Sunrise And Moondrop Novels & Stories

Edeline Outside, the moon had finally risen above the treetops, casting a soft glow that filtered through the leaves, which fluttered and danced in the gentle breeze. Autumn was approaching, its presence evident in the crisp air and falling leaves. The moonlight illuminated my room with a calming, ethereal glow. I stared up at the moon, wishing for healing, hoping for strength. I needed to develop a stronger will. I pleaded silently for a solution, for a way to address all the mistakes and find a path through this painful situation.

It was a future filled with promise, and they knew that they would do everything in their power to make it a reality. And so, they stood there, gazing at the moon, their spirits soaring as high as the stars. They were the true moon pack, and they would be forever. The new beginning. The night had passed, and a new day dawned. The sun rose over the horizon, its light illuminating the world. And with the dawn, came a new beginning. Alpha Wade stood on the shore, watching the sun rise, feeling the warmth of its rays on his fur. And as he watched, he felt a renewed sense of purpose and strength.

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

As she stepped onto the festival grounds, her breath caught. All around her, the clearing was alive with vibrant colors and decorations. Strands of lights draped between trees, their warm golden glow illuminating the space like starlight caught in branches. The air was thick with the spicy-sweet scents of cinnamon, nutmeg, and fresh pine resin, and soft drumming pulsed in the distance, the beat low and primal, echoing through her chest like a heartbeat. Every sound, every movement seemed to fall into rhythm with the beat, as if the Blood-Moon itself was alive and calling to them.

I don't have time for a mate. "Welcome everyone to our Red Moon Festival. Please make yourselves comfortable. The run will start in approximately 10 minutes! We will meet back here after the run and announce any mated couples should you be so lucky to find the other half of your soul bestowed upon you by the Moon Goddess herself! Let's have a fun run everyone!" I finish speaking loudly to the giant crowd as I meet the other Alpha's and Luna at the bottom of the stairs.

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.

The Moon Goddess did not appear again since as She said that was Her last, even so, they still have the seed of moonlight that She left them that they will cultivate and pass on to those who will be next in their blood. Several rainy seasons and summers passed; the weeks, months, and years flew fast, the little seed has finally become a fruit and its grace to the Cohens is a unique ability that will be theirs. And as a tribute to their mother who gave them, the sacred moonlight that resides in them, they called it... "Moon Drip".

Lydia’s window was half open, letting in the scent of moss, pine, and something else—faint traces of wolf and Lycan mingled in the air, ancient and pulsing with quiet power. As the car turned a gentle bend, the town emerged like a secret tucked into the heart of the woods. Small homes with wooden walls and wide porches dotted the hillside, some with lines of drying laundry flapping in the breeze. Smoke curled from chimneys, and children ran barefoot through the grass, their laughter echoing across the road. The heart of the pack was both wild and domestic, free yet deeply bound. The forest eventually gave way to a massive iron gate etched with runes, guarded by two warriors in uniform. The m

Although, he would never know that. My heart still ached at the thought when I woke up. The sun was already rising as I held the cup of coffee while watching it rise from my unit. I am a lover of sunrise and I am a morning person. I would never start a day without looking at the run rises wherever I am. And, a cup of coffee will also make my day. Although, I am feeling lazy today. What? Am I broken? “Okay. It’s another day.” I whispered to myself. “Why am I getting sad over him?”

Tapestries depicting battle scenes or precious moments between passionate lovers adorned the walls, their threads shimmering brightly as though imbued with magic. The ceiling was one large mural surrounding two separate skylights. They were positioned parallel from one another, mere feet apart. Orion’s voice tickled the shell of my ear, “This is Lunette and Solana’s home within the city of Dusk and Dawn. Those skylights are where the sun and moon land when they’re at their highest points. It’s a tribute to both the Goddesses.” “It’s beautiful.” I found myself saying. A loud caw sounded as a phoenix flew into the room, it’s wings splayed as it raced towards its perch nestled between two ornat