Moonlight Author Novels & Stories

But the darkness which is supposed to be my safe haven is haunted with wolves, the wolves with my blood covering the muzzles, their breath, which had not long ago been hot against my skin creasing it, teeth ripping my flesh as they fought over me. I recall the event in detail, too realistic and painful for my liking. From when I was walking, my shoes sinking into loose snow, my breath making clouds in front of my face. The wind played with my hair which I had tried to tie back but was coming loose again. I had been thinking about home, I wanted to have a hot shower before crawling into bed with a good book, or with my laptop to waste time before dinner.

I replied not caring about him. Luna was silent, then herself entered the room and closed the door. She started to prepare herself and it didn't take Luna a long time to come out of the room. She started to leave this hostel While I continued walking towards the dormitory grounds, the moon and stars were walking as they followed me. Moonlight illuminates this place. I am standing in the middle of the field, the wind is blowing at me. Makes me feel a little cold. Looking at the moon that shines brightly, the yellowish moon makes dark memories in me. The moon will turn red as red as blood.

The moon above illuminated her with its silvery glow, a beacon of change, redemption and courage to face the unknown. As the night wore on, Florida's revelations lingered in the air, like the promise of a new dawn on the horizon, bringing with it the potential for healing, transformation, and a future free from the shadows of the past. Under the bright embrace of moonlight, Florida's words resonated like a melody, weaving the threads of a story that had the power to reshape destinies. The night seemed to hold its breath as she embarked on a journey to reveal long-hidden secrets.

With my fingers trembling, I unfolded the paper, my eyes flying across the small, loopy handwriting I would have recognized anywhere: my mother’s. To my daughter born beneath the blood moon, you are the chosen one who will cast back the shadows, and repair what is broken. Trust the tie, and it will lead you when nothing else will. I read the note, my heart racing. A blood moon. My birth — I’d never known the whole story, just that my parents had died when I was little, leaving me with bits of memory and this locket. Was this what Rhys meant?

And she didn’t know how to hold it all together anymore. ... Rina walked through the gates of Moonlight Pack like a ghost. She had made up her mind. The decision was final. She was going to switch back. Rita was right, this life wasn’t hers. It never was. She had just borrowed it or rather stolen it. And now it was time to return it. In the days leading up to the full moon, Rina poured her whole heart into everything. She kissed Rafaele every chance she got. She held his hand, leaned on his shoulder, whispered how much she loved him. They made love often, anywhere and everywhere. In the kitchen, the garden, his office, their bedroom.

The moonlight played off his curves and lines of him and made me squirm. Stop it. Stop looking. Don't think about him that way. You just woke him up, cried tears, and snot all over him, and the last thing you need is to start lusting after him. I wasn't sure the lecture I was giving myself was doing any good, but at least I wasn't thinking about that damn nightmare. "Here, that crying jag probably left you with a nice headache." I nodded in agreement and reached out to take the pills and the glass of water. After I swallowed them, he wiped my face with a cool cloth. "There, all better?"

Luke whispered, more to himself than anyone else, before leading the herd back to their base under the waning moonlight. *** That night, the full moon shone softly, illuminating every corner of Luke's room quietly. The atmosphere in the room was quiet, yet there was a heavy silence in the air. Luke sat on the window ledge, looking out with thoughtful eyes. The moonlight bounced off the wooden floor beneath him, as if reflecting the feelings he held in his heart-a mixture of serenity and emptiness.

As a righteous Luna, I knew she wouldn’t let this matter slide, especially when it's harmful to the werewolf communities. I let her and her friends read it while I waited for Mrs. Molly to finish scrolling through my notes. When she looked at me, there was a bewildered look in her eyes. “You… You created “Moonlight” five years ago?” I shrugged again. I didn’t want her to ask too many questions. With this, it was already enough for people around us to realize what had happened. “This won’t do.” I heard Luna Astraea’s voice. Once again, I turned around to face her to see her and her friends all growing as they read the medical reports.

The waterfall just made it more exquisite. I had gone around these woods before, but I never realized that there was a beautiful spring here. “Do you remember when we were kids, there was this tale about Moon Goddess descended to the Earth on the night of the brightest Full Moon?” Elliott asked, almost with a whisper because he didn’t want to ruin the nature’s sound.

He felt a low vibration in the tree-trunk, he lay both of his hands. “Luan?!” he calls. “My Dear moonlight” he said. A string of light came out from Aelius pinky, then climb up until it reaches the treetop. In the road of darkness, Stella saw a string of light wrapped around her pinky. Then another string of light appeared from the direction of Aelius. It was as if, he is reaching out for her.