Novel & Cerita Shoot For The Moon

One fateful night, as the Red Teary Moon Pack camped beneath the open sky, a celestial event unfolded before their eyes. The night sky transformed into a mesmerizing canvas adorned with streaks of light as shooting stars blazed across the horizon. The pack members gazed in awe, their hearts filling with wonder and a sense of connection to the vast expanse of the universe. Liam's voice was hushed with reverence, "Look at the shooting stars, each one carrying a wish upon its tail. This is a rare gift from the cosmos, an invitation to share our hopes and dreams with the universe."

"And Lyra had to stop trying to stab it with arrows." "You fired THREE arrows at the moon." Kaelin was doubled over now. "Three actual arrows straight up into the sky." "They came back DOWN." Serna started laughing again. "Nearly hit Garrick in the HEAD." "He was SO mad." Rhea snorted. "Kept yelling about attempted murder." "It was the MOON'S fault." Serna said it in Lyra voice again. "Moon should've caught them." They laughed til they couldn't breathe, til tears were running and stomachs cramping. Serna finished her first bottle, reached for another.

“Good. Moon was attacked three days ago and our doctors haven’t been able to figure out what was done to him.” She waited, confused. He remained silent. “How was he attacked? Why call me? I’m a psychologist. Was it a mental break caused by the trauma he suffered? What exactly happened to him?” “No. Yes. Maybe. He was shot with what we believe was a high-powered dart rifle while he patrolled one of our walls. We haven’t been able to identify the drug yet but it’s not a breeding drug. We’re working on finding out what it was.” “Okay.” She waited for more details.

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

~STORM As I sit here under the soft glow of the moon, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. The moon goddess has truly blessed me in ways I never thought possible. I look around at my beautiful family, and my heart swells with joy. My twins, Selene and Kingdom, are the light of my life. Their laughter fills our home with warmth, and their love is a constant reassurance of how lucky I am.

I looked at Moon holding Zero's bow. My forehead furrowed, as she took the arrow and released it. The arrow turned into Five, I swallowed. She was able to hold Zero's bow. I immediately approached Shadow. "Shadow." I called so he looked at me. "Look at Moon." I said so he looked at Moon. "What's up?" He asked. "She's holding Zero's arrow." I said so he looked at Moon again and looked at me. "Isn't it true that none of us can hold that bow so we can't get a shot." I said. He looked at me.

"They think they’re chasing a fleet. They don't realize they’re chasing a 'Storm'." The gliders didn't head for the horizon. They headed for the "Shattered Moon." If the Curators wanted to play with gravity and light, the Union would show them what a century of living in the soot had taught them about "Structural-Dissonance." They weren't running away; they were repositioning for the "Lunar-Siege."

Other than that, you can all go enjoy yourself". Waylen didn't want to miss the chance although he wasn't really strong. He would have stayed behind but he couldn't. The full moon comes once in a lifetime and they gotta find their mate during those moments. He's most likely going to see his destined mate which the moon goddess must have chosen for him in this hunting which is the reason why he doesn't want to stay behind. And finally, they all wait patiently as the full moon reflects on them. And not quite long, some transition was taking place. Some of them could be seen struggling to shapeshift at the moment as some of them scream in pain and while some transit freely under thirty seconds.

(Third-person's POV) Two months had passed since Shannon Miles' magazine shoot. The November issue of "Moon" magazine was released on the first day of November. This was Shannon's comeback magazine in the supernatural entertainment industry. Fans rushed to like the photos while rivals swarmed to find flaws. They couldn't find any fault with Amber's photography work. The photos showcased Shannon's ethereal beauty perfectly. The magazine's official account posted twelve photos. Each one maximized Shannon's charm and unique beauty that transcended typical werewolf model aesthetics.

Aaron walked behind her and pulled her top upwards. “What is it? Aaron? Why are you not saying anything?” Evelyn asked when we stood still from shock after seeing her back. “You… uh, Eve…your back…” We were not able to coax any words out. “Leave it, I'll see myself” She walked towards the mirror and tried to see her back. The moment she saw something glowing on her back, her eyes were out of socket as well. “What is this?... Is this?...” “Yes, a moon is carved on your back… which is shining, I think”.