Tsukimichi Moonlit Fantasy Novels & Stories

He felt a low vibration in the tree-trunk, he lay both of his hands. “Luan?!” he calls. “My Dear moonlight” he said. A string of light came out from Aelius pinky, then climb up until it reaches the treetop. In the road of darkness, Stella saw a string of light wrapped around her pinky. Then another string of light appeared from the direction of Aelius. It was as if, he is reaching out for her.

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

Water descended from the sky in minuscule drops that mirrored the light of the waning moon. Each tiny drop was a microcosm of the universe of alternating light and shadow, of shifting energies and swirling galaxies, gleaming like diamonds at one instant and then absorbing light and color in a moment.

My titanium board with the Crimson Fangs sticker (Sânge Furtună) leans beside Remy’s claw-and-wind deck. Seras flops onto the biggest cloud-bed, arms spread. Seras: “I’m calling dibs on the sunbeam that follows you around. For napping.” Lucian sits on the edge of the firepit, wings draping like a thundercloud cape. Lucian: “We’re really doing this. No adults. No prophecy. Just… us.” Kayo raises a mochi in toast. Kayo: “To the dorm that knows us better than we know ourselves.” We all raise whatever we’re holding (mochi, coffee that just appeared, a lightning bolt I pulled out of thin air).

DO YOU HATE ME? TRIVIA'S POV. “Fucking hell!” I screamed, shielding my eyes from the blinding light that attacked my orbs. “I'll get the binds for you.” Erebus's familiar voice called out to me. “Better now?” He asked. Slowly, I pushed open my orbs, and it did feel better. The room was somewhat dark, yet I could see it in a very bright way. Something was odd, different maybe. I felt... heightened by a bit. Or was it merely my imagination?.

The teacups were unlike any I had seen before, ornate silver cup holders about three inches high with clear glass cylinders rising out of them. "Tasha, your teacups are beautiful." She smiled with quiet pleasure, "Thank you. They are podstakannik, from my homeland. I used to have silver ones, but as you surely know silver and wolves don't mix so well together. My Vigo had these made for me of stainless steel so we could still enjoy a little bit of Mother Russia."

Their leader was the Moonlight Fairy, her entire body twirling with Chaotic Mists. In the moonlit night, the successor of Miaoyu Bordello had looked even more ravishing, dazzling the eyes. The moment she came out, it seemed as if all the moonlight between heaven and earth had converged upon her. Her whole being emanated an infinite silvery brilliance, like a sovereign goddess proudly towering between heaven and earth. Golden Cicada opened his palm, releasing a wisp of Buddha's Aura. Staring at the Moonlight Fairy, he enunciated word by word, "Hand her over."

A bright full moon emerged on a silent night. There was no star in the sky, but the luminous glow of the mystic moon gave it an enchanting beauty. In the depths of a thick forest in a suburb, the air was so quiet that it even felt weird. The wind blew heavily, and someone was screaming horribly. An ugly and ferocious man pressed Kendra Miller on the ground and tried to tear her clothes apart rudely. He scratched Kendra’s body urgently and laughed dissolutely.

Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy.

It was a cozy quiet room and it smelled like old books. Lyle walked straight to the desk and pulled the desk chair out. Amaris could see the desk in front of her was a carved ornate piece, that was most likely very old. It too, like many of the things that she had seen in this place, had scenes depicting trees and woods and wolves on mountain tops. While Lyle was doing something at the back of the desk, Amaris took the time to look at the carving in the center of the front of the desk. It was a wolf who appeared to be glowing on a mountain top under a very large full moon. Further down the piece, there was a wolf clearly injured at the glowing wolf’s feet and below that there were men and wo