Ruined Kingdom Moons Novels & Stories

“Because the thing beyond the kingdom has finally noticed you.” Amara stiffened. “What thing?” Azrael looked toward the three moons. “The one even Silence fears.” The palace began trembling. The little girl’s silver eyes suddenly turned black. She whispered: “It’s here.” Lucian moved toward her. “What is?” The child pointed toward the palace ceiling. A fourth moon appeared. It was red. Blood-red. And something enormous was crawling out of it. Azrael whispered: “The Moon Eater.” The creature opened its gigantic mouth. And began swallowing the stars surrounding their kingdom.

I say, my words choked from my tears “I knew we’d meet one day. I just didn’t know it would be this soon. But I’m so thankful that I get to see you, hold you, and tell you how very proud I am of the woman that you’ve become Sloane. I’ve watched you grow up. I watched you work so hard in your life, overcoming so many obstacles, but still staying true to yourself. You may not have believed in yourself for a very long time, but Gillian and I have believed in you from the very beginning. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect heir. My daughter, the first female Alpha.” He pulls me against his chest when I begin crying again. When I get my tears under control again, I turn and look at Gillian.

The throne room of Moonlit Haven had not known such breathless anticipation in decades. Silver banners shimmered beneath vaulted arches, each embroidered with the sigil of the Moon Goddess—an open crescent cradling a star. Chandeliers of enchanted crystal floated overhead, glowing softly with lunar light that pulsed in time with the kingdom’s collective heartbeat. Today was supposed to be historic. The Blood Moon Festival approached, and with it, a coronation long delayed. With Aurelia missing—dead, rumored, reborn, whispered into myth—the kingdom had finally done the unthinkable.

"Moonwood Forest. The Old Shrine." "You know it?" "Ruins about thirty miles northeast. Moon Goddess temple, centuries ago. Abandoned." "Someone who can bypass Zoe's entire security grid. Someone who knows about my mother." I touched the crescent moon necklace at my throat. Mira's gift, the one link I had to a woman I'd never met. "I have to go." "You're not going alone." "I know." He studied me. Searching for the part where I argued, where I insisted on doing something reckless.

Lord Fuhler demanded, and at this point, the entire amusement drained from Rhode. “I understand that there cannot be two moons in the sky.” Rhode answered, the court members, Lord Fuhler especially, flinched back at this statement. Everybody knew the Luna of a pack was equivalent to the moon, and what he said could simply be interpreted in the sense that it was simply impossible for two queens to revolve around a king. “What are you talking about?” Lord Fuhler asked again, his voice deathly pale and Rhode smirked. “One moon is set to wed the sun, while the other moon faces an imminent eclipse, what moon in this case scenario would be more desperate?” He threw the question to the room, watchi

His words were simple, yet they held the weight of his unwavering loyalty, a bond forged in blood and fire. She let out a shaky laugh, a sound that was half sob, half relief, brushing hair from his forehead. “Rest now. You’ve done enough. More than enough.” As Kael’s eyes drifted closed, his breathing evening out as he succumbed to the healing sleep, Ariya’s eyes hardened, turning to the window where the moon watched silently, a silver orb in the inky sky. The world would learn. The Crimson Watchers would learn. Before she became the Moon Queen in truth, she would make sure no threat remained to her people. She would cleanse the lands of their shadow, no matter what it cost.

"Unfortunately, greediness seem to be greater than common-good." Indeed, I kept her far too long to be an expert of restraint. I do let her run free and let her fill her belly when the full moon arise which makes her even more uncontrollable. That is the only time I satiate the link between us, and though it was fulfilling, it bears great risk. Hunters and mercenaries alike make a goof bounty of big wildings and we may have been a victim once or twice, but we were lucky to escape them.

They believe that the moon is their rightful ruler (which is complete rubbish) and so everything in the "Moonlit Kingdom" has to do with, of course, the moon. On their flag, they have the moon and the stars, and they paint pictures of moons and wear blue all the time. They are nature-centric as well, because of their belief that if mankind ruins the earth, their precious moon gods would come down and destroy us all. I crack my knuckles and lay my elbows on the table.

The Temple of Moons lay in ruins. Once a sanctuary of stone, of trial and tradition, it now stood broken, its marble bones scattered like remnants of a fallen age. Where altars had once risen and judgments had once echoed, now only smoke and silence remained. Dust curled in the moonlight, thick as breath, as if the very air mourned what had been. Above, the sky churned with restless power. The three moons, silver, crimson, and black, remained locked in alignment, burning brighter than stars. The Eclipse of Kings had passed… but the world was still watching.

Was I the only one who did, outside the royal family of the Alphas? When Moon met my look, my shadows wrapped around him in a sensual caress. His magic wove out, tangling around mine, until I shuddered. I nodded go to the planets, and Moon took a deep breath, before he nodded. “If you single skins are keen to see a true savage wolve,” Moon dived go to the planets, shoving King against the wall and safe, “then you’ll be wanting the rebel Soon to be king of the Jungles.”