Reaper Of The Drifting Moon Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I heard Mak yell but couldn't understand her words, it was like I was hearing from underwater. Before me, the scene changed, there was no longer a loud club. It was as if I had been transported to another place. I sat on the ground on my knees and around me the music changed to the sounds of battle. Rogues were running past me toward a pack I couldn't identify through the trees. I could smell the rogues, they smelled of decayed meat and infection. There were too many of them. How did they amass a group this large? Usually there are only 10–20 rogues that can stand working together at a time. Too many of them get together, and they start to tear each other apart for the resources they steal f

Chapter 103: The Vision of the Moon The darkness was thick, suffocating, swallowing her whole. Hana drifted through the void, weightless and disoriented, her mind struggling to make sense of her surroundings. There was no sound, no light—only a cold, all-encompassing emptiness that pressed against her chest like a vice. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. She was trapped.

The moonlight guided her way as she disappeared into the night, leaving the castle and Leita behind, ready to face whatever dangers awaited her. ----- Claimed by my alpha bully - Updated chapter 1 The baby daddy is a vampire - Resuming in a few days

But without a clue of where to begin, I was trapped in a cycle of despair, my mind spiraling into darkness with every passing hour. The night Finn left for the northern border, the air felt heavier than usual. His departure should have been a relief, but instead, it left me adrift, untethered from even the semblance of purpose. I wandered aimlessly through the corridors of the estate, my footsteps echoing in the silence. The moon hung low in the sky, its pale light filtering through the cracks in the shutters, casting eerie shadows on the walls. As I drifted into an uneasy sleep, the moon's silver glow seeped into my dreams, bringing with it the figure of the Moon Goddess. Her presence was s

STEAM & SHADOW Book 4: The Mountains That Kneel Chapter 8 – The Deep Script Celeste POV – Mist-Space, timeless (real-world date: June 7, 2028 – 3:11 a.m.) The orchard is gone. In its place is an ocean that hangs upside-down above me, black water full of stars. I’m standing on nothing. Dacia is beside me, but she’s not the queen I know. She’s younger—my age—hair wild with salt, wearing nothing but a leather cord around her neck holding a single shark tooth.

The only thing left of them was the scent of pine, musk on my skin, and the dull ache between my legs. I wrapped myself in a heavy wool blanket and sat by the fire, my body still humming from their touch. I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing. To distract myself, I picked up the silver-bound book they had left on the table. I turned the thin, yellowed pages until I reached a chapter titled "The Moon-Silence."

“The lands of Aurevia tremble. Thunder roars across mountains. The silver moon pulses low. Storm clouds tear across the sky as if the heavens themselves are enraged. The closer Kael draws to you, the more the world reacts. Wolves stir in fear. Pack leaders gather, Councils whisper, Some wish to destroy you both, believing it the only way to restore balance. They plan war.” My chest tightened and my heart raced. Fear coiled around me like a living thing. I remembered Kael’s confession about the Moon Goddess, and now everything seemed more complex. The punishment he bore, the chains he carried, and the shadow of destiny that followed him, all of it was more complex and terrifying than I had ev

It turned out to be Akira's voice. I looked back and could only see the darkness of the night. "Phew!" I breathed with a relieved voice, as I crossed the bridge of moon city. This was the beginning of my freedom. With the darkness of the night, I set out to wander in uncertainty. The beginning of my identity had come, and I wasn't going to be defined by a common rejection. Suddenly, I felt the presence of some unfamiliar scents around me. Before I could say Jack, they forcefully grabbed me.

**Reika/Zara** I spent most of the night perched near the window, my stare glued to the pale outline of the moon as it sank below the hills, giving way for the golden glow of dawn. My body was still, chilly, but my mind raced, unable to shake the feel of gloved hands bruising my chin, the stifling presence of the stranger, the chilling mention of a captain, and the whispered accusation that Zara had gone rogue. Who the hell was I inside?