Shadow Moon Ranch Novels & Stories

So you can only imagine the shock I felt, when she placed her hand on my belly, and insisted the energy within me was overwhelming! I pulled myself out of my thoughts, and focused on night ahead. The pack house was really jampacked with a lot of excited pack members. It was no surprise, seeing as the shadow moon festival was the most anticipated event of the year. The Shadow wolves were special wolves, tasked with the great duty of safeguarding and defending the pack, especially during rogue attacks. This was because of their ability to adapt to the colour of their surroundings, thereby taking their attackers by surprise. They were like Chameleons, but in form of wolves.

The journey to Moonlight Cottage took just ten minutes in the ornate, open-air carts that the Royal Pack used for traveling their extensive grounds. We followed winding paths along Shadowlight Lake's shore, the moonlight creating a silver path across the water beside us. As we rounded the final bend, the cottage came into view, and I gasped.

Jamal cherished their friendship dearly, unaware of Natasha's growing desire for something more. One Wednesday morning after a rigorous gym session, Natasha's car halted in an unfamiliar neighborhood. Rain started pouring heavily as she struggled to diagnose the issue. Her attempts to call for help were thwarted by a lack of signal, leaving her stranded. Fortunately, fate intervened as Jamal jogged by, recognizing Natasha and offering his assistance. He shielded her from the downpour and inspected the car, realizing it was beyond his expertise he then suggested they head to his nearby house while the rain persisted. Upon arriving, Natasha was grateful for his hospitality as he provided her w

Orange Street lights illuminated the bellies of the grey clouds that hung above and in the distance were the lit signs of stores and restaurants. Chloe didn’t recognise the place but something in the back of her mind told her this was a human settlement of some kind. It wasn’t in the same state but was also close enough to share the same kind of weather. The shadows circled around her legs, rubbing their pitch black pelts over Chloe’s naked skin. The fur was as cold as ice but as soft as silk and it tickled her fingers as she Idly reached out to touch them. It were the shadows that coaxed her to follow some invisible path set out just for her. Chloe wasn’t sure how she knew this, but the sha

But dead? “Last night, there was an incident between his clan and another rival clan. They were shooting at each other and it seems one truck your husband brought to the rival caught fire from the shooting.” “Shots? Trucks? How is Olivia? Agent Olivia...” I asked, startled. “Emily, what’s wrong?” asked Mike, startled by my agitation.

I pulled the hidden panel in the headboard out and put on my headset. “Pandora to Moon Shadow, online,” I said. The screen of the computer shifted as the computer recognized my voice and initialized the unlocking protocols to the private messaging board of Moon Shadow. In the wake of the chaos that had started to infect werewolf society after the rise of the vampire king, Moon Shadow was formed to help combat it. The organization was made up of only werewolves with awakened bloodlines. No one knew anyone’s real name, faces, or voices, but we all shared a common vision: bringing about the unity and peace of the werewolf world, freed from vampire interference.

My heartbeat thumps harder against my ribs as I force my face to hold back a massive smile. Eventually, the Nightclaw Rover slows down, turning into the long stone driveway of Horseshoe Creek Ranch. The ancient lodge sits in the distance, framed beautifully against the fading orange sun bleeding across hundreds of acres of wild grassland. Two valley wolves renovated the entire timber structure last winter, transforming the old house into a beautiful bed-and-breakfast. The owners fell madly in love after nearly tearing each other's throats out for the property rights. In the end, both beasts won because they locked the mate bond and now share the ranch operations.

“The question is, can you resist him when he comes for you?” The SUV slowed as we passed through this fancy iron gate with Shadowmere’s symbol—a silver wolf howling at a crescent moon. The land inside was amazing: rolling hills covered in forest, a clear lake that looked like a mirror, and this big set of buildings that looked both new and old. “Welcome to Shadowmere,” Kane said, his voice warm as we parked in front of what had to be the pack house—a huge place made of stone and wood that felt more like a home than a fortress.

Ethan Silvermoon is the second son of Alpha Raymond Silvermoon alpha of the spirit mountain pack in Nevada. For generations the spirit mountain pack has put their main focus on being the strongest pack in the country. It has become tradition that the alpha rules with an iron fist. Frequent and grueling training sessions were required for all packs members starting at age 5. The training started out easy focusing on defensive and conditioning techniques. The training would steadily become more difficult with each passing year. On top of everything else only behavior that the alpha deemed acceptable was allowed, there was no drama allowed and anyone who made a scene or did anything the alpha s

One year later… It was a cold winter with frost setting in on the grass and there wasn't much activity around, be it human or wild. It was one of the cons of living in the state of Montana but Adam and Camila couldn't have asked for anything better to start anew. The huge ranches in Missoula gave the perfect escape to the estranged couple. It had taken some of Frank's connections to get the ranch at a low low price. The previous owner had died of a cold a decade ago and the rumors of his wandering ghost didn't do any favors to the value of the estate. Adam was preparing the turkey for Thanksgiving dinner. They had invited only their closest friends. Adam had even offered to pay for the fligh