Novel Month Novels & Stories

“Date me for a month.” “What?” He leaned forward, his hair falling to his face as he moved. He looked at Liam, a smirk making its way to his face as he stared. He was obviously confused, probably even thinking it was a prank. “You heard me right. Date me for a month. That’s my condition.” “Are you-? Oh- I didn’t know you were-“ Liam replied him, making his omission of the ‘word’ too obvious. He hesitated for a while then continued. “I’m not gay.”

“Those months were so important to them.” Amino clenched his teeth, listening to Eagle attentively. Eagle seemed to know a lot more than what he knew. The way he perceived the situation was calming. It also meant that Eagle wasn’t a stranger to The Unknown. But how did he know? “February is the second month of the new year. It was the time when a lot of young men from prestigious families had their debutantes. June was for their ranking battle and November was for their yearly celebration. All people from the various tribes would gather in the Hall of Ceremony to mingle or to have a hidden war to show their power and strength.”

#Supernatural world# #The Quarter# #Stormy July# Am I going to get a hug or an orgasm? Elena's POV It is the beginning of July and this month often comes with a confident wind, rousing the trees into a vortex of dance as a slight breeze dominated the atmosphere, year in year out since timely memorial. Normally the sky at this time would be filled with chirping birds and warm sun rays, but this is a new month and it's time to kiss summer goodbye.

Can you tell me all about it? [Sure. They don’t call it a year like you do—it’s called a Lunar Cycle. We are currently in the 19th day of Velyra, 812 LC. The months of the Lunar Cycle are as follows:] --- Dawnhallow — equivalent of January. Meaning “Birth of Light.” Season: Winter. Lunar Magic Effects: Rebirth & Divine Blessings; spells of renewal are strongest. Frostmere — equivalent of February. Meaning “Frozen Stillness.”

I’m not scared of many things, but taking a mate, that’s one I will openly admit to being fearful of. Everyone dropped the mate talk after that. I really like Duncan and Katarina. I could see how excited Andre and Ophelia were to take them as chosen mates in a couple of weeks, on the next full moon. That is one reason to look forward to full moons anymore. Before the Fated Plague, every full moon, packs would have festivals and celebrations, all with a different theme depending on what month it was. This month, being January, is called the Wolf Moon. I vaguely remember Father giving speeches at festival and everyone would run through the woods in wolf form. Some people would find their mates

“Now I’m old enough to potentially be chosen. You see, your aunt Kinshra is believed to have been one of the hunters, which may explain her incredible hearing. Did she still not tell you any of this?” Emory shook her head. She barely remembered the night of the last ceremony because nothing notable happened. Crouched on her aunt’s porch, her knees drawn up to her chest, Emory had watched the Hunter’s Moon descend behind a foggy horizon. The last Hunter’s Moon fell on her sixteenth birthday, marking her one year in Broiia. Her memory of the lanterns floating across the sky was what remained. “I’ve asked her dozens of times but she’s never answered.”

“Brenna, let me know tomorrow if you would like to present yourself before the Moon Goddess as a potential Luna. The full moon is in a few days, so we must prepare.” The Blood Moon was coming, too. But I still had a bit more time. As if reading my mind, she turned and smiled. “The Blood Moon is in three months. Fear not; you have plenty of time to get to know the Alpha before.” I nodded, tilting my head to the side. “And if I reject him as my Mate?”

It is April 30th, 2031 at exactly 11:50 pm. All the students in the Academy were all gathered in the garden of transformation, and power, waiting for the Celtic moon. The Celtic moon of April is also known as, the moon of awakening. It always occurs once in 10 years. The moon is the strongest of all in the werewolves, and vampires clan. It was nearly midnight, and the night sky was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon; the night sky so clear you could almost see every crater.

He is different from the others, there is more to him, something magical. I had gotten so caught up in the giant Were, that I had lost track of the back and forth conversation around the table. As I concentrated again, I caught on to the fact that the visiting diplomats were upset that Tri-Moon didn’t realize that their Luna was going into heat. They argued amongst themselves that they had no way of knowing and that she didn’t show any signs. After someone asked why this was the first heat of such magnitude, my interest peeked. “That we don’t know” Cole answered him.

"No. I changed the date." "YOU WHAT?" My blood came to a boil. "I had the date and month changed. It's not November anymore. It's next month."