Moondrop Hot Novels & Stories

His hot breath washed over me, making my skin prickle with fear, and I felt his gaze like a physical touch, making me shudder. The chains creaked and groaned, straining against the beast's fury. I knew it was only a matter of time before Romain broke free, and I was consumed by the horror that loomed before me. The Moon Goddess seemed to have abandoned me, leaving me to face this terror alone.

"Ronan! Target the center boulder on the upper shelf! Spears on my mark!" "Brace!" Ronan yelled, six of his strongest Moonridge warriors stepping forward, their heavy, silver-tipped spears balanced over their shoulders. "Launch!" The weapons flew through the howling wind, striking the frost-cracked stone with a deafening crack. The ancient boulder splintered, the structural integrity of the upper ledge vanishing in a single heartbeat. A massive wave of snow, ice, and heavy stone came cascading down, burying the first line of Blood Moon archers before they could release their strings.

“We split into three enclaves after the Burning. Only Vireya remains intact. The rest… were hunted. Like you. Like your mother.” Selene’s stomach twisted. “My mother died hiding what she was.” “And you will live by embracing it.” --- That evening, Vireya held a moon-feast. Food unlike anything Selene had tasted—honey-roasted root fruit, wild lunar berries, meats cured over magic flame—was laid on crystal tables. Music drifted from instruments that played with sound and silence alike. Dancers moved like wind through light, their shadows painting stories on the temple walls. But Selene couldn’t relax.

I'm trying to catch my breath, catch the stars, and most definitely catch the moon. It takes several minutes for my orgasm to gentle into luscious waves. Moon stands above me, his eyes hooded as he unbuckles his belt. He unbuttons his pants and then pushes them down enough to pull his cock out. His other hand searches his pant pocket. He finds the condom package and lifts it out as he strokes himself with his other hand. His hot and steamy eyes don't leave me as he rips the package with his teeth and rolls the condom over the head of his cock and downward. The world settles into him and me and this moment. He roughly pulls my hips forward on the table so his cock hits the sensitive flesh of

Meanwhile… It was nighttime in Moonclaw’s east side, and the air was filled with the smell of meat and alcohol from the nearby taverns. The warehouse district was a section of crumbling buildings and dark alleys, a place where deals were made under the cover of darkness, far from the patrol’s usual routes. Dren stood in a dark alley behind a falling-apart warehouse, his tiny body hidden in a black tattered hood, smoking a cigarette nonchalantly as he handed a small pouch of shining white powder, moon snow, an illegal drug made from rare lunar herbs, to a group of underage Moonclaw kids. Their eyes were wide and nervous, their hands shaking as they passed him a handful of cash.

“And that he’s waiting for something.” “For what?” Rowan doesn’t answer immediately. I feel a subtle shift inside my chest. Tension. The bond is tightening like it’s reacting to something neither of us has said out loud. “The blood moon,” he says finally. There it is. I nod once. “We knew that.” “Yes,” he says. “But he knows it too.” “He always did.” “Yes,” Rowan agrees. “But now he knows where you are. What you are. And what you’re becoming.”

Andrew spoke with ease and confidence. "To be honest with you all, the Vitality Pill and Titan Essence Pill are hot commodities around Jayrodale. "From what I know, both miracle supplements came from a medical institute called Moonlit Apothecary. Ever since they hit the market, they've exploded in popularity, and it's no surprise a lot of people have been trying to get their hands on them. "Hidden Dragons was the first to make a move, and as for the capital, those shameless Wrights were the quickest to act—but from the looks of it, they walked away empty-handed."

“Do you have them?” “Of course.” From an inside pocket of his deep purple tunic—his only concession to Sundrop’s style—Baz produces a small, carved wooden box. I take it and open it immediately. Just in case. There, nestled into the velvet cushion, sit two rings of carved moonstone. It’s the one Dun’s Crossing tradition I wanted to bring with me, and an echo of the tattoos Estrella and I already have. The carvings catch the light—on each, one half of a heart shines.

Celeste tells me as she pushes the tray into the small opening. The smell of the food hits me and my mouth instantly begins to water. “Thank you.” I said kindly to her as I moved to retrieve the tray. Looking at the burger, I thought it looked familiar but once I bit into it, I knew right away where it had come from and knew right then that I wasn’t far from Red Moon. The problem is that I had no way of getting a word to my mates. “Do you like it? It was Damon’s and my favorite.” Celeste tells me and I look at her confused. Had Damon spent time with Celeste while the Moon Witch had him under her control?

She said seemed like hallucinating by the beauty of the millions of lights that seemed like a rains drops that made her chill in happiness. She stared in the dark sky and she found out that there were no stars that twinkled in the sky, there were no other than heavenly bodies that could be seen on that place. She wandered why there no other things that place in the sky rather than darkness. She expected that she could found the same things that she saw inside the kingdom of Monandria every time the night comes but every expectation she made become nonsense because of the reality that she saw that time. "Why there no star? Where is the moon?" She said with grief but when she draw a frown on