, mineral water, steam rooms, candlelit stone chambers. Completely secluded." I swiped. "Eclipse Falls next. A waterfall hidden beyond Silver Mist Forest with a natural pool at its base. We hike in, spend time away from everything." Another swipe. "And Skyfire Terrace to close it out.

He stepped past the curtain into the light. "Safe," he said, his voice flat, mechanical. "They've been transferred to Moonvale Tower." Moonvale Tower. My heart sank, then tightened. A luxury resort near the northern border hailed as a slice of heaven, doubling as a high-end retirement facility with world-class care. But only fools would believe that. He hadn't said Luna Heights. Of course not. He probably knew that I already discovered Luna Heights had been demolished and that land now lay within Vincent's territory. A clever man avoids the words that might expose his lie.

"Let them settle into the gorge. Let them think they’ve already won." We waited ten agonizing minutes as the first rays of gray winter light broke over the peaks of the northern mountains. Cassian raised a massive iron standard, signaling the start of the advance. The Blood Moon vanguard let out a deafening, unified roar that shook the frost from the canyon walls, beginning their march toward the inner Ashmoor territory. "Now," I breathed. I stepped off the outcropping, dropping twenty feet onto the valley floor with Lucian right beside me. We didn't land quietly. The moment my boots hit the frozen dirt, a concussive wave of crystalline silver light burst outward in a thirty-foot radius.

I woke naked at the top of Moonlight Mountain, sprawled near the cliff’s edge. I didn’t remember climbing here, but the view stole my breath away. From this height, I could see everything, our pack’s vast territory stretching out below, Alpha’s mansion sleek and gleaming in the distance. My gaze shifted further, to the university. MMU, Moonlight Mountains University. I could just make out students rushing to take their classes for finals. A thrill rushed through me. Soon, I’d be one of them.

Before Midnight V Third Person’s POV In the east tower of the Moon view temple, Lore Light leaned against the balcony railings while looking down at the vast expense of red land that surrounds the Blue Moon arena, and the mountain of the temple. The Moon view temple has existed for tens of thousands of years, but they only regressed after the fall of the countless temples that were flourishing around the land of Selestine when the belied of the werewolf race to the moon goddess is that strongest.