Moonwalkers Book Novels & Stories

Their eyes met. Gold. Fierce. Afraid. For her. A word slammed into her mind with the force of a falling star. Mine. Her breath hitched. And deep inside her, something ancient opened its eyes. The pain surged— —and Lena screamed as the red moon burned her world into something new.

Kaelen dived into the smoke, grabbing Sera and pulling her back just as the peak of the mountain began to crumble. "Silas!" Sera cried, reaching out into the white light. But Silas was gone. He had chosen to be the anchor that held the gate shut. The Blood Moon began to fade, the red shadow sliding away to reveal the pure, silver light of the moon. The "Wild Hunt" vanished into mist. The silence returned to Oakhaven, but this time, it was peaceful.

I looked up at Donovan realizing suddenly that if Jasper had not kicked him out, in a fit of jealousy, Donovan could have very well been one of the men on the snowy ground. "The... the library..." I whispered silently. Everyone was confused for a moment before I elaborated, "That's where my pups are." Donovan nodded and lead the way to the library. When we entered, I pushed out of Donovan's arms, determined to make my own way. "My Luna...? You're awake...?" Everyone's eyes snapped up to the young man in front of us. I all but ran to him when swords were drawn, wrapping my arms around him as a line of defense, as if anyone would have any problems with stabbing the Luna of an Alpha who had app

Ben nodded. "If what we have read is true, they will sleep for three moons. " Ben said. He slid a book across the table as we all took a seat. It was a black leather book with veins on it. The title of the book read, "Book of Alacai" in bright red. I could smell the blood from the letters. "What is this?" I asked, looking up at Ben. " I asked dad to bring it.", Jordan said, taking the book away from me.

"The Great Demise: The Fall of the Moon Goddess" I turn to the first page, thankful for the late afternoon light that stretches in through the broken roof above me. Skimming over the words, I decide I should take the book back with me to read it more in-depth. The inscription in the beginning tells me that it is the history of the Alaskan pack, which is exactly why I came here. Shoving the book into my backpack, I pull the straps tight onto my shoulders before carefully stepping out of the rubble at my feet until I am outside. Going downhill takes much less time than going uphill, and I make it to the broken truck in no time.

“It is the home of every ancestral history of the Windwalkers. It is the height of the wisdom of the world.” “The history of the world resides here. The events of the world take their abode here.” “We are not just Windwalkers. We are history makers, and also history writers.” “The Moon goddess placed this responsibility on us, and this is how we carry it out.” “That was poetic.” I chuckled, looking at Kieran. He walked towards a bookshelf, and he was trying to get a book. From where I stood, I saw rays of light beaming on his pretty face. The gold reflected the light back onto his already perfect skin, and he was intensely glowing. I fell in love with him all over again.

When the day started getting darker, I put down my books and decided to go outside for some air while Bella had already fallen asleep with her books in her palms. I walked to the back of the room building and sat on the floor, taking a deep breath, when suddenly the moon shone really bright over me. I curled up, the lights trying to control me while I tried to control myself. "Moon goddess, I can't get caught, or I will be killed!" I muttered helplessly and before I could open my eyes again, the lights calmed down and almost vanished into the sky. "Remember me?" I heard a man's voice over me and quickly raised my head to see who that was. Stunned by the face and hair, I got up on my feet. "Y

She knew he never locked it. After they finished with that they pulled out the Saran Wrap and wrapped the entire vehicle with it. It would take him forever to get this off. They made it nearly impossible to get inside. Around and around they went putting layers upon layers over the hummer. Once they finished they stepped back to look. “Oh! One more thing..” Mickey whispered, grabbing one of the backpacks. She then pulled out boxes and boxes of condoms. “Whaattt?? Where’d you get all those?” Sylvia squealed.

The Emma who had once loved Marcus so deeply was gone, turned to ash. With my luggage packed, I stood in the center of the living room and took one last look at the pack house where I had spent five years of my life with Marcus. It was over. I gripped the handle of my suitcase and walked out the door without looking back. A taxi was already waiting. The driver loaded my bags into the trunk. "Where to, miss?" "The airport." The car pulled away from the curb, and I never looked back. On the radio, Isabella’s voice came on. It was the exact time I was supposed to be presenting my Moonlight Therapy, but instead, she was detailing the flawed treatment, announcing that the first batch of infused m