Moonshell Comic Novels & Stories

“Take Corey and head toward the top of the street. I’ll check the other end. If we don’t find anything, we meet back here and figure out the next step.” Corey clings to Lucas with concern lining her brows. “Be careful, Hayley.” “I will.” And right then, we split off into the night. Making my way down the street, I notice the night has grown significantly darker now. The street lamps thin out the farther I go, and their dim glow barely reaches the pavement. The only real light now comes from above—and that’s when I notice it. The moon is full tonight. I switch on my phone’s flashlight, casually sweeping it from side to side to light the way. Just then, the beam catches something on the edge o

Tate refused to be deterred, "We haven't talked about the red moon ceremony" he insisted. "and what are we going to say about it? There was obviously a mistake, we can't be mates" Ryan told him, he turned to walk away but Tate held on to him. "The moon goddess doesn't make a mistake" "Tate, we are both men, how can we be mates? We even hate each other. I think we should reject each other" Tate stepped back shaking his head.

She didn’t know about that. “She…” Her mother’s breath hitched, “she tied him to the moon. Just him though. He won’t be able to roam the earth as a human for two weeks straight. He would be trapped in his wolf form, with no hold on his humanity, for every first two weeks of the month” A breath of relief left Shirley in a rush. Relief that at least he was not without his suffering. Werewolves took pride in their strength as wolves. Not being able to access and control that form when they wanted had to be a nightmare, innit?

The lanterns glowed faintly, casting soft shadows that danced across her friends’ faces as they waved her over. Channary jogged over, her bare feet sinking slightly into the cool, damp earth. She greeted her friends with a smirk, “Hello, ladies, and… boys.” Credence, one of the boys, grinned and pulled a joint from his pocket, waving it under her nose with a playful wink. “One for the Blood-Moon?” “Yeah, right. Alpha Williams would have my head if he ever found out,” she replied, smacking it away with a laugh.

"I have always known, in a thousand little ways, that you were more than you claimed to be, that you were a special person. I have always been honored to have you as my friend. And I know that as my friend, you would do anything, anything you must, to help me if my life were in danger, just as I would do anything for you. I trust you with my life, and it is now in your hands." Ken hated closing the conversation and entire plan in this fashion, but all their lives were at risk. There could be no games. "There is something the moon goddess asked me to give you." Myra's voice was a bit calm, but still contained energy which took Kendrick off guard. Kendrick stares at her without saying a word a

I whispered. Five sets of eyes locked onto me. The Moon Goddess's challenge. The mission she'd hinted at. The massive supernatural shift that was coming. And I was right in the center of it. “The Moon Goddess gave me a challenge,” I said finally. And just like that, the supernatural temperature in the room dropped several degrees. Whatever was coming, it was going to be big. Really. Freaking. Big. The moments after dropping my bombshell about the Moon Goddess's challenge were… intense.

“But not like this. On Moon Oath, I swear, we’ll rescue them…but only when it’s certain to be every last one.” I shivered at the determination in his voice. There was no way of doubting him. Zhen poked his furry nose out of my pocket. “Aw, wolveie, you missed all the excitement.” Zhen whined, affronted, before flying out to wind around Moon’s throat above his collar like a shimmering scarf. “I missed you too, Wolverine,” Moon smirked. When Zhen bit him, he laughed indulgently like it’d been a hickey. Maybe it was the wolve equivalent.

“They found nothing and left with their tails between their legs. Doesn’t mean they won’t be back.” “Come on inside and we’ll talk where it’s cool.” He turns and I follow. I’ve been inside the house before. It’s more of a museum. Moon lives here with his wife, Madison. I met her the same night I met Gomez, Moon, and Celina. I’m led to the room we had our meeting in before. “Moon’s on his way in. You want something to drink?” “I’ll take water if it isn’t a problem.” Gomez shakes his head and says, “No problem.” He picks up the phone on the side table and pushes a button. “Do you mind bringing us two waters, Gabriella?”

And ahead, larger and brighter than it had any right to be, was the Moon. The "Limbic Server" wasn't just a metaphor. As they approached, they could see the lunar surface was flickering. The craters weren't just dust; they were filled with Data-Lakes of glowing blue light—the stolen identities of seven billion people. "We're here," Meilin whispered, her eyes reflecting the glowing lunar sea. "But someone's waiting for us." At the center of the Sea of Tranquility stood a structure that shouldn't exist: a Mirror of the Thorne Spire, built entirely of obsidian and ice.

Sandra was laughing on the side but trying not to show it. “What is going on Jake, I swear I felt Luna’s energy, or it is me?” she asked once again, Jake glanced at his mate and gave her a small smile. Before he could answer Eric answered first. “You felt it Mama Joyce, and it is the reason I am thing happy. You see, the Moon Goddess has blessed us with something no other pack has, a weapon unknown to our generation and something that will put the Crescent Moon pack on the map.”