Moonflower Comic Novels & Stories

As most of her werewolf companions saw her as. "Shadow hunters!" She began. She was speaking to the werewolves she had trained whose jobs were to track down the enemies. "We all witnessed what happened with the moon today. We all saw that the full moon did not stand even though it was meant to. We all heard the Oracle say that it would rise in a few days to come" " But hunters, we heard too how the guardian of the pack had said he saw Vampires in the forest"

Then, the moon did the rest. My sister Selene went first. She didn’t even flinch as the markings lit up. Silver light cracked along her skin, spiraling from her throat to her fingertips. Her eyes flashed gold. Then bones broke. Her clothing tore and then, Selene was gone. In her place stood a towering black wolf with silver stripes down her spine, snarling into the night and the entire crowd howled in approval. Now, it was my turn. The air grew colder. My pulse hammered. As the elder’s blade touched my skin, I expected pain.

My gaze snapped to one small cage tucked in the corner. Something moved inside it. A glowing creature, no bigger than a housecat. White fur that shimmered softly in the darkness. Long rabbit ears. Cat-like eyes, deep and violet. Soft paws. It watched me. Unblinking. Calm. Not afraid. I didn’t know why I did it. I opened the cage. It didn’t flee. It hopped once, then leapt into my arms like it had been waiting for me. “Alright,” I muttered, hugging it close, “you’re with me now. At least now I have a piece of Moon Shadow with me as I’m leaving soon.”

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

He questioned, seeing the nervousness in my eyes and my mouth almost tasting metallic. "Yes, I think I am." I let it out without fear, I'm the Moonglow, reincarnation of the moon goddess at least that was the mantra I chanted to myself as assurance now and then. The car eased into the driveway and there were many more wolves than the last time beta wolves, omega wolves and Gamma wolves. Just as my eyes were doing the physical calculation. One of the betas walked towards us. His face was scarred and his build was visible from the jersey shirt he worked on. His platinum blond hair was nearly brushed in Jerry curls.

The flower radiated a power that seemed to pulse with life, its light casting a mesmerizing aura over the entire glade. As they approached the Moonflower, a mischievous sprite named Lirael materialized before them. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and her wings fluttered playfully as she hovered in the air. "Welcome, travelers," she said, her voice like the tinkling of bells. "I am Lirael, the guardian of the Moonflower. You seek its power, do you not?" Xienma nodded, her voice steady. "Yes, we do. We need its magic to confront a great evil."

In the end I left and went back to my bed. Cuddled under my blankets I pulled the unopened envelope out of my bedside table. I looked at it for what seemed like hours but was probably more like a few minutes. I finally decided to read it and turned it over to find the royal seal however it was different from the last letter I received from Shane. This one’s wax had a small red flower pressed into it that looked like the ones in the garden it made me smile. Tearing open the wax making sure to keep the flower. I read the letter over several times before I closed my eyes trying to control my breathing.

She placed the box on my table and left. I approached it slowly, my curiosity getting the best of me. I lifted the lid. Moonflowers. At least two dozen of them. The rare silver ones I'd been collecting at the border. Fresh and perfect, their petals glowing softly with magic. My breath caught. There was no note. No explanation. But somehow, impossibly, I knew. They were from the wolf. The black wolf with silver eyes. But how? Why would a werewolf send me flowers? How did it even know where I lived or who I was?