Shadows In The Moonlight Novels & Stories

he confessed as his fingers gently traced my face, revealing his innermost feelings. By now, it was late in the evening, and the moon was high in the blue-gray sky. The cool moonlight seeped through the window into the room. The gentle summer night breeze rustled the sheer curtains. Shadows danced on the walls and floor, like little forest spirits. Norton lowered his head and inched closer to my lips. Just as our kiss was about to land, Lola's voice suddenly echoed from outside the door. "Daddy! Mommy! What are you doing in there?"

But then, the door creaked open, revealing Vincent’s tall, elegant silhouette framed against the warm glow of candlelight within. “Aurora,” he breathed, his voice a low, husky caress that sent shivers down her spine. His dark eyes, pools of shadow in the moonlight, locked onto hers with an intensity that made her breath catch. Without a word, he stepped aside, inviting her into the sanctuary that felt like a world apart from the dangers of Mooncrest.

Curious, he entered to discover a young woman dusting the sofas. Having just completed her cleaning duties, Caitlin decided to give the sofas one final dusting. Mesmerized by her singing, Kane stood there listening attentively, almost as if he were under a spell. With a smile on his face, he approached her slowly, eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious woman with such an angelic voice. Startled, Caitlin noticed a shadow looming over her and turned around. They found themselves face to face, and the smile vanished from Kane's face as he immediately recognized her.

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

Shadow’s body shifted to the side following the line of the bed as their bodies' weight was imbalanced. The tiny Shadow was tossed, little, to the side as soon as the heavy bone that individual dipped further into the bed, putting their all weights. By doing so, her face was exposed by the moonlight. “You…” The man was tongue-tied. Shadow let the man do whatever he wanted. Her eyelids blinked slowly, unperturbed by the intruder nor paid attention to him. The man’s green eyes quivered as he worshipped her glorious face. She looked radiant under the moonlight presence. Her eyes glittered beautifully, it drove him nearly crazy. She was still as radiant as on earth.

Noelle's sharp eyes hadn't missed my ring, though, and we'd spent a few minutes squealing in the kitchen pantry. "I'm so happy for you both!" She was jumping up and down and hugging me at the same time. I couldn't help laughing while we bounced. I was a little worried about the next night, my first full moon. I hadn't lost control of my wolf since that day in the forest, but I was afraid of what might happen with the moon so bright in the sky. Derek held me close and promised me that I wouldn't lose control. The pack started showing up just before dark. Most of them stripped immediately, leaving tidy little piles of clothes and shoes around the room. Then they walked out on to the deck and s

MARCELLO It was at the darkest time of the night that she usually came out to swim in the river, and I would watch as her clothes would fall to the ground, exposing her skin like milk. The first time I saw her, I was high up in an oak tree, watching out for intruders as it was my turn that night. As soon as I sighted her, my first instinct was to attack, but the moon cast its silver glow on her face and I was stopped in my tracks. I had simply not seen anything like her before. Her grey eyes caught the moonlight beautifully and, at that moment, all I wanted to do was to watch her exist.

she tells me once again. I think about it for a while. Fate. I'm one who believes in that more than any other person, and I remember clearly my talks with Vanessa on this subject. I used to be the big head, but now I say it's a bit hard to think it's not my fault. However, the consolation is needed as I don't want to start spiraling back into that place where I felt depressed and haunted myself. "You have to be very careful this time around from now on," she tells me again. "The Shadow Clan is getting more and more serious and even desperate. They won't send me now if I won't do it, and it's clear that I won't," she says.

Invasion of Shadows Nyra’s POV The full moon rose like a silver blade over the hills. Its light spilled across our pack grounds until every roof and tree glittered with white fire. The air was cold enough to sting my lungs. It carried the charged hum of something old and waiting. Even the shadows seemed to pulse. The very earth knew what was coming. Tonight was the night.

That she'd sacrificed everything for them. But the woman was already gone, disappearing back into the crowd of celebrating pack members. Pack members who had accepted Isla as their Luna. Who preferred Isla to Lyra. Lyra stood alone in the growing darkness. The sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and red. Like fire. Like blood. She watched through the window as the pack celebrated. As Marcus held Isla close, his hand on her waist with the casual intimacy of years together. As her mother smiled at children who weren't hers. As everyone she'd ever known and loved proved they'd never really known or loved her at all.