Moonlight Sonata Blues Novels & Stories

I said, smiling. “It might be, but to the owners of Moonlight, it means more,” Althea replied softly. “Try this: imagine yourself in the dark. It’s hard to see right. But when the light of the moon shines down on you, everything becomes clear. It makes you see the path ahead. That’s the goal of Moonlight. It didn’t want anyone drinking them be confused if they are really red wine or wine. Whiskey or not. Isn’t that the reason why you like it? The reason you want to share its taste? Because no matter what you do, Moonlight will always taste like Moonlight.”

Says Lyle “You ARE a cult! I knew it! Oh my god! Is all this part of some dooms day conspiracy? You worship the moon or something and now it is in the proper cycle for the end of days or something?” Says Amaris sarcastically. Suddenly her woozy spell was gone and she was wondering why she had even gotten into Mr. Bruce’s car in the first place. As Amaris finished speaking red and blue lights light up the far wall of the kitchen. They were coming in from the window next to the side door.

I explained to him. "Nice excuse." He nodded to himself, appreciating my lie. "Thanks." "Did you experience anything new?" "No, I mean the headaches have gone too. No fever." I said. "That's great." Drew looked at me. "Hmm." I said, looking at him too. The rest of school goes in a blur. We meet in the parking car and he drives to his place. I turn the music on. "What song is that?" Drew asked. "Teeth by 5 seconds of summer. Why?"

Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard. "Iris, now you would repeat whatever I would say." She turned her gaze down when Jonathan's eyes matched her. She was not going to let that happen so easily. It shouldn't be like this. "I, Iris Lockwood....... " Jonathan started to speak the phrase that Iris had to repeat before Leonard would mark her under the Blue Moon. This was the one-time opportunity that Leonard would get at that moment. If he would fail to mark her that day, he had to wait for a long to get it. That would be a risk on his part too. In case Iris's previous owner returns and has already left an impre

I can only keep my mouth running, to try and distract myself from it. “That wolf,” I start, voice low. “He looked almost insane. And his eyes—” “Were blue, wasn’t it?” He says, finishing my words. His golden eyes turn to the curtained windows. Between the velvet, a sliver of the night sky shows. And in that sky, gleams a pale, full moon. The light feels almost eerie. “A Blue Moon is approaching.” A Blue Moon? “I’m predicting that it will be within this week,” He says, sighing softly. “I will have to prepare. So will the Beta, and the rest of the warriors that carry Dominance.”

Zeke My favorite place to spend time on campus was the hiking trail. The view stretched across the water below, moonlight and stars reflecting across the surface in a glow no artificial light could match. Tonight the peace was ruined. Music from the campus party carried through the forest, the bass pounding against my Lycan hearing until every beat felt like someone hammering inside my skull. No sleep tonight. I rested my acoustic guitar across my lap and looked up at the sky. The moon hung high and bright, pouring lunar energy into my body. The power of the Moon Goddess steadied my mind and eased the tension in my muscles.

Like it knew what was coming. Diana stood at the podium, took a deep breath, and looked at the guests. "I am Diana Ross," she said. "Beta of Blue Moon. Daughter of Lisa Davis." There was complete silence. I felt it hit the room. Watched it move through the crowd like a current. Blue Moon wolves who had known Diana for years, hearing her mention her full name, felt different. "Cousin of your Luna." She looked at me. I held her gaze. The blood bond pulled warm and certain between us.

But tonight, the song faltered. The melody—her melody—broke into a shriek, raw and jagged, as though the moon itself screamed through her blood. It began with a tremor. Subtle at first, like the hush before a storm, a faint dissonance in the air that set the dew trembling on leaves. Selene knelt in her grove, tending to a cluster of moonpetals. Their blossoms were shy things, unfurling only beneath lunar light, their petals glowing pearlescent white. Her fingers brushed their cool edges, silver magic streaming gently from her skin to wake them. Normally the spell came as easily as breath, but tonight the light sputtered. The glow dimmed, stuttering as though the moon itself had faltered.

’ Lucius nodded his snout up above us. A moon. Not just any moon, a blue moon. My heart rate started to skyrocket. So much for meditation helping me destress. I wanted to get out of here, to take some control over what I was seeing yet couldn’t. I watched as the blue moon became larger and brighter. And soon, it became the backdrop for a strange home movie.

Chapter 4 Third POV Solas stood at the center of his chamber, his pale blue eyes fixed on the reflection of the moon in the small pond before him. The water’s surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, the moonlight dancing upon it in an eerie, mesmerizing pattern. This pond was his anchor, his connection to the moon and the source of his power. The open ceiling above it allowed the moon’s light to filter down, enhancing his abilities and giving him strength. He traced patterns in the water with his fingers, feeling the potent energy thrumming beneath his skin.