Morrow Kirby Novels & Stories

"You cannot get ahead while you are getting even." - Dick Armey * * * * It was a cloudy and rainy Wednesday afternoon, with the rain having just let up earlier, when Yuri Kirisawa walked through the streets of Shinjuku in her street clothes in order to blend in with the crowd, as she shadowed a suspected Raven’s Gate member that the Elder and Riou have told her about earlier.

“Technically, I guess that’s true. He can die. Just not on Earth. There was this other Guardian who went through the Blue Moon Portal, same as my uncle, and he couldn’t die while he was here, but apparently, he got killed by a demon while he was in the Blood Moon Portal, so it is possible for them to die. Just not here.” Ryker was looking at her as if they didn’t live in a world full of bloodsucking monsters, as if he wasn’t sitting next to a woman who could run at least fifteen times faster than him and see through walls. The only thing that pulled his eyes off of her was the bartender delivering the beers. When he pushed one over to her, Jo thanked him and took a gulp. He took a drink of h

“You sound like one of those online doomsday weirdos.” “Maybe,” I admitted, stepping closer. “But if I’m wrong, you lose nothing. If I’m right, you live.” Her jaw tightened, indecision flickering in her eyes. Then she nodded slowly. “Fine. What do you need?” “Strength,” I said simply. “And someone who won’t crumble when things get dark.” A faint smirk curved her lips. “You always did know how to give a good speech.” [Ally Identified: Kira Daniels – Strength Specialist Potential]

His nose twitched and tingled, tracking the stench of a vampire feeding. He was cloaked in silence and stealth, slowly padding through the soft grass and freshly fallen leaves. The dense forest was the perfect waiting place for an ambush as his predatory eyes found his prey. The thick greenery with its silvery filter of the bright white light from the full moon helped to camouflage his light sandy colored coat. His yellow gold eyes trained on the vampire as he curled his lips to expose his pearly white canines. His unsuspecting prey let out a hissing shriek of surprise when he finally revealed himself before the undead began gurgling on his own blood while Kaynon locked his jaws around the v

A grave mistake. She could see the moon, and that was all she needed to muster enough strength to cancel the pitiable demonstration Alpha Britan had tried. He was stunned when he could no longer feel his wolf or power as it was engulfed by the moon power Raïna had summoned and fell to his knees. The people too hadn't grasped what had happened, to her relief.

But he still notices when they are directly under the light of the lantern. “Wait… You seem to have smeared mascara, right here,” he touches her cheek, rubbing the moisture between his fingers in surprise. What happened, Kitty? Why are you crying? - So ... Nonsense, do not pay attention, - she waves off. It's all full moon. All werewolves are unstable at this time. Such a beautiful bridge… Shall we go there?

As the gravel crunched under his tires and the roar of the engine faded, a hollow ache opened up in my chest. Tomorrow. By this time tomorrow, I wouldn't be the Luna anymore. I'd be just an Omega. An Omega with a secret, but finally, I would be free. I stepped into the foyer, craving nothing but a hot bath and silence. Of course, the universe had other plans. "Lucian? Is that you?" Abbie's voice drifted down. She hurried down the stairs, her face glowing with a smile that died the moment she realized it was just me. "Oh. Nadia. Where's Lucian?"

“She has the best imagination.” Behind Lily, the office door swung open and Mr. Mitchell stuck his head out. “Lil—oh.” Standing upright, he presented himself properly. “Miss Moore,” he smiled politely. “A pleasure to see you again. Are these your children?” “They’re Mr. James’.” “Ah. Of course they are.” Mr. Mitchell knelt, eye-level with Peter and extended his right hand. “I’m Justin Mitchell. You may call me ‘Justin’. Who might you be, young sir?”

I felt the itch on my body but I didn’t experience shifting during the blood moon. I finally found Alarick, who was still drinking his beer. “Alarick.” I tapped his shoulders as he is now immersed in the moon’s energy. “What is it?” I saw his eyes turn from bloody red to silver. He is absorbing the power of the moon. “Y-you need to see this.” I led the way and started running back to the cell. When both of us entered the dungeon, I immediately opened the door and was confused by what I saw. “Is that?”

All comes from the Moon Goddess they say. All in their case includes a brood of unruly children who tumble and play their ways through the city and the Wildlands, at ease wherever they are and willing to accept anyone or anything without judgment. It is even rumoured that they have vampir friends. Abir visits from time to time. At Mira Firewolf's urging he went to join her former pack, the moonwolves, to seek healing. He actually became a priest there! The first time he returned, it was to ask my forgiveness as well as the forgiveness of the packs. There was a big ceremony at the Harvest Moon--because werewolves and ceremonies, right--and then a party and forgiveness.