Moondrop X Sunrise Novels & Stories

Again wearing armor. “Oh, it’s you! You scared me to death!” Danyel let out a big sigh. “Thank god it wasn’t another Lisdonian killer!” Gianna uttered. She felt so relieved. She was looking for a place to stop for a while because she was tired of running away from the enemies. Ever seen the Sun and the Moon appear in the sky at the same time? If Danyel looked up at the sky that moment, he could definitely see that. Yasvie was still hiding behind Danyel. She was much shorter than Danyel, so Gianna did not notice her at first. When Yasvie felt that whoever came was not an enemy, she showed up.

He looked pissed and disgusted that she would even say that. “We are not Mates. I would never be mates with an ugly, worthless excuse for a wolf. I don’t know who would even consider accepting a loser like you. I, Oscar Barlowe, soon to be alpha of the Dark Moon pack, Reject you, Lilith Brookes, as my Luna and my mate.” Everyone around her started laughing as he walked past Lilith and into Brittany's arms. The entire team quickly tried to make his way to his best friend, who looked to be on the verge of tears, but he wasn't fast enough as Lilith promptly made her way out of the school building.

Bonnie replied. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said. "My name is Madoc. I'm sometimes called Madoc 'the Mouth.' Perhaps you've heard of me?" Red nearly dropped the cocktail shaker but caught it just in time. He looked nervous. "Yeah, I know who you are," Bonnie said. "Well, then you're aware of the organization I work for," Madoc said. "The Sunrise Corporation." Red poured Madoc's margarita, and I put a little paper umbrella in it. Madoc grabbed his drink and took out the umbrella, using the pointy end to pick his teeth.

I couldn’t let you go. He took my hand, bringing it to his lips. You saved me. I looked past him at the ruin, the silence, the death. Noo, I whispered. We saved each other. The sky above began to shift, the blood moon faded at last, giving way to soft silver light. Around us, warriors, both friend and foe, began to rise. No more fighting, no more screams. Just quiet awe. The true Alpha and his Luna had risen. Together. Bound by love, vengeance, fire, and fate.

The suspended droplets vibrated, a hard, bright halo around them. Mirra turned, hunger and reverence burning green in her gaze, and she found Ronan’s mouth as he rose to taste her. Their lips met above Selene’s shuddering body, the tang of moon and tide and sweat mingling. Ronan’s hand slid along Mirra’s flank, pulling her down until her body pressed flush against Selene’s; Mirra’s thigh slipped between Selene’s, slick with dew and heat, her weight a grounding force. The moss yielded, lush and living, beneath the tangle of their limbs.

It was a future filled with promise, and they knew that they would do everything in their power to make it a reality. And so, they stood there, gazing at the moon, their spirits soaring as high as the stars. They were the true moon pack, and they would be forever. The new beginning. The night had passed, and a new day dawned. The sun rose over the horizon, its light illuminating the world. And with the dawn, came a new beginning. Alpha Wade stood on the shore, watching the sun rise, feeling the warmth of its rays on his fur. And as he watched, he felt a renewed sense of purpose and strength.

The day of the river expedition dawned bright and clear, with the sun shining high in the sky and a gentle breeze rustling the leaves. Leo woke early, filled with excitement for the adventure ahead. After a quick breakfast, he gathered his supplies, ensuring he had everything they needed for a day of exploration, creativity, and fun. As he arrived at the clearing, he was greeted by the sight of his friends from both the Bloodmoon and Silverpine Packs, buzzing with enthusiasm. Colorful picnic baskets and gear were piled high, and laughter echoed through the air as they prepared for the journey.

He gulps the last of his water, crushes the empty bottle in his hand until it scrunches into a ball, then hurls the fisted plastic into the farthest depth of the forests beyond us at inhuman speed. The baritone in his voice drops a notch below. “We’ll end him.” I'm about to ask what the plan will be in detail, when my mind drifts to the date of the next full moon. Only a few days away now, the date coincides with… the night of the School's Winter Formal. Shane balls both his hands into fists, inhaling, then stares up at the reddening sky. “Dreadborn will fall on the next full moon. I'll make damn certain of it.”

The once-fading reality began to bloom anew, its essence harmonizing with the song of the Nexus Tree. As the realm pulsated with fresh vitality, the guardians and Echo-Selene rejoiced in their collective accomplishment. But amid the celebration, a distant, ominous hum grew steadily louder. The guardians glanced at each other, their joy replaced with uncertainty. Ezra, his senses sharp, looked up, exclaiming, "The sky! Look!" Above them, a vortex of swirling colors and energy formed, pulsing in tandem with the revitalized realm's heartbeat. Within its depths, silhouettes of countless other realities flashed, each vying for a place, drawn by the new energy they had unleashed.

A month later, Wolvent and I held our mating ceremony. It was huge—packs from everywhere showed up. Alphas came to curry favor, drawn by Suncrest's power and the strength of the Moonshade bond. Wolvent held my hand, proudly introducing me. I was now the Suncrest heir—and the Luna of Moonshade. Together, we'd united the two most dominant packs out there. A force no one could ignore. Eyes followed me everywhere—some full of awe, others dripping with envy. "Celina!" The shout cut through the party.