Study Moon Novels & Stories

"They don't take new wolves. We haven't been trained properly. It could unsafe for us. They're a small pack, only consisting of 5 or something, but what they lack in numbers they make up in strength." "Why are they stirring up trouble?" I ask flopping on the bed next to Mikki. Pale moon light pushed through the window, leaving a stretched rectangle over the floor and halfway across the bed. She shrugs and looks out the window. "Wanting more land or something." We sat there for a long while before Mikki stands swiftly. "You hungry?" "Kinda." I say dragging myself off the bed. Half the house was lit. With the pack leaving suddenly the hallway light was on, the lounge room, the kitchen, several

With all the events with Moon, she drifted off. Moon's heart was beating so fast when he reached his Villa. Zeus noticed that, and asked him the reason. Moon brushed it off and went to his room. He didn't eat anything and went to bed. He wanted to see her again, but that could only happen in the morning. Next morning Moon woke up all fresh. He took a quick shower and changed into Black jeans and gray t-shirt. He went downstairs and had his breakfast. Zeus was getting worried about his behavior, Moon used to wait for his brother and whenever he visited, they used to spend a lot of time together. But this time he was barely talking to Zeus. Moon bid his goodbyes and went to his car. Zeus asked

Marcus joked along and we all laughed. I looked at Wyatt and Zen and turned back my focus on the three wolves, "The lesser powerful a potion made from a moonflower that is rare to find and only a few know how it looks and what is exactly used from the flower for the potion." I said, making Tanner clap his hands and point a finger at Logan and Marcus, "See I was right!" We all laughed at his enthusiasm. I continued, “The second one grants better results as it is obvious from our week experiment.”

No one is allowed to step on it unless their painted wolf Alpha permitted you. Our attention was pinned to Alpha Arva when she talked about how Sun is an inferior God to Moon. Moon was just a reflection of the Sun. To keep the wolf continent alive and the raging seas calm at night, the Sun gave light to the coal-like sphere called the Moon. Alpha Arva went on to tell how they greatly revered the Sun and impart their knowledge about the ocean and their tattoos. All stories are now written on paper; not just told by elders.

“When the right hour reaches, I go to the highest mountain close to me and start connecting myself with the moon’s corpse and calling it through meditation.” “But the moon and you aren’t the same beings?” That made me confused as lots of us werewolves thought that the moon did not have a human form. “No.” She laughs. “Yes, it’s very common for your species to think like that but the moon you see up in the sky most of your nights is a celestial corpse in space that gravitates around the earth.” “So human science and our mythology are both right?” I was taken by surprise. “Of course, there is scientific proof that the moon gravitates around the planet earth.” She said as she guided me through

Clearly he was also battling with his wolf. “Anytime from now to the next day but the super moon should speed things up.” The moon. Lori looked up at the moon and instantly felt dizzy. She blacked out.

"You think you’re here to exploit a weakness. But look closer, Kael." I didn't reach for my blade. I reached for the air itself. I called upon the Moonveil energy—the deep, cold, crystalline power that had been dormant for three millennia. I pulled it from the earth, from the river, and from the very marrow of my bones. The bridge exploded with white, silver light. It wasn't an explosion of heat; it was an explosion of presence. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient sovereignty. The silver light wreathed my body, lifting my hair, turning my eyes into twin pools of liquid mercury.

Alfred buttressed. “Wow!! That’s a great discovery. The moon can therefore not be called the earth’s twin,” Sarah said. “Yeah, you are right,” Alfred said. “Can we call the moon a luminous object?” Brown said. “I don’t think we can because the moon cannot produce its own light,” Smith said. “Really?” Sarah said. “Yeah; Smith is right. The moon gets its light from the sun’s reflection,” Raphael chipped in. “You guys are scholars, you know. Well, Sarah, Smith and Raphael are right because I read that too,” Alfred said.

I turned to the second page and continued reading aloud: CHAPTER ONE - HISTORY OF THE MOON The history of the gods and goddesses of the moon spans various cultures and mythologies. Selene (Greek Mythology): Selene is the Greek goddess of the moon, often depicted as a beautiful woman with a crescent moon on her head, riding a chariot across the night sky. She is the daughter of the Titans Hyperion and Theia, and the sister of Helios (the sun god) and Eos (the dawn goddess). Selene had many romantic liaisons, the most famous being her love for the mortal shepherd Endymion, whom she put into an eternal sleep to keep him forever youthful.

I glance at him, trying to catch any glimmer of emotion behind his eyes. “These stars are the Moon Lake, which is exactly what it sounds like. Four of the seven planetary structures are, in fact, moons. Big ones. I believe they used to orbit around something here, but now they’re freely orbiting objects locked in place by this star, and that star, and they dance, reflecting light like lanterns on a lake.” “And what do the witches use that for?”