Sunrise X Moondrop Novels & Stories

His mother. He sank his fangs into her throat in a heartbeat. There was no time to react as he tore into her flesh, blood spurting from her artery as she screamed. Her hands tore at the creatures skin, but her own skin was breaking as she tried to break free. She was sobbing, but the sounds didn’t come as quickly as anyone thought. Slowly, she began to gurgle instead of cry. When the creature dropped her body, Liam felt as if he had died.

As dawn broke over the horizon, the first light of day spilled into the glade where Xienma, Xavier, and Cassie stood, still pulsing with the lingering energy of the Moonflower. The soft glow of the flower contrasted sharply with the brightening sky, casting an ethereal light across their tired faces. The battle with Drax’s minions had left them breathless, but the victory felt monumental, a testament to their strength and unity. Yet, with the sun rising, a sense of urgency began to settle in. They had only a fleeting moment of peace before the storm would return.

The pillar of light above them intensified until it was blinding, and then, as suddenly as it began, it vanished. The Threefold Eclipse was over. The sun, the greater moon, and the lesser moon drifted apart in the silent sky. In the sudden quiet, the only sounds were their ragged breaths. Zarek collapsed onto his side, his spent cock slipping from Odessa’s well-used pussy. Xandros lay beside them, his body humming, every nerve alight. Odessa lay between them, her chest rising and falling rapidly, a sheen of sweat making her silver skin glow. She turned her head to look at Xandros, then at Zarek. A slow, sated, triumphant smile spread across her lips.

Knox “Okay, everything is all set. I emailed the accommodation listings to Crystal Moon and Crimson Valley, and they will let us know when transportation for those attending tonight’s Supermoon Festival is enroute.” I look up from an expense report I’ve been combing over all morning to see the bright, blue eyes of my chosen mate sparkling in the morning sun. I push myself away from my desk and walk across the room to hers, I pull her to her feet and place open-mouthed kisses down her slender neck.

He was enough. “Yes, sunlight…” He chuckled softly in his deep, seductive tone. “Is that my new nickname?” “Yes,” I cautiously looked into his lustful eyes, biting my lower lips. He kissed my eyes and said, “well… this sunlight wants to show you…” “What?” “The sunrise… I want the very first rays of the new sun to touch you…” Amor wrapped me in a blanket and we were standing on the roof of the luna palace. The sky was in a rosy hue near the horizon, painted with clouds scattered all over the sky. The sky was vividly and deftly transitioning from red to white to shades of blue as the crepuscular rays sprawled in the ether.

was dead in the water. Livia tilted her head, giving a nasty chuckle. "If I were you, I'd hand in my resignation right now before things get even uglier." "Oh! Look at this!" Maeve came bursting into the room, sprinting toward us while holding her phone high in the air. "Moonlight Co. just made an official announcement!" Maeve panted, her eyes wide with excitement. "Aria's 'Flowing Light' collection is locked in as the flagship feature for their upcoming seasonal launch!"

“Under the light of the Moon Goddess, on behalf of the Elders of Crescent Moon Pack, I name you Luna.” The moonlight surged. Silver light poured down, enveloping me completely—warm, heavy, undeniable. It pressed into my skin and sank deep, settling into bone and soul alike. The clearing pulsed in response, ancient magic awakening as the Moon Goddess herself sealed the bond. I stood there, glowing, grounded, claimed—no longer just becoming. I was Luna.

The garden was unrecognizable beneath the silvery gaze of the full Hunter’s Moon. Once vibrant flowers now drooped and curled as though wilting under the weight of Erika’s apprehension. Clouds rolled sluggishly across the sky, dimming the moonlight. Rows of darkly clad Lycans gathered, their golden eyes gleaming like embers in the shadows. The air was thick with expectation, and Erika’s skin prickled with an uneasy awareness of every gaze trained on her.

Their fingers intertwined naturally, and together, they made their way downstairs, their steps in sync. The house was calm that morning, the sunlight streaming through the large windows, casting a golden glow on everything it touched. Lune felt the warmth of Arlo’s hand in hers, and the quiet moments between them weren’t filled with the tension from before. Instead, there was a softness in the air—a growing understanding, an unspoken bond that was beginning to deepen each day.