Moonless Nights Novels & Stories

♪♪ Lily - Alan Walker, K-391, Emelie Hollow ✿✿✿ Los Angeles, USA, 2019 NIGHTS are so peaceful but mysterious. People take the opportunity of killing, kidnapping, smuggling and doing so many illegal things at night because it's not tumultuous at all. Also people throw most of the parties and peaceful events at night. Every night holds a mystery because of its darkness and opaqueness. I love nights for its mysterious but so clam ambience. No tumultus, no noise, no yelling, no beating and no fear. It's just so tranquil.

They questioned whether it was merely a fleeting moment of collaboration or As I stood within the heart of the Moonlight Pack's territory, I couldn't help but be captivated by the mesmerizing sight above me. The moon, a celestial beauty, shone brightly in the night sky, its ethereal light cascading down upon the land below. The moon's gentle radiance enveloped the landscape, transforming it into a mystical realm bathed in a soft, silvery glow. Throughout history, the moon has held a profound significance for humanity, serving as a timeless symbol that transcends the ever-changing nature of our world. Its presence in the night sky has captivated our collective imagination and played a vital r

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

The waxing crescent moon hangs heavy in the night sky, its silvery light cascading a shy light over Clovis City like a spectral shroud. Beneath its pale glow, the city is a hive of shadowed intrigue and simmering tension. The night sky hangs in stillness, draped in a velvet blackness that swallows the horizon whole. The new moon hides in plain sight, its presence felt more in absence, an ineffable darkness casting an ethereal hush over the world. It’s a night for shadows to skulk across the city, for the stars to form a mellifluous choir, quietly harmonizing above the strewn whispers of leaves below. The air smells of fresh smell of rain that recently subsided, that damp scent of rain-soaked

The Moonless Night. “And why is that so? Are you sure this time?” Steven took a long breath and asked politely. “As I said earlier, the curses and blessings are nothing but a part of the Moon Goddess’s powers. Her powers are highest on the full moon night, while lowest during the moonless night. So…” Emma was interrupted by Steven. “So, on a full moon night, the blessing would be at its highest while on a moonless night, it would be at its weakest. Making it easier for others to attack and conquer the blessed wolf’s heart.” Steven completed it unconsciously.

"Yes. I was Alpha Felix Moons Beta before your father killed them, and we surrendered to his pack and loyalty." "Felix Moon was an Alpha!?" "Yes. Alpha Felix Moon was one of the best Alpha's there was. His mate, Luna Sasha Moon, was from your father's pack. They had a daughter. Not sure what ever happened to her. There have been a lot of stories and rumors about her whereabouts." "Why did my father kill them? Is that why we have such a large pack?"

The clearing lay silent, save for the whisper of the wind through the ancient pines and the soft murmur of a distant stream. The moon, swollen and blood-red, hung low in the sky; its eerie light illuminating every dewdrop, every blade of grass, and every scar on Selene’s skin. For a moment, the world was reduced to this fragile, luminous peace; a stark contrast to the chaos that had roared just hours before.

He turns on his heel and disappears into the trees, Cassandra following him with a last disparaging look over her shoulder. No good deed goes unpunished, I guess. “Are you all right?” I ask, biting the inside of my lip. I know it’s a ridiculous question, but I’ve been holding back from asking it all evening, and by now I can’t resist any longer. Atlas heaves a sigh, leaning back and craning his neck to look up at the night sky. Overhead, the moon is full, lighting the whole world up with an eerie glow. We’ve made camp in a clearing about half a mile away from the rest of the Blood Moon Pack; it’s as close as we can comfortably get without bringing on more of their wrath. I wasn’t exactly exp

Under the radiant glow of the full moon, Silver Moon Pack members gathered in the heart of their territory, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the Moon Goddess. Alpha Jake, Luna Mara, and the rest of the werewolves stood in a circle, their eyes fixed on the heavens. As the minutes passed, a palpable sense of reverence filled the air.

We all notice everything right now. No one says anything. There’s nothing left to say. I step past them quietly and push the door open. The night air hits me instantly. Cooling and grounding. I inhale deeply, letting it fill my lungs, steadying myself. The sky stretches wide above the clearing, dark and endless, the stars scattered across it like distant fire. And the moon, gone. Not a trace of it. Just emptiness, a hollow space where it should be. The new moon. Tomorrow or rather....