Moonlight Mile Rolling Novels & Stories

I just wanted to be home in arms of my parents. I can actually be hugged now. I can hug them as much as I want without the fear of becoming ill. I shot out of bed at the thought, my smile so bright it was visible in the dark.bi couldn't sit still anymore so I jumped out of the bed and jumped around trying to wear myself out. It too exciting now. I looked up at the clock. Three o'clock. Only a couple more hours, I tell my self as I stand by the window, my eyes immediately going to the moon which is illuminating the night with its silver glow.

The stranger's warning was too strong for Leora to ignore. Like a ghost whispering a prophecy, his voice reverberated in her mind, venomous and uncannily serene. The lingering effects of that encounter hung on her like smoke as she and Kael paced through the moonlit woods. The pack was mobilizing all around them, with wolves shifting, armor clinking, and eyes glowing with fear or excitement. The quiet night had lost its tranquility. It had turned into the quiet before a storm.

"We can use this video recording and Doctor William's statement to prove that Mia is lying" Patrick pointed out. Robert is driving the expensive limited edition car. Damien sitting in the passenger seat and Patrick occupied the seat in the back. They are driving back from the Doctor's house. The night sky is pitch black, indicating that it is a new moon day. It's 12.30 am and they are yet to figure out a way to deal with Mia. They are trying different scenarios to deal with her, but nothing is working out so far.

“That’s not right. Guys, look over there. Something’s glittering, isn’t it?” “It’s... it’s a person. Is that person running on the lake’s surface?” Moonlight Lake was huge, especially it formed a long, narrow gourd mouth on the east side, connecting the tributary to the sea. It was boundless at a glance. At this moment, a silhouette was running swiftly on the water, forming a trace of white, winding waves behind him, accompanied by the loud sound of the waves. “This person came here by treading on the waves at such a high speed. It’s simply unbelievable!”

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

In fact it made her even more sad. She heard one of the ladies whispering to Ryder and telling him that she would be alright and he would have his sister bacck soon. To just be patient. She was grieving just as he was, but that everyone greived in a different way. She continued to gaze at the night sky and sighed. Then she noticed it, suddenly her eyes widened. Blood on the moon!

Now I could hardly look him in the eye after recalling what we were doing on the covers just minutes ago. Miles glanced at me and gave me a quick, teasing grin. Then he put on his poker face before hugging his mother lightly. "Just want us out of here, Mamma." ◇ ◇ Brichese ◇ The evening was soundless. The cool air faintly smelled of damp grass and dewdrops. Still ponds reflected the blue-gray skies as we drove by, the long highway bare and mostly straight. The quiet countryside mirrored our current mood. I sat next to the driver's seat, speechless as he was with his arms draped on the steering wheel. His attention focused on the empty road.

RAIN We drove along the rugged dirt road in Uncle Wart car, the tires crunching over the gravel as we made our way toward Auntie Lori's house. Every bump sent a jolt through the vehicle, and I clung tightly to my duffle bag, worried it might tumble off my lap. The cool night breeze slipped through the slight crack in the window, carrying with it the faint scent of damp earth and pine. The moon, bright and full, illuminated the uneven road ahead, casting long shadows from the towering trees that lined the path.

“Ow! Stomp down on my heel one more time, and I’m seriously going to have to break your ankle.” “Maybe if you weren’t hogging the entire glow of the lamp up there, Miss Vanders, the rest of us could see where we were going.” Clara tried to stifle her laugh as she followed a bickering Maxwell and Holly across campus in the dark. It was almost eleven, and Blaire was pitch-black and silent, except for the hoot of an owl. An orange gibbous moon was low in the sky, cloaked by a veil of fog. Between the three of them, they’d only been able to come up with one gas lamp, so only Holly had a clear view of the path of the shady pocket redwoods. For the other two, the grounds—which had seemed so lush a

The laughter and buzz of people talking faded in the background as the cold breeze of wind whistled in the chilly night and they went farther and farther, higher until they reached the peak of the hill. They were alone. Leonidas turned to November and held both her hands. He smiled down at her, “Do you like it? According to my research, the moon looks closer in this part of the country hence it looks quite big and seems to be nearer.” November looked up to the said moon, the sky was so dark but the moon was beautiful. She chuckled softly, not tearing her gaze away from the moon. “I do. It’s so beautiful Leonidas… So beautiful.” She didn’t see how Leonidas’s gaze gentled and as if unconscious