The Moon Over The Ruined Castle Novels & Stories

I’ve been up for days planning this, researching the castle, figuring out the movements of the staff and guards, and for what? It might be enough, I think, as I walk down the street, cutting between alleys and crossing intersections until I reach a run-down block of apartment buildings near the outskirts of town. There was once a great crystal castle built in this same area, overlooking the lake and valley where the new city of Moonrise now rests. Now, it’s nothing but rubble and the forest has taken it back, new growth trees bending in the wind as the storm funnels over the lake.

"Who's there?" The sound of the wind scraping the castle walls was barely audible above Luna's voice. Her hands clasped the shredded sheet she had wrapped around herself like armour as her voice failed in the huge room's darkness. Through the tall, gothic windows, the pale light of the crescent moon crept through, creating skeletal shadows on the stone floor, and every element of the chamber seemed to breathe, to hum with invisible eyes.

“I’ll make sure she’s there.” “Behave.” I rolled my eyes. All I needed right now was for him to tell Brenna something and make a spectacle in front of everyone.” “Who, me?” His eyes widened innocently, but he hurried off before I could say anything more. The limos pulled in and were guided to park along the edge of the huge circular, cobblestone driveway that blended perfectly with the castle. A fountain with a stone statue of the Moon Goddess, Selene, was in the center, the Moon behind her head. Her hands were open, and water poured from her palms. It was beautiful and added to the old-world ambiance of the castle.

Harry took a deep breath. He clutched his cell phone in one hand and still hesitated to seek advice from his people. They had finally arrived at Emmanuelle's estate, and Harry was amazed at where his Mate lived. The castle that served as her home, the floral smell of the surrounding nature, the sound of crickets echoing through the vines. A lump had formed in his throat as he realized what his Mate would have to give up by becoming his Mate and taking on the role of Luna of the Red Moon.

He gulped, feeling goosebumps on his skin, blood moon, blue moon, he could hear the laughter of his enemies echoing in his eyes. "Now I know why we couldn't find her soul" Erroll shook, staring at the moon with admiration. "A witch kept it safe" King Caesar's eyes darkened. "It has to be one of the originals" Erroll shrugged. "Two escaped after all" he turned to the King, he could feel the anger raging from him as he glared at the moon like it had everything against him "I believe you know what this means?" "Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen"

The waterfall just made it more exquisite. I had gone around these woods before, but I never realized that there was a beautiful spring here. “Do you remember when we were kids, there was this tale about Moon Goddess descended to the Earth on the night of the brightest Full Moon?” Elliott asked, almost with a whisper because he didn’t want to ruin the nature’s sound.

The Crossovers Are Just To Solve The Love Problems Of Other OCs … Night. The cold, night wind howled gently as if caressing one’s smooth cheeks like a lover. Hail stood on the balcony of the castle as he gazed at the billions of stars casting different colors as they all sparkled like diamonds in the darkness of the night sky that was filled with them. But, there is nothing brighter than the full, round moon.

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the pack braced itself for the battle to come, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over the determined faces of those ready to defend their home. Suddenly, the ground beneath the pack’s courtyard trembled violently, cracks spreading like spider webs across the earth. The skies above darkened, swirling with ominous red clouds, and a low, guttural rumble filled the air. Then, in a deafening roar, fiery red portals erupted across the horizon, burning bright against the darkness.