Moonlight Mile Rolling Novels & Stories

Glimpses of character that paint a picture completely different from the desperate stalker in Madison's video. By midnight, I'm pacing my room like a caged animal. Through my window, Moonlight Lake gleams in the distance the place where tomorrow night I would complete my mission.

He chuckled softly, the sound easy and playful, as though he were talking about something far less dangerous than betrayal and suspicion. Adrian found himself forming a faint smile. The rain had stopped now, leaving only the cool scent of wet earth in the air. The two of them stood beneath the dim silver glow of the moon, its light threading gently across the glossy surface of the Rolls Royce. The night had grown darker, and the only sound was their voices, echoing quietly through the empty road, carried by the soft, eerie breeze.

ROSE I am flying across the roads and highways trying to get to Blue Meadow as quickly as I can. George and Ike are holding on for dear life and I think I can hear George whispering a prayer to Selene when my car catapults into the air. I’ve maintained my 110mph through most of the drive which has kept the guys in high anxiety mode. We don’t get too far off the pavement with that larger bump, but the way down is rough, and we bounce several times on the landing.

“Are we really leaving them behind?” “Van is on his way to the Moonlight Pack as we speak. He said Narah is already there,” Liam replied, his expression stoic. “I know a shortcut,” he finished, a smile playing on his lips. My heart raced as we drove down the lonely road to the Moonlight Pack. People had been banned from taking this road because of the number of rogues who lay in wait to harm travelers. The road had been inactive for years; however Liam said he had travelled through it once, and it was safe. I was still skeptical about it, but I took his word for it. A knot twisted in my stomach, afraid of the worst.

The ascent up the Devil's Backbone was a descent into madness. Moonlight bled across the jagged rock faces, casting long, deceptive shadows that made every hairpin turn look like a drop into the abyss. I leaned the Norton so low my knee puck scraped the freezing asphalt, the friction sending a spray of orange sparks into the black night. Ahead of me, the red taillight of Victor Kane's Suzuki taunted me, dancing like a malevolent firefly.

I drove into the place and parked my careyers away “We are here” I said to Moon as we both came down from the car and began to walk towards Rolland, we were already getting close when Rolland raised his head and sighted us, he stood up immediately, and Moon ran towards him, “Hi buddy?” Moon greeted extended his hand for a handshake, I finally got closer while Rolland stared at him in shock “Moon?” He called out “Yeah it's me have you forgotten we met on the beach on a trip in Hawaii”

"I've got you. I won't fall." His scent and warmth calm me. I try to hold on tight, but my arms aren't obeying me. We don't speak as he carries me up the side of the mountain. At one point, he stumbles. My eyes pop open and I dig my fingernails into his back. "It's okay, baby," he assures me. One of his men steadies Moon, and my eyes close again. The crunch of gravel alerts me that we've made it to the road. I peer at the asphalt beneath Moon's shoes before I look around. Two dark SUVs are parked on the shoulder of the road close to where I went over. I can see my tire marks in the gravel. Someone opens the back door to the first SUV and Moon slides in while holding me. He keeps moving over

The moon illuminated their path, guiding them towards their destination. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they reached the highest peak of the Silver Mountains. The air was thin and crisp, the scent of pine filling their lungs. At the summit, they found a small clearing, bathed in silver moonlight. In the center, a tranquil pool shimmered with ethereal beauty. "This must be the Lunar Pool," Luna murmured, her voice filled with awe. "Now, it's time to perform the Moon Ritual." Amelia and Elias stepped back, giving Luna the space she needed. Luna stepped towards the edge of the pool, feeling the power of the moon coursing through her veins. She closed her eyes, focusing her energy, a

Miles still clung to Aiden’s hand. After the silence had lasted a while, Miles turned his camera back on and began taking pictures. Beyond the lens stretched a limitless valley with mountains on all sides, tinted blue by the rising moon and sparkly with tangerine village lights. They looked like lanterns on an infinite cobalt sea, casting reflections on the grass and the dirt and the Earth that Aiden could still so strongly smell. But it wasn’t the infinite sea that he watched, it was Miles. His golden tan skin had become a dusty shade of indigo.

Three miles is not far. Three miles in the same dress you nearly died in, through a city that has no idea anything happened, is a considerable distance. Moonfall was doing what Moonfall does at seven in the morning. Shutters going up. A dray blocking Cooper Street the way a dray has blocked Cooper Street every morning of my two lives. A woman I have bought ribbon from since I was twelve, sweeping her step, who looked straight at me and past me because a lady with salt in her hair and blood on her hem is not a lady she knows.