Moonstone Warriors Novels & Stories

Some cars were passing by them. "It's so peaceful here, always," Minahil said looking ahead, her voice; serene. She was wearing a pony tail and her long hair were spread around her neck like a veil. The wind blew making some strands to fall in her eyes and mouth, she lifted her slender hand and pushed the strands aside with her long fingers. It was then Abraham noticed a sparkling pendant hanging around her neck. It was the ring with his name. She had placed the ring through a chain and was wearing it. His heart began beating erratically.

The power of the moonstone, the strength of Nila, the bond with her friends - they were all part of her. When she opened her eyes, they glowed with a silver light. The moonstone flared, its energy radiating outward in waves that rippled through the clearing. The Ironclaw warriors hesitated, their movements faltering as the light touched them. It burned away the dark magic that clung to them, leaving them vulnerable. Zoe didn’t waste a second. She lunged forward, her claws tearing through their ranks with a ferocity that left no room for retaliation. Cassius and the others rallied behind her, their attacks growing stronger as the tide began to turn. The light of the moonstone was their beacon

“Moon Stone...I can’t promise you that all of us will return to our homes, to our companions...BUT I ASSURE YOU THAT WE WILL LIVE AS WARRIORS AND IF IT IS NECESSARY, WE WILL DIE AS HEROES!” The Moon Stone scream rises in the sky, and we are ready to do anything to win against that monster Silver, even to give up living.

He narrowed his eyes at us and commotion suddenly erupted around us. Within a few seconds, Jasper and I were surrounded by ten armed warriors, all dressed in ninja armour, wielding staffs and nunchucks. Jasper scoffed, looking at the Abbey with humour in his eyes which made my eyes widen in alarm. How was he so unfazed by all of this? “So the Moonstone is here.” He grinned widely, looking much like a Cheshire cat. Jasper’s apparent attitude definitely wasn’t welcomed by the Monastery ninjas as they all took a threatening step closer before they were stopped by the Abbey.

"But I don't care what he thinks anymore. He's not my family. Not really. You and Kael—that's my family now." Tears stung my eyes. "Yeah?" "Yeah." She smiled. "So don't screw it up by letting some ancient artifact turn you evil, okay?" "I'll do my best." "Good enough." That evening, the Moonstone warriors arrived. Fifty powerful fighters, all armed and ready. They set up camp on the eastern edge of our territory. I went with Kael and Garrett to greet their Alpha, a woman named Cairn. She was tall, muscular, with grey-streaked hair and sharp green eyes.

I growl. "S-h.... She... She's in the Moonstone pack." He stammers. "Take this filth to the dungeons until we confirm what he has told us" I say to my warriors as I take a sit behind my desk planning my revenge. .~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

The earth beneath her feet seemed to pulse with energy, each footfall aligning with the rhythm of the wild. Through a parting of the foliage, a clearing revealed itself, a sanctuary of chaos and fury. Her breath hitched as her eyes drank in the sight before her—an awe-inspiring clash of warriors, their forms a blur of movement and determination. The warriors of the Dark Moon Pack, renowned for their fierce loyalty and unwavering strength, were locked in an epic confrontation with their formidable adversaries.

"Do you enjoy watching sunsets?" "Yes, especially when I'm watching it together with you." ***** MARCUS was hiding in a large tree while secretly watching Althaia and her tribesmen in the middle of her yard. He's been back in Montgomery for a few weeks and has been keeping a close eye on Althaia's pack's activities. He noticed a significant change in the werewolf tribe. The once joyful and peaceful community is now engulfed in violence and terror. A man's scream echoed roughly in a flash.

She reached into a pouch at her waist and pulled out a small, translucent stone that pulsed with faint silver light. I stared at it, recognition clicking in my mind. “Moonstone.” Kaida nodded. “Nightshade warriors use it for stealth based spells. If we place it at the core of the bomb, it might be able to regulate the release of the light energy.” Darius hesitated before taking the stone and examining it closely. “It’s worth a shot.” He carefully placed the moonstone inside one of the bomb casings, sealing it shut. I placed my hands over the device, letting my magic flow through me. The runes carved on the bomb lit up while those on the scroll lifted up and wrapped around the bomb.

"As your pack rebuilds, similar connections will form with those truly loyal to your cause, visible only to those with the sight, but no less real." "A network of trust," I realised, thinking of the construction crews, the security teams, the scattered Silvercrest survivors now returning home. "Not just a traditional pack hierarchy." "Precisely." The eldest nodded approvingly. "You understand instinctively what others must learn through study." She reached into the folds of her robe and withdrew a small crystal vial filled with swirling silver liquid. "This is moonswater, gathered only during the eclipse. It must be poured into the foundation of your new pack house, to anchor the protective