Moonraker Novels & Stories

"Thirty days, Lyra. That’s the ticker. Thirty days until that rock in the sky decides we’re just a failed lab experiment and flushes the toilet." Malakai slammed his palm against the tactical console. The holographic display flickered, casting a bruised violet light across his face. He didn't look at the data anymore. He looked at the massive obsidian spike currently erupting from the moon's surface on the live feed. It hummed with a white light that mirrored the White Alpha’s power, but colder. Deadlier.

Zuberi commanded a young omega waiting by the entrance. "Right away, Beta Commander," the boy whispered, scurrying down the rocky tunnel. Zuberi pushed open a thick wood door, revealing a chamber filled with maps, glowing spirit web network crystals, and iron safes. He touched a central crystal, and a massive glowing map of the Western Moonlands filled the wall. "This cave is a front to mask my true workspace," Zuberi admitted, his voice turning dead serious. "I am the Mooncode Seer for this territory. The wolves you see outside are my personal pack intelligence circle."

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a solemn tone. "I, Lucian Thorne, Alpha of the Silver Stone Pack, stand before the Moon Goddess tonight to sever the bond. I reject you, Nadia Woodward, as my mate and my Luna. By the light of the full moon, I broke this tether. May the Goddess witness my words and set our souls free." "I, Nadia Woodward, accept it." As the words died out, our bond severed. My heart wrenched violently. It felt like a physical amputation of the soul, leaving a phantom limb that screamed in agony, as if the colors of the world had drained away, leaving only a cold echo of what life used to be.

Agnes asked, her gaze cutting back to Marcus with zero mercy. "The Moonhaven Coast," Marcus choked out, wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his sleeve. "Underneath the old salt-crushing refinery near the lower docks. It was built into the deep ocean bedrock beneath the high-tide line. But you can't just walk in, Agnes. Malakor’s secondary strike team has had a perimeter lock on those docks for two years. They have automated seismic scanners set up along the shoreline. The moment your ring’s frequency touches the vault’s outer bulkhead, the High Council board will receive an automated ping."

The next evening, I went to the Ravenwood night market alone. The downtown street outside the packhouse had been closed for the full-moon fair. Food trucks lined both sides of the road, neon signs glowed in storefront windows, and young wolves gathered around the training square where blue moonfire burned in metal drums. Moonfire was a ceremonial flame made from silver-pine resin and moon oil. It burned bright and beautiful, hot enough to scar if someone got careless, but it wouldn’t kill a wolf the way wolfsbane would. In our pack, an Alpha danced through the moonfire before choosing his Luna. It was old-fashioned, a little reckless, and ridiculously romantic. In my last life, Kyle had lear

Without wasting another second, she calls him and he picks up after the second ring. "Hello?" "Prince Benjamin hello, this is Alpha Alice from Blue Moon Pack and I'm with Alpha Elliot from Red Moon Pack. We're sorry to bother you so late but we need your help." "You're with Elliot?" We look at each other surprised. He knows our packs hate each other, but he doesn't seem very shocked that we're hanging together. "Hello Prince Benjamin. Yes, it's me. Our packs and Silver Moon have been under attack by rogues for several weeks and we have reason to believe they are acting on behalf of an enemy Alpha so we decided to join forces."

, I called. Ryker strode in, a serious look on his face. Very unlike Ryker unless there was something major to discuss. I stepped behind my desk, all business. “What have you found out?”, I queried. “The rogue pack, and it appears to be a pack at this point, is getting closer to River Moon’s territory. I have Alec’s team on it.”, he answered. River Moon. My mate and future Queen’s pack. “Good. He’s the best we have. Do we know why they’ve chosen to come into my territory?”

it, Mizuki held me back. We need to wait a little longer before we can retrieve the stone. If we get it now, you won't get your wolf and we won't become full Grimlock. " She said to me, So I pulled back my hand and just happened to look up and see a hole in the roof of the chamber. I also saw moonlight coming through the hole and followed the lightbeam and found that it ended where the moonstone was. It was at that moment that I knew what I had to do. It was almost midnight and the moon was starting to phase into the great full moon. I began to walk towards the altar where the moonstone was located, and as the moon moved closer to the hole in the roof, a beam of moonlight was moving along t

the Moon Goddess began, "there is a way to retrieve the Moonstone from Dimitri's clutches, but it is not without great risk. In the sacred forest of the Shadow Pack, there lies a mystical lake. This lake harbors a secret - a portal that can transport you to any place you desire and bring you back." Amanda was awed yet apprehensive. The Moon Goddess spoke with a sense of urgency, her words echoing with a gravity that couldn't be ignored. "Amanda, the fate of the wolf kingdom rests upon your shoulders. Only you possess a unique connection to this portal. You are the chosen one, and it is your destiny to use it."

"As I said, we've been looking for you for months, it started when the intoxicating fragrance of Moon Drip once reached Alpha Baristo. He immediately ordered his wolves to find where it came from but we were disappointed because the smell suddenly disappeared. But Alpha Baristo was so persistent, so he mobilized even us witches to help in the search. And we were not mistaken that we could find you here. The Cohen who possesses the Moon Drip— the sacred power of the blue moon." My eyebrows met at her words. I couldn't understand what she was saying as the scent of my power that Mama Amelia sealed leaked. I don't remember what she said happened. For the past few months, nothing has been strang