Moonward Novels & Stories

Alexander said quietly, his eyes never leaving the man. My heart pounded as I did as he said, glancing back at him through the rearview mirror. The warmth of the day was suddenly replaced by a chill I couldn’t shake.

she couldn’t even reply. “I will move now” He began to move slowly, at first it was painful thrusts but after a while the pain was replaced with pleasure and she could feel herself going to the seventh heaven. With his passing minutes, his thrusts became deeper and stronger while the sound of their moans and groans complimented each other. The heat radiating from their bodies was like a kind of energy and the lovemaking was heaven. He kept thrusting and her body danced in rhythm to his movement while her breast danced in ecstasy.

The other wolves stepped back and watched the lone wolf who had intercepted the beast. The lone wolf with blue eyes remained perched on the beast's back, after sniffing the beast with its bloody muzzle to make sure that the beast was truly dead, thus confirming its death, he raised his head and stared at the other wolves with his piercing blue eyes that could make just about any wolf cower in fear. Understanding the unspoken language, the wolves looked up at the moon and howled in separate unison, paying homage to the lunar prowess of the moon and announcing their triumph. As one wolf was ending the howling, the other was picking it up and this went on for a few minutes.

I began, my own voice strained, "we need to stay focused. I can't afford distractions right now." Before I could finish my sentence, I sensed a disturbance in the air. The subtle shift in the wind carried the unmistakable scent of danger. Three silver arrows, glinting ominously in the moonlight, were hurtling towards me from different directions – north, northwest, and northeast. The realization hit me like a jolt, and instinctively, I maneuvered to evade the impending threat.

The moon shone brightly in the sky, accompanied by the distant echoes of wolves howling in the background. Wolves roamed around, playfully shifting and rolling amidst the grass. It was the annual festival of shifting, a time when older wolves who hadn't shifted yet finally got the chance to do so. Those who had been mocked by their peers for their inability to shift were now relieved to shift under the first blood moon.

CHAPTER 60: DAWN Peter and I danced and had fun. He got us some soft drinks and we enjoyed the event till day break. We talked about lots of things enjoying each others company till it was time to leave. Peter will spend the new year with his grandmother so he left London that morning. My mother fried some sweet potatoes known as potatoe chips and complemented it with a meat sauce. According to her, the new year will usher us into bountiful yeilds. We sat on the mat in our room. My mother, Osifa, K**i, Tami and I formed a circle while we ate the delicious potato chips and sauce. While we ate, we joked, laughed and drank the soft drinks my mother had kept for us in her fridge at the bar which

Looking down at West, I silently studying his facial features. His nose was slightly crooked, purple and swollen. His lips are slightly parted, revealing his pearl white teeth. The scar across his face seems clearer to me now. I still wonder what caused such a huge scar. I slowly run my finger along the scar. Right where the scar stops, I notice the mark I saw yesterday. It’s not a circle, it’s a small birthmark, shaped very much like mine - which is on my left shoulder - the moon. More like a crescent but I just call it the moon because my mom always loved the moon and she would always tell me, when I was little, that she would take me there someday. I always knew it wasn’t possible but the

“If he survives, let’s see if he’s able to remember what a wolve is more clearly. If not, we’ll simply try again.” I battled to swing Moon out of the way of one planet, only for another to careen go to him. Sweat dripped down my forehead, stinging my eyes. I moved with the effort of directing my red into Moon, so that he’d have the strength to leap high enough to escape the heights, yet the sensitive soles of his paws still got and burned. When Earth unexpectedly changed trajectory and thundered go to him, he could only cringe as he limped away.

She was beginning to feel like it may surge out of her at any moment. Adam could see her now, and his eyes locked on her. As soon as they did several more wolves made their way out of the woods and began to surround her. Amaris stepped further forward now, knowing that there was no reason to hide now that they knew where she was. As soon as she was in the clearing she was out in the full moon light. She could feel a tingling sensation through her fur. She suddenly felt at peace, even though Gran was still captive and so were the four wolves. She knew she had to get them free and get out of here. She was now surrounded. Two of the wolves were trying to slip in closer. Amaris saw them and grow

Onward The sky was iron-grey when they set out. Engines growled like beasts as the convoy wound its way down the cracked highway. SUVs and trucks filled with warriors rumbled in a line, headlights cutting through the misty dawn. Others moved on foot at the flanks, wolves in their true forms pacing alongside the vehicles like silent sentinels. Four packs—Melting Moon, Celestia, Crescent, and Pine Wood—moving as one.