Stranger Things Moon Novels & Stories

Asteria POV. Looking into his beautiful violet-blue eyes, I smile to myself. When I think about me being a potential hybrid. That couldn’t be possible, could it? “When is the next full moon?” I ask as he pulls his phone from his back pocket and types away on it. “Three weeks.” He shows me the screen on his moon app and it’s not just any moon, it’s a super moon. “Ok, we can work with this. You are already changing. For your first shift, we will need to be at the beach mansion.” I tell him and he looks at me, confused.

“I didn’t come here to argue with guardians.” My throat tightened. “Then why are you here?” The answer came simply. “For you.” Caelum stepped forward instantly. “Not happening.” The stranger ignored him. His gaze never left mine. “You broke eternity,” he repeated. “Now the moon is dying.” Cold dread spread through my chest. “That’s not possible.” “Look at the sky.” I did. The fracture across the moon had widened. Barely visible. But growing. My stomach dropped. The man’s voice softened slightly.

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said

Admiral smiled hard then looked at Moon, I looked at Moon who still had no emotion. "Moon, are you okay? Did they do something to you? Everything is planned Moon, we'll take you back from them." I said in her mind. Moon smiled at me and approached causing them to surprise admiral and admin. Moon could only look at me when she suddenly strangled me and lifted me into the air. Fly and Rain were immediately alarmed. But I signaled to them not to move. "This man, is not an assistant of that creature." I was nervous at the sudden seriousness of Moon's voice, as if she was not the one in front of me now because her voice was so serious and her eyes and face were emotionless.

What if something went wrong and suddenly, they felt the earth shake beneath their feet, they stumbled from where they stood, supporting their balance with anything they could find to keep standing while Shailyn fell on her face, gasping in shock. "Is this Rapture?!" Shailyn yelled, flinching and jerking when they heard thunder and lightning over their heads. Maye chuckled. "You silly fairy, it's time for the blue moon" "I want to see!" Shailyn yelled over the loud vibration of the earth. She witnessed the blood moon, why couldn't she witness the rise of a blue moon as well. She gasped when a chill raced down her spine, she heard the gasps of the others, meaning they felt it too.

“Something smaller. Something that can cross before He does. A feeler. A thorn. A child.” Baylee’s stomach turned, bile rising. “No.” “Listen,” the Moon whispered, sudden urgency flaring in Her voice. “Listen to Me, Baylee Vale. He will send something that is not Him. It will beg.” Baylee’s breath caught. “It will smell like the ones you cannot lose,” the Moon said. “It will use their faces. It will use their voices. It will tell you, ‘just open the door a little, just a little, just enough to let me through so I can stay, so I don’t have to go back.’ It will cry. It will scream. It will tell you you are cruel if you say no.”

I looked out the kitchen window toward the north, where the jagged peaks of the mountains met the horizon. During the day, it looked peaceful, but I remembered the eerie, silver-root fog from my vision. “Maybe she doesn't mean the calendar moon,” Malcolm suggested, his voice tight. He set his coffee aside, the steam rising unheeded. “Maybe she means the 'Moon Phase' of the ritual. If the Puppet Master is using the baby as an anchor, he might be creating his own 'moon' a spiritual peak that doesn't follow the sky.” He gripped the edge of the counter, his knuckles turning white. “Or worse... she sent this yesterday, and it only just went through. Which means the signal in the Guardian Quarter

His nose was reddish. "What's wrong?" Lucas asked, and placed his phone back on the cabinet beside him. "You looked lanky." "Haven't you forgotten the date today?" Moon dejectedly replied and laid his back uncomfortably on his bed. He covered himself with the white blanket he has. "Check it. Hope you haven't forgotten already." Lucas opened his phone. It was past twelve. What's the matter with Moon? And what's the date he was talking to? September 13, 12:17 am.

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

He briefly exchanged greetings with me before hurrying back. "I've been busy all day, patrolling with a few soldiers during the day, and then helping set up the hall for tomorrow's ceremony. Well, see you tomorrow!" He bid us farewell and drove away in a Ford F-150. At night, I lay alone in bed, feeling hot all over, my mouth parched, and my mind restless. When the Moon Goddess created werewolves, she bestowed upon us the speed and strength of wolves and the intelligence of humans, but she also bound us to the instincts of animals. Every full moon, when a werewolf turns 18, they go through a week-long heat cycle, and only a mate can soothe the restlessness of the heat. Rose kept urging me to