My Little Pony With Nightmare Moon Novels & Stories

I finish waiting for it sink in. “Little Moon.” Liam whispered. We all looked towards him and Aaron and I both nodded. “Little Moon was the nickname her mother gave her to remind her of her destiny.” I spoke up. “So, what kind of special powers does she have? Well, will have?” Beta Eric asked. “That we don’t know. We do know that she is of guardian blood, and she has been able to Alpha command another wolf. She did it accidently during the last attack.” I answered as I ran my hand through my hair remembering the feeling of almost losing her.

The little butterfly nodded excitedly and even touched his cheek affectionately with its colorful antennae. "You damned moth, how dare you occupy my position... Achoo... Achoo..." The Evil Moon was so angry that he jumped up and down, but he didn't dare to jump up to take back his position on Ding Hao's shoulder, because he had suffered so much from the pink mist. Although it didn't hurt when he sneezed, non-stopping sneezing was really life-threatening. Now he was already dizzy, and the tears kept flowing out of his eyes. The little butterfly did not care about this loser at all. It turned its head and greeted the black puppy on the other shoulder in a very friendly way.

Time drips slowly, the minutes stretching until finally, an elder with snowy white hair and sharp eyes clears his throat. “The last item on today’s agenda,” he says, “is the introduction of Zoey Thorne.” A hush falls. Dozens of eyes swing toward me. My spine straightens, my chin lifts. I prepare myself for their questions—Anders has drilled me well—but nothing prepares me for the voice that speaks next. “Zoey Thorne,” Damon’s unmistakable voice echoes from the far corner, sharp and smug. “The supposed future Luna and Queen of the Midnight Moon Pack.”

It doesn’t take me long to drift back into the darkness of sleep. ** Dream - Nightmare or Warning??? ** I’m on the balcony looking out of the castle, looking over our kingdom. I rub my hand over my expanding belly and smile up at the full moon. I am too far and too close to the birth to shift. Even the forced shift of the full moon backs off. Zelda shifts my hands and extends my canines and we let out a loud howl, which is answered by the echos of our kingdom.

He said, waving for me to follow him. “Oh, fun.” My voice was heavy with sarcasm as I flipped my black fedora on and followed him out. The drive to the Shelton house in Bloodmoon took about two hours. It was a quiet neighborhood. Though I expected that Bloodmoon would be a peaceful place for years, I think the last time something big went down here was the massive ‘earthquake’ the Incubi Luna caused when her kid sister, the now Delta female of Bloodmoon, was kidnapped. Maybe that’s why vampires and other species have issues with wolves. The kind of power some of them possess is crazy.

"What do you think?" Elizabeth started that he'd called on her in front of everyone, but she thought hard before she spoke. "Luna Selene's dream was strong enough to catch her in a moon sleep for a month," Elizabeth began, glancing at the Luna opposite her. "If this is what the moon was forewarning, then if this one decision is allowed to escalate to a war, more than just our two packs could be destroyed. A Luna was once caught in a moon sleep for a week, and it foretold the starvation of five packs through drought. A full moon's sleep could mean the eradication of every pack that will gather for the council."

Luna drifted into a fitful sleep, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions after the unexpected engagement. As the night wore on, her peaceful slumber turned into a nightmarish ordeal. In her nightmare, Luna found herself standing on a desolate shore, the moon casting eerie shadows across the sand. The sea before her was turbulent and menacing, its waves crashing with relentless force. She felt a profound sense of foreboding. Then, in the distance, she saw Daniel, his figure growing smaller and smaller as he walked away from her. Panic surged through Luna, and she called out to him, her voice trembling. "Daniel, please, don't leave me!"

POV: Luna Monroe Luna hadn’t dreamed in days. Not since the naming ritual, not since the Grove pulsed with her child’s rhythm. But tonight, sleep came fast—and with it, a vision. She stood in the spiral, alone, her stone dim, the flame flickering in violet and silver. The lullaby echoed around her, but it was slower now. Sadder. Each note bent inward, curling like smoke. Luna reached for the flame. It recoiled. And the wind whispered—not in comfort. In caution.

In an insignificant part of a second, the music and clamor of individuals quiet down, absolute stillness rules for a brief time before chaos and frenzy take over the environment. The ponies in the merry round are out of nowhere stained by some ruby liquid that might as well be blood, though I can't quite put my finger on where it came from. Individuals scream in fear and run in every conceivable size, as if they are avoiding something, until out of nowhere each of them begins to disappear in waves of green smoke. "Wild Hunt," I should stop while I get what's going on.

A voice echoed across the battlefield, ancient and powerful: "The White Luna shall rise when the world stands at the brink. She will unite the children of night and moon, or she will destroy them all. The choice is hers, and hers alone." The white wolf turned to look at me, and I saw my own face reflected in those silver-blue eyes. Then it lunged. I woke up screaming, my hands clutched to my chest, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. My alarm clock read 3:47 AM. Isabella was pounding on the wall from her room next door. "Maya? You okay?" "Fine!" I called back, my voice shaky. "Just a nightmare!" "That's the third one this week! You sure you don't want to talk about it?"