Moonlight Sonata Blues Novels & Stories

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.

I gave him a look, and he laughed, “Do I look okay?” “Emily, you look beautiful. I swear, it’s like every pregnancy, you get more and more stunning.” I grinned when another wave of pain surged through my body. I was in so much pain that I was going in and out of consciousness. There were times that the doctor couldn’t get me back but managed to. I was trying so hard to push my baby out that I didn’t realize how weak I was getting. I could hear my husband muttering something under his breath. But then, I didn’t hear anything; all I could see was this bright light that almost blinded me. I wasn’t scared; I was at peace. It was then that a glowing figure appeared in front of me, and she smiled,

“Scout's honor. I just… I need a few minutes to process everything that's happened.” It took extracting about fifty promises that I would call for them if I needed anything, but they finally left. As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, instinctively reaching for that meditative state I somehow knew I needed to access. The transition was instant — one second I was lying in my bed, the next I was standing in what looked like the most perfect midnight clearing I'd ever seen. A full moon hung impossibly large overhead, bathing everything in silvery light.

I felt a pull towards the outside like the moonbeams shining on the grass were a lighthouse in a roaring storm. I walked right past everyone, even Theron, who had brushed my hand as I walked. I stepped onto the damp earth in my bare feet, feeling the earth’s electricity in every step. The hair on my arms raised, leaving goosebumps down my body. I could hear thunderclouds in the distance, rumbling quickly towards the town. I looked up at the night sky, moon bathing in the Blue Cold Moon, and allowed the earth to flow through me.

The moon rose blood-red above them all. And then Kate reached the Revenant. He stood calmly as the world burned around him. “Too late,” he said. “The veil is thin. The new world is already bleeding through.” Kate raised her blade — not at him, but at the pendant on her chest. The one Elias made. “You bound yourself to the Heart of the Moon,” she said. “But you forgot what happens when you sever a tether from both ends.” She plunged the blade into the pendant. A shockwave burst outward, sending both of them flying.

I turned my head and saw this innocent boy pointing upwards in amazement. "The moon! The moon!" he shouted while jumping up and down. "That's called Bluemoon, Lucas." I rubbed the top of his head. "Bluemoon! Bluemoon!" He kept repeating the word that was probably still unfamiliar to him. I didn't let go of Lucas' tiny hand as I looked up to take in the beauty of the blue moon above. Tonight, the moon is perfectly visible, so beautiful and powerful. She seemed to rule the night sky. She is the embodiment of the Moon Goddes who are the gods of werewolves.

It was mine. Tonight, nothing felt predictable. The moon had risen huge and white, not soft but stark—like a coin hammered flat and nailed to the sky. Its light made edges cruelly clear. The moss didn’t blur into shadow; it glittered with frost. My breath came out in ghosts. The air was so sharp with pine and damp soil that I tasted it, resin and metal at the back of my tongue. Somewhere far away, water moved. Somewhere closer, something else did.

He is about to step in the mist, when we stop him. "No, Some kind of vines form when we enter the light and mist. Trust me, Damien got caught." I say. "Yeah, they were quite strong." Vlad says. "I have to try . I don't care about the vines. Let me go." King Johnathon says to kai levels him with a glare, so Kai steps back. We all hold our breath as we watch him slowly make his way to his daughter. Each step that he takes, my heart sinks and I close my eyes , when He steps inside the mist.

he warned. Day Two: Achi lost consciousness during training. When he woke, his eyes were pitch black, and his voice echoed like two beings speaking at once. “He’s merging,” Marcus whispered. “With what?” Ava asked. He didn’t answer. Day Three: Ava saw her mother again—this time not in a vision, but in a dream too vivid to be false. “When the Blood Moon rises, you will either become her… or end everything,” her mother said before fading into mist.

Aathiyan thinks now that he’s gone but he can’t let others die like him. “In a few hours, the blood moon will color the skies. I can feel my powers heighten in me now. That’s the time she’s going to give birth. Once I kill that child, everything will turn just how I wanted it to be,” he said. “Am I dead?” Aathiyan asked, wondering about his purpose of still being here. “No, you are not. Your time hasn’t arrived yet. You still have a few more decades left to live, that’s why you are still here. Couldn’t you understand that?” “Then will you give it back to me?”