Moonkiller Novels & Stories

“You don’t change until the first full moon after your 17th birthday. However some of us will start to have some minor changes before. Better hearing, better eyesight, better sense of smell, craving meat more, wanting to be outdoors all the time. Things like that. The first time you turn it is very painful. You have no control over it and it will happen faster if you are directly in the moon light, but it will happen even if it is cloudy. It just takes longer.” Amaris took a moment to absorb all this. Then it dawned on her. “Tonight is the full moon!” Amaris burst out standing up. Anna came over to put her arm around Amaris’ shoulders and sat her down once more. “Now you know why I have been

"How the fuck do you know Dixon's name?" Moon leans in farther, his voice low as he grinds out the next words. "Because I set it up. I'm taking down Kennedy. I'm weeding out the cops who are loyal to Manuel Estephon and keeping the ones who are loyal to me. It's war. I'm taking New Mexico away from Estephon." Moon releases my hair and his hands drop to his sides. I stumble back a step. "You get me, Madison? Do you understand that I've pulled you into my deadly mess? I'm far worse than any devil you've imagined. Don't for one second think I'm anyone but exactly who you were told about in that academy class of yours. The death toll is about to rise and the blood of each life taken will be on m

“Nikoa, thank you for coming on such short notice.” “What?” One corner of his lips curled into a smile. “And miss a battle... on the night of the Blood Moon? Not on your life. Thanks for calling.” “So, isn’t the Blood Moon affecting you?” I glanced over at him as I pulled Conner up the stairs and pushed the doors open. I was surprised that it was no longer affecting me as it had just hours before. He lifted one shoulder. “I claimed a Mate.” My head snapped toward him. “Hailey?”

A way for my pack to show off their female population. My eyes scanned the crowd but neither really saw through the mass of bodies nor heard far due to the music blaring from the speakers. The fairy lights covering the pillars and the railings were eye-catching but what stood at the spotlight was the moon. I might have forgotten it was a full moon night today. How magnificent it felt, to be under the moonlight that seeped through the clouds, falling on us from time to time. A male gestured me over, and despite my nerves, I approached him with a curtsy when I sensed the power coming from him. He smelt of gamma blood, a third in command or the warrior wolf.

Right there, glowing like fire beneath ice, was a golden crescent moon on Neva’s forehead. "Congratulations, Mauve," Luna Valarie said, barely able to contain her joy. "You have been acknowledged." "Acknowledged?" I echoed. "Yes. You are now recognized as the true Descendant of the Moon Goddess. A Moon Wolf with the rarest mark—the one who can directly communicate with the Goddess herself." I blinked. "Oh." "You don’t look very enthusiastic." "Maybe because… I never needed the Moon Goddess in the first place." She stared at me—not with judgment or offense, but like she was trying to understand something buried deep within me.

I told Mateo and closed the mindlink. I looked at the moon and prayed to the moon goddess Selene, the goddess of wolves, to hold and help Lory cope with her emotions, to help her understand that we didn't wish her harm, and that she belonged here. I don't know why such trials were placed on Lory's path, but I know there must be specific reasons for it. Selene doesn't make mistakes; she has her reasons for her actions.

Kael stood before the fire, lifting Selene’s hand into the air. “This is Selene Lunari—our Moonborn. Our Alpha Luna.” The wolves bowed. And the moon blazed brighter than it had in centuries. ---

"The siphon is beaming directly upward. Target location... the dark side of the Moon. Ouroboros has a lunar base, and they are stealing our core energy!" Jack looked up at the sky, his Void arm pulsing with dark, violent anticipation. "Marcus. Katherine," Jack ordered, turning to his Vanguard and his Queen. "We have a pest control problem on the Moon. Let's go cancel their lease."

“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

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.