Moonlight Sonata Blues Novels & Stories

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.

You climb back into the truck with your stuff. “Drive, hurry.” You beg him. It's getting later and later, it's almost midnight and it's a full moon again, you must get Nate out of the moonlight as soon as possible. You arrive at the cave, you wrap an arm around Nate, blood is staining his clothes, he's weak, you hurry him into the cave. He collapses onto the floor. “This is gonna sting.” You rip some of your shirt off and apply pressure to his wound, while applying some antiseptic.

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

“Fifty years ago, I was the Silvermoon Clan’s sharpest blade. If I hadn’t defied the previous chieftain, I never would’ve ended up rotting away in the Frozen Forest.” He walked over to the boulder Eira had been punching, running his gnarled fingers over its rough surface. “Moonlight power is the softest force on the continent—and the most brutal,” he said, his voice turning sharp. “The array in your mother’s journal isn’t wrong. But you’re using it wrong. You’re treating it like Blackrock earth power, trying to crush your opponent with weight.” Tom turned to face her. “Moonlight isn’t for smashing. It’s for cutting.”

And I heard collective gasps from the other people around me. “ The moon is blue! Eros exclaimed “ I have never seen a blue moon before. I only heard a few times from my great-great-grandfather years ago. He had this admiration in his voice while staring at the moon. Jessica gasped, openly gazing at me as if she hadn’t seen anyone like me before. The glow on my skin tingled and at that moment Athena murmured “ We need to shift , Raven . It’s now or never … the pain will be more excruciating than anything you’ve ever felt.”

Alabruz looked at the face of his wife and understood her inner struggle and came closure to comfort her, “Divah, bear this for me. I owed her mother my life. So, it’s like returning my debt of gratitude for her sacrifice. Once everything is OVER… I hope it will be over, we will live in peace with our son forever. Hope heaven brings some miracle on this night of Bluemoon.” Akshara was scanning every corner of the palace to spot Karen, who could answer all her questions, were halted to hear the word This Night of Bluemoon. The word flashed Akshara with brightness and she thought, ‘Night of Bluemoon… Wow, it’s great. Axe, you must not miss this wonderful opportunity. What shall I do? What shal

“I’d hold on to her for as long as you can.” “That’s the plan,” I said as I smiled at Ciara. “Well, I’m planning on drinking tonight. It’s been a stressful month. I deserve to let my hair down every once in a blue moon.” Evelyn made her way back to the party. The chirping of crickets filled my ears as Ciara glanced up at the glass ceiling. “What do you know,” she said. “It’s a blue moon tonight.” “Careful, Colleen might think we’re all going to shift and turn under the light,” I said, enjoying watching Ciara stare up into the heavens above.

Zosha looked me dead in the eyes and shrugged. “This melody…” He said in a velvety soothing voice. Azum gently placed his hands over his ears. “Moonlight sonata…” he tapped his cheeks gently with his fingers. “Moonlight sonata, intertwined with the delicate harmony of Fur Elise... similar, but unique. The legato, the chorus, the verses…” He inhaled deeply. His brows drew in feverishly, in what looked like a sad but inspiring expression. As if his muse was before him in his mind, behind his closed eyes.

I couldn't wait to tell them everything I had been through these days! I opened the lid and adjusted the height of the seat. The moment the tip of my fingers touched the cold black and white keys, I was set free. All the stress, pressure, and shame disappeared. With a raised head and chest, I took a glance at the silver moonlight pouring from the windows and started to play. It was my favorite piece, "Clair de lune" by Debussy. Moonlight. It was definitely Debussy's masterpiece. It was a translucent version of a poem.