Sunrise X Moondrop Novels & Stories

Tillamuk pointed out. I nodded at him. Xlythenteum more than any of us knows what those two packs are capable of. He came to us after his clan was wiped out. His father tried to kidnap the previous Luna of the Blue Lunar Eclipse Pack. Xlythenteum’s mother was not his father’s fated mate and for some reason he had developed an obsession with the Luna. Xlythenteum is half vampire and half wolf. His mother was the daughter of an alpha that his father kidnapped years before. She happened to be someone else's fated mate, but he had become obsessed with her. Xlythenteum had been away when the pack attacked his clan. His father was the first one killed which was not unexpected. The only other to su

Xante quickly made a shushing motion by putting her finger to her lips before gesturing with her eyes at the fast-asleep Corinne. Only then did Sunny realize he was being too loud. He pursed his lips and shut up. Seeing Corinne fast asleep, Xante stood up and pulled the blanket around her before walking over to the sofa and sitting to play on her phone to kill time. She knew Sunny would persist in asking questions if she stayed sitting beside Corinne, and she did not want to risk another outburst from him. Sunny scooted closer to her when he saw she was playing a game. 'Wow, her level is quite high. And her username is Little Rain Drop…? Why does that sound so familiar?'

Even with the moon as a source of light, along with the lights inside the castle, I can see him sweating and acting like he doesn't know what I'm talking about when he was the one who brought it up. "Yeye," I say sternly and cross my arms over my chest. "You better tell me, or I will not let Takkar give you the herbs you took. And I know you took some when you left that day." The day he left for his journey was when Takkar told me some of his rare herbs, such as Thimbleberry, Sweet Ribwort, and Silkweed, were plucked. Each of them is deadly but has a sweet scent that sometimes confuses their cousins - the Moutain Red Snowdrops, Windroot, and the Fluxroot. The three poisonous plants are used

Adam drew me close and kissed his mark on my neck to let me know it was okay, but I knew he was worried. "It is not like I can't power the weapons, but the celestial magic makes them limited to day and night only when the sun or moon is out. They won't be able to use it during an eclipse or a new moon, meaning they would have to carry two of the same kind of weapon, one powered by the sun and the other powered by the moon." I told him through the mind link, and he sighed. "That is not good," he linked back, and I felt him getting worried.

"Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

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

I signed it in the old script, the one my father had spent three years drilling into me as a boy, the formal Vasari signature that moved the full weight of the bloodline behind it, pressed the seal into the wax while it was still hot. I set it on the corner of the desk and looked at the ceiling. My reasons were strategic. Pack law where human security failed. Victoria was a werewolf. She understood bloodline authority in her bones. The ward binding made Elara untouchable in a way that hired muscle simply did not. I told myself that. At four in the morning, in the silence, I told myself that. I meant most of it. I pulled up the alley's surveillance feed at five. One camera, mounted at the bad

He raised his head at Matt at the alarming question raised. "That should be this full moon." Alpha Andrea finally answered even with Fiona's intent to intrude, I smirked behind my puffy face from the food I was trying hard to masticate. "Oh I see, that is perfect timing, the season of the Moon Goddess, blessing the Aloha and his Luna, we could have what such auspicious date, but we're so engrossed in each other that as a common Gemma and Omega we choose a normal day." Matt let out his hand scrolling through his phone and Alpha Andrea's eyes were red, and the redness I could see calming to purple anytime soon.

Melanie nodded coyly, looking open to share more. “The Sun and Moon collection features a series of opposites. Since you have one male and one female model, why are you making them pose together? They should be separated and on opposing ends. That would better reflect how gloriously the sun and the moon complement each other while not interfering with each other,” Jeffrey explained gruffly. “I didn’t expect President Morgan to be so well-versed in artistic promotion!” Linda chuckled, and rested her chin on her hand. “You’re a generous man, President Morgan. I love working with generous people. That settles it, then. We’ll work together for the better in entering the domestic market.”

The suspended droplets vibrated, a hard, bright halo around them. Mirra turned, hunger and reverence burning green in her gaze, and she found Ronan’s mouth as he rose to taste her. Their lips met above Selene’s shuddering body, the tang of moon and tide and sweat mingling. Ronan’s hand slid along Mirra’s flank, pulling her down until her body pressed flush against Selene’s; Mirra’s thigh slipped between Selene’s, slick with dew and heat, her weight a grounding force. The moss yielded, lush and living, beneath the tangle of their limbs.