Moondrop And Sundrop Novels & Stories

"Now." "Prince Levante," Supreme Beta spoke quickly again, "His Majesty asked for three herbs. I already sent people for Moontears and Whisper Moss. But we can't get Sun-drop Lily within three hours!" "Sun-drop Lily?" "Yes. For Miss Serenity. Since you are in the south, maybe you can get it." My eyes narrowed instantly. "Send me the location." "Okay. Please be careful. They only grow in caves or places where no sunlight reaches. You will recognize them as soon as you see them. Their shape is almost like droplets of tears. Luminous and growing in batches. And—"

I don't have time for a mate. "Welcome everyone to our Red Moon Festival. Please make yourselves comfortable. The run will start in approximately 10 minutes! We will meet back here after the run and announce any mated couples should you be so lucky to find the other half of your soul bestowed upon you by the Moon Goddess herself! Let's have a fun run everyone!" I finish speaking loudly to the giant crowd as I meet the other Alpha's and Luna at the bottom of the stairs.

"Well, I guess that was kind of my fault too. We went to one of my clubs and I trusted her with one of Zane's mates, who ended up giving her a shit ton of MoonDrops." "What are MoonDrops?" "A drink made from moonlight. It was most commonly used by wolves to make unwilling mates... willing. It's waters that have been bathed in moonlight for centuries upon centuries. It doesn't do anything to humans, except give them diarrhea from drinking dirty cave water. To shifters, however, it makes them completely primal when it comes to sexual desires. Like, more so than you'd think. If you saw it in action, you would understand why it's banned."

She just wanted to protect me. During our time in Emeralds Shores, the shadows brought us whispers from all across the country. We had learned so many stories, but the one that stuck out the most to us was of a blessed werewolf who had been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. The blessed wolf was in a pack southwest of us, in Louisiana. In a pack called Sundrop was a beautiful girl who could produce light. The irony was not lost on me, she had been blessed with a gift from the Moon Goddess, and she was in a pack named after the Sun. Aisling was fascinated by the idea of such a connection with the Moon Goddess.

You have to be very careful about the amount of energy that you are now carrying for the blood moon ceremony! Moon looked around the circle. ‘We'll all go, use our collective magic and then we'll see what we can do with it. We bring the powerful protection seeds and the potions of oak bark.’ Rodolf put on his backpack with his notebooks in it, Anke and Jente put the seeds in a lace bag with a protective rune on it. Liza was putting together a small box with Moon, for the two small bottles with the powerful oak bark drops. They where so busy that no one payed attention to Maddie.

Outside, the moon sank lower, heavy with its own secrets. Inside, two marks beat in time—no longer enemies, not yet allies—waiting for the night they would decide which they were meant to be.

But more come…it is useless. Armond yells, “Useless servant.” He looks at his minions. “Your snack is served.” They descend on him like vultures. He smirks. “Now, chain her properly.” His minions chained me to the floor, where I could barely move. Armond stood in the center of the stage. He raised his arms. “The blood moon rises tonight, and with her blood we will reign supreme.” He lifts an ornate goblet. The hall erupts in cheers. My anger boils over.

Elena POV The chains around my wrists rattled with every jolt of the carriage. Iron cuffs bit into my skin, leaving bruises that would probably never fade. They weren’t silver, but I was still trapped. Shackled. The wooden floor shook beneath me as the horses dragged us closer to Crescent Blood Kingdom, the home of the quadruplet alphas. The kings. My throat tightened. Everyone whispered about them in fear, as if even saying their names might summon them. Four brothers born under the Blood Moon. Four alphas sharing one throne. Together, they ruled the largest werewolf empire in existence.

“Are you really Knox’s mate, or are you just playing some kind of game?” Lydia blinked, stunned by the bluntness of the question. “Excuse me?” Ella tilted her head. “You heard her. It’s just a little hard to believe that Knox would have a mate. Especially someone like you.” “Well, do you expect him to be mateless? I can’t blame you, and if you think I’m some kind of ride-along, then I guess you’re wrong. We are a mate-blessed bond from the Moon Goddess. I’m sorry—there’s nothing you can do.” Lydia threw in the remark, which earned a scowl. She knew she’d hit the spot, but they were at a party, so obviously, they could do nothing.

As she stepped onto the festival grounds, her breath caught. All around her, the clearing was alive with vibrant colors and decorations. Strands of lights draped between trees, their warm golden glow illuminating the space like starlight caught in branches. The air was thick with the spicy-sweet scents of cinnamon, nutmeg, and fresh pine resin, and soft drumming pulsed in the distance, the beat low and primal, echoing through her chest like a heartbeat. Every sound, every movement seemed to fall into rhythm with the beat, as if the Blood-Moon itself was alive and calling to them.