Moondrop And Sundrop Novels & Stories

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.

He gulped, feeling goosebumps on his skin, blood moon, blue moon, he could hear the laughter of his enemies echoing in his eyes. "Now I know why we couldn't find her soul" Erroll shook, staring at the moon with admiration. "A witch kept it safe" King Caesar's eyes darkened. "It has to be one of the originals" Erroll shrugged. "Two escaped after all" he turned to the King, he could feel the anger raging from him as he glared at the moon like it had everything against him "I believe you know what this means?" "Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

One with the blessing of the moon and the other with the blessing of the sun. Legend says that when the son of the Sun and the daughter of the Moon met at the end of the world, the world will once again be reborn.

**The Silent Treatment** Elder Thorne stood beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight, his heart swelling with both reverence and awe as he faced the moon goddess, a divine figure of unmatched beauty and power. Her silvery robes flowed around her like a celestial waterfall, shimmering gently as the soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The moon's radiant light poured forth, illuminating the sacred glade where he had ventured, his spirit filled with hope and purpose, seeking the moon goddess's wisdom to guide Caden, the young alpha, in his quest for a suitable luna.

Water descended from the sky in minuscule drops that mirrored the light of the waning moon. Each tiny drop was a microcosm of the universe of alternating light and shadow, of shifting energies and swirling galaxies, gleaming like diamonds at one instant and then absorbing light and color in a moment.

Terrifying. We reached a small clearing, and I froze, my breath catching. There, nestled among the roots of an ancient oak, was a patch of Moonshade flowers—rare, delicate blooms that only unfurled under the light of a full moon. Their petals shimmered like liquid silver, glowing faintly in the dark, and I stepped closer, mesmerized. “Gods,” I whispered, crouching down. “I’ve never seen them in person.” Lucien paused beside me, his presence warm and solid. “They’re special,” he said softly. “Their scent changes with the moon’s phases—jasmine tonight, but by the waning gibbous, it’ll be something sharper, like clove.”

When he didn’t continue, she frowned. “Are you going to explain that or am I supposed to figure it out myself?” Kael rubbed the back of his neck. For some reason discussing Hollowfangs was easier than this conversation. “Mates are…” He paused. Nova smirked. “Wow. This is actually making you uncomfortable.” “It isn’t.” “It is.” “It isn’t.” “It really is.” Kael shot her a look. Unfortunately, she was smiling now. The traitor. Finally, he sighed. “Mates are two people connected by the Moon.”

Becca’s tea would have been good to taste tonight. Alpha Fauz's POV It was morning, I barely slept through the night. “I am not thinking about her today. I'm sure she would do well in her chambers,” I hummed to myself and also sounded a warning note to Finn. The Moon festival was around the corner. It was an annual festival where we celebrated eachother and worshipped our ancestors under the auspice of the full moon. More than this, the event serves as a front for political powers. New alliances are formed, boundaries are burnt, and mates are met. I had thought I would find myself a mate during this year's festival, but as it turned out, fate had it's plan.

The sun hung high in the sky, casting a soft, golden hue over the sprawling grounds of New Moon Academy. The castle-like estate loomed majestically, its turrets piercing the clouds, while ivy clung to the stone walls like a protective embrace. Charlie Hale stood at the entrance, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Today marked a new beginning, a chance to leave behind the shadows of her past.

I just wish my mom and dad were there for me as well, it’s hard to think about the night of my first shift without them there. I start laying out the materials I need for the grief baskets in the dining room. I sort through all the typical stuff we put in them, and then get started on writing the personal cards I will put in each basket. I am finishing up my last card when I hear the back door open. I know it’s Tristan by his scent. I feel embarrassed and ashamed with how I treated him earlier. He’s my big brother and I love him so much. I know what I said hurt him. I hear him walk up behind me and lean against the doorway. “Hey Little Moon.” He says softly. My parents and a lot of th