Shoot For The Moon Novels & Stories

Two with hoods on their heads were forced to their knees. Angelo threatened me, Moon answered his phone, and all hell broke loose, which finally pulled me out of my zombie-like state. Moon pushed me down and I hit the ground hard. I couldn’t care less that bullets were flying; all I wanted was Rack. I pushed Moon’s hand aside when the gunshots stopped and he tried to help me rise. I was so damn angry. Ripping off his fingers with my teeth was a very real possibility.

In my mind, all roads led to this, but Skylar had come in and wrecked it all. I came across a guy asking a girl to be his date to the Moon Ball in the corridor. He had moonshade flowers, an entourage, and all the bells and whistles he could think of. I watched with envy and a sprinkle of jealousy as it unfolded before me. I wanted that from Ash Gunner.

He pulled the bow full of the moon, looked slightly, and pointed at the Bloody Moon in the air! "What?" "This fellow..." "There has been Hou Yi's shooting sun since ancient times, and now there is a demon god shooting moon?" "Is he kidding? How can he shoot it down?" The group of people looked at each other in dismay! "Swish!" The arrow shot out! The Heavenly Fire Arrow suddenly went straight. After shooting, the moon wheel also quickly caught up with the Heavenly Fire and integrated with it. The red and blue arrows were like light, attacking the Bloody Moon!

Not a single one hit the targets. “No... impossible!” Aria stood frozen, staring at the target—completely peppered, but none of her bullets had hit. Seeing how perfectly lined up the shots were, her face went pale and her mind raced. In the shooting world, there’s this legend—a marksman who can reload ten magazines in a minute, with bullet patterns so precise and impressive they look like a National Day parade. Full of style and pride. A once-in-a-lifetime shooting prodigy, known only as Moonshade—a mystery who’s talked about but never actually seen.

She buried herself under her blankets, letting the silence consume her as she tried to ignore the pounding of her own heart. In the dimness of her room, as daylight faded and the shadows grew long, Channary clutched her pillow, sinking deeper into her shame. The Moon had betrayed her, left her vulnerable, her mate unclaimed. She was the Alpha’s daughter, Moon-Kissed and blessed, yet here she was, abandoned and marked only by the emptiness of broken promises.

“I don’t have time for this, and I don’t want to hurt you. Let Trey know I won’t be his pawn, and since he doesn’t regard me as a sister, he can forget he ever had one.” There was a smile on his face. “Hurt me?” She breathed in the crystalline air of the Mojave Forest behind the compound, moonlight flowing through her veins. The crowd gasped, transfixed by the glow of Emory’s electric green eyes — eyes that matched those of the moon goddess Aworyn. She felt the furious power of the full moon course through her as she shifted into full hunter form: larger than the wolves, but not quite on par with the Lycians who retained their humanoid shape while transformed.

He heard the old man grumble as he went back to the kitchen to get Tarrin the chocolate milk in new cup. Once the old butler brought him the to go cup, they said their goodbyes. Walking out into the chilly night air, Tarrin took a deep breath and looked up towards the moon. It wouldn’t be long and the soft hay colored glow would be in full circle while he was locked up for the night. He felt a twinge of longing to see the moon when it was full, Tarrin couldn't remember what it looked like, even if he caught a glimpse after the wolf came out, he still forgets by morning.

She said, batting her eyelashes at my parents. “That’s very nice of you. Sure!” Mom said, looking at Dad, who nodded at the same time. “Oh, I’ll only come if Izobel will come,” Amber said, pouting and fluttering her eyelashes to me. I gawked at her. ‘Come on, Amber! Tomorrow’s full moon. It might be my time to shine! Hello? A little consideration, please!’ “Of course! Um... Izobel should come, too.” She said, hearing her sigh.

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

he said. “No—it’s not!” Before he could respond, the space around us shifted. The darkness trembled. And then— Light. A sudden burst of silver light exploded above us, illuminating everything in a cold, eerie glow. The moon. But not like any moon I had ever seen. It was too close. Too bright. Too powerful. My wolf surged violently inside me, reacting instantly. A sharp gasp left my lips as something deep within me answered the call. “Aria,” Kael warned.