Twin Moon Novels & Stories

Chapter One- Prequel The thing with Twins a lot of people seem to think is that they will always share their mates so to speak, but in this case, Erin and Elizabeth have their own mates and the moon goddess blessed them with the best mates, someone they already know and love and someone that they can trust and someone that they grew up with. These twins have grown up to know what love is and even though they know their mother had a rough start growing up and had a hard time finding her mate, they knew about her first mate rejecting her because he thought she was weak and he thought she would never be good enough to be his Luna, then on the night of the Blue Moon Ball, she met their dad and t

Kai PoV “Are you sure she would be there?” I asked my brother, anxiety thrummed through me making my nerves feel like live wires. I had never felt like this, ever….not even on the day I killed my father. “Have my visions ever led us wrong?” Kian, my twin brother said, his milky colored unfeeling eyes turning to look at mine with an accuracy that never got less startling…..or frightening. My twin brother was one of those people called, ‘touched by the moon goddess’. He came out of the womb five minutes behind me, eyes milky with no hint of pupils. A sure sign of the moon goddess's seers, her prophets.

Darius said nothing for a long moment. He had read the old records enough times to know exactly what a strengthening dual bond meant, and exactly how little time that gave anyone once it started moving in earnest. The mother had sealed it deliberately, had bought her daughter decades of dormancy with a ritual that should have held far longer than this. If it was already loosening, if the twins were closer to completion than he'd allowed for, then the next red moon wasn't a distant deadline anymore. It was a countdown with an end date he could name.

She landed in front of me, her nostrils flaring as she caught my scent. “The Silver Queen,” she rasped, her voice sounding like dry leaves rubbing together. “The one who broke the Ice King’s throne. You bring the scent of the city and the smell of the machine into our garden.” “We bring a people seeking refuge,” I said, meeting her violet gaze without flinching. “The machines are hunting us. If we fall, they will come for you next. The ‘Red Moon’ sees all, even through the canopy.” The ancient female tilted her head, her gaze shifting to the twins. Her eyes widened, the violet glow intensifying. “The Union... the Sun and the Moon in two bodies. You have brought the end of days into the Deep,

I knew that I wasn't strong enough to shift, the moon is not even full so I had no chance from the moon goddess to revive myself at the moment. “Haven’t you been able to shift back into a wolf? Did pregnancy take that away from you?” She asked worriedly. I could not even answer her question, because I had no answer to it. “you have to tell me, Sarah, so we can find a solution. these kids will start crying in any minute, trust me your father is going to wake up if he hears their cries." Just as my mom completed her statement,The twins started crying. “Shit!” I cursed beneath my breath. I picked one of the twins up and my mom picked the other, while we were trying to pacify them, father burst

Something had changed since he tasted her blood. "Is it the mate bond? No, it can't be." His inner self contradicted himself as he was looking at her. She couldn't be his mate. A Rogue can't have such a title or responsibility. Moon Goddess would never choose someone as filthy to be the Luna. That was the reason he kept the ceremony hidden. For the world, she would be still annotated as his slave or mistress but not as Luna. She would be his staircase to gain the power he was craving. But his mind started getting blurry with her continuous painful expression. Her broken state made him think of something apart from his plan too. But he was not willing to accept that.

While the plant provides power for most of the state, it does not require that many employees to run it so the town remains small. Amaris threw off the plain white sheets and rolled out of the twin bed that lay nestled against the wall and in the corner of the room. When she was a child, Amaris would push the bed back against the wall every night so that she could lay at the foot of her bed and look out her window at the moon. There was nothing more beautiful than the sight of the full moon in all her glory.

At such a time some time ago watching it from the balcony of the luxurious pack house but today my glorious days had since disappeared into the abyss. Every joint of body was aching with pain but somehow I still managed a smile. I couldn't tell but something kept assuring me there's a glimmer of hope. The sight of the beautiful moon somehow restored my hope. At at least someone was watching over... The moon goddess, I believed. The beast was quiet as we all felt the nourishing sensation and got carried away by it. I felt as if I was floating in the air for a moment before I found myself opening the wooden down. I made sure it made no noise lest I made some one suscipious.

"We aren't gods. We’re barely survivors. Where are the twins?" "Safe," Marcus said, not looking up. "But the world... Master Victor, look up. Look at what you have given us." Victor followed the man's trembling finger. It was midday. The sun was a bright, harsh disc in the center of the sky. But right beside it, massive and shimmering with a cold, crystalline light, sat the moon. It was a perfect, brilliant circle. No crescent. No shadow. A permanent, bloated full moon that refused to fade even in the face of the sun.

Aveline, with an unpretentious look towards Senior Ingrid, chose to uncover a small more. "The Antiquated Ones have uncovered to us a prescience," she proceeded, her voice hushed with reverence. "A prescience that talks of twin wolves, born beneath the Blood Moon, who will either usher in a period of prosperity or lead us to devastation." The pack painted, their eyes settled on Luna and Liam, who stood hand in hand, their little figures washed within the blood red moonlight. Aveline might sense their fear, their instability. She stopped some time recently, taking their hands in hers.