Sunrise X Moondrop Novels & Stories

Terrifying. We reached a small clearing, and I froze, my breath catching. There, nestled among the roots of an ancient oak, was a patch of Moonshade flowers—rare, delicate blooms that only unfurled under the light of a full moon. Their petals shimmered like liquid silver, glowing faintly in the dark, and I stepped closer, mesmerized. “Gods,” I whispered, crouching down. “I’ve never seen them in person.” Lucien paused beside me, his presence warm and solid. “They’re special,” he said softly. “Their scent changes with the moon’s phases—jasmine tonight, but by the waning gibbous, it’ll be something sharper, like clove.”

“But I’d be a Trojan Horse.” “If you’re comfortable with it, that would be helpful,” Thea said. “Who do you think will be at the summit?” “At least Crescent Moon, Mead Moon, Storm Moon, Far Side, Eclipse, Cold Moon, and Ice Moon. They were the packs that were upset about missing slaves. Possibly Moonrise and Chaste Moon. They’re neighbors with Crescent Moon. They probably think it’s safer to back them instead of New Dawn.” “Thank you, Alpha Ford,” Thea said. “I’m looking forward to our alliance and growing closer.”

Here's a little cheat sheet for the packs. Alpha Merrick and Luna Gracelyn - Harvest Moon Alpha Zion (currently unmated but that may change soon;)) - Blue Moon Alpha Aydin and Luna Tessa - Waning Moon Alpha Kolter and Luna Kinsley - Waxing Moon Alpha David and Luna Christina - Silver Moon ......................................................... “So,” she continued, her tone lighter, “with that being said, Blood Moon pack will not be a part of this war and I will be keeping a close eye on them.”

The lock clicked open and she stepped inside, shutting the door quietly behind her. The room smelled of ink and Victor-- Cedarwood and smoke. Sunlight filtered through tall windows, falling across overflowing bookshelves and an enormous desk covered with official documents. Everything was orderly just as Victor wanted it. At this point, she just had to be very careful so that he wouldn't know someone came in. As Selene tiptoed across the floor, careful not to make a sound, the only thing on her mind was finding anything connected to the Blood Moon Massacre. She opened the first drawer.

Juliana's smile widened, a glint of victory in her eyes. The next day, as Chester and Seth kept Juliana company, a shrill ringtone sliced through the air. Chester's heart clenched without warning. The moment the call connected, a mafia goon's voice, laced with panic, blurted out, "Mr. Kane, we've got a huge problem! At an old factory just outside town, they found a dead woman, her uterus missing, and she's got a birthmark on her arm just like Miss Tania's!"

Just separate figures, standing apart. Two souls picked one another when nothing was clear now they face what shines ahead. A quiet choice made long ago grows louder here, under open sky. One moment defined them, though neither spoke it aloud. Stillness between them says more than words ever could. Not perfect, never promised but present, arms slightly open. Light spilled across the valley as Moonhaven woke for the first true morning.

He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "I'm fine," I replied. How did I go about explaining that his people seemed to hate me? We got to the end of the small settlement, where a large house stood. Alexander suddenly grabbed my waist and set me down from the horse gently, then he followed suit and came down. "Welcome to the Moon Stone pack." Alexander murmured, his eyes on me, and I forced a smile. I certainly didn't feel welcome.

They look very much alike. "I've waited long to meet you. It's so nice to finally see you," she says, pulling me into a hug. I inhale there smell. Lavender. "Thank you," I whisper, wrapping my arms around her too. "Pardon my manners. I am Zara," she says warmly. "And I've got to show you everything," she says giddy. I become more relaxed. She breaks the hug and holds my hand as we walk to the other side where I hear noises. The sun is becoming hotter as noon draws nearer. "How is Peter and Jane?" she says stopping me in my tracks. "You know my parents?" She looks at me with her eyes narrowed to me. "Of course I do."