Moonkissed Novels & Stories

She swung her blade. The tree split into two. It was wondrous midnight for Karla Allen. Just recently she discovered that every night she can use the blade of the moon, which is finely crafted and reputedly magical. The leader of the coven, whose name was Mr.Hawking, told her that the sword was made from the minerals found in the moon mountain. And exactly today, we are going to moon mountain to visit Luna.

None, even at their most ambitious, was brazen enough to wish for a tree. "We found a Moon Mango tree and a few other plants of the same affinity. We have also found a tribe of moon fox in the Medicine Mountain and have taken some of their sucklings for grooming. We will put mana bricks on the market in a few months, but it will only be available to those who join our organization. So far, it's just the Devos Province who's joined, therefore, you will be our first and only customer."

Marcus joked along and we all laughed. I looked at Wyatt and Zen and turned back my focus on the three wolves, "The lesser powerful a potion made from a moonflower that is rare to find and only a few know how it looks and what is exactly used from the flower for the potion." I said, making Tanner clap his hands and point a finger at Logan and Marcus, "See I was right!" We all laughed at his enthusiasm. I continued, “The second one grants better results as it is obvious from our week experiment.”

A week at an exclusive resort with real-live wolves shouldn’t be too bad. * * * “Okay, gentlemen. What’s your take on our first month of business? Is Feral Passions going to work, or did I just sink a shitload of money into a stupid idea?” Traker Jakes stared into his mug of draft beer as if it offered up the secrets of the universe. “It’s a great design.” Brad Martin wiped down the polished redwood bar with a damp rag and then threw it into a bin under the sink, but he turned and winked at his buddy.

His kiss was sweeter than heaven and hotter than hell. I didn't want to fall for another tourist. You're not falling, I told myself. You're simply enjoying. I knew he was going to leave and I would be sad. But I would also be far more disappointed if I missed this. His kiss was insistent, intoxicating, and driving me insane. I wanted to melt into him and let him melt into me. I wanted to kiss every inch of his skin. Every inch.

Hailey nodded her head making a sorry face. "You know it, Hailey." Iris blushed just with the mere thought of David. She couldn't hide her pink cheeks anymore "Well well. What? I don't know anything. Except for that one incident. Like in the dark under the moon..... You ....David....." Hailey faked remembering the scene while stroking her fingers on her forehead. "Shut up..... It was just a kiss." Iris threw a pillow on Hailey who somehow managed to dodge it. "Yeah.... today...Kiss......next day sex.......then babies....."

She leaned back on the backrest and sighed at the view of the teardrop-silver colour lake; shaped like a perfectly flat metal disc. No sounds rang out from the shimmering emptiness of space in front of them. Even the huffing wind was too lazy to scatter the a-flame quilt of warm earthy leaves spread out around the tree's base in the small clearing. They sat in silence, drinking in the scenery, calming their senses and enjoying each other's company. "Have you ever heard of the Moonfall pack?" Minnow asked after much consideration. "Hm, yeah, it's a small town up in the mountains. Why do you ask?"

I don't care if you both are destined to be together, you won't have anything to do with her, " the woman said, leaving the room. "I am Finn Nightshade, Alpha of Moonfield Pack. '' my handsome saviour introduced himself, stretching out his hands for a handshake. I was certain that I knew about this Pack, it was rumoured to be the most powerful and peaceful pack. "I am Elara Anderson, " I said. "Of which pack?" I heard Finn ask. "I am from the Shadowfang pack, " I said. "So you have a pack but why do you smell like a rogue? " he asked.

Cock into waiting pussy. He squeezes my breasts. Plays with my nipples. I ride him and all the while, he kisses me. I’m certifiably insane. He’s so bad for me that he’s good. So hot that he’s ice. The burn spreads. He releases my breasts and grabs my hips. He sets a pace that’s frantic and mind-blowing. I let my body lead. The only thoughts in my head are of Moon and what he’s doing to me right now.

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.