Untouchable (the Moonlight Avatar Series Collection) Novels & Stories

Ivan called, drawing me out of my head. Taking in a few calming breaths, I watched as Ivan began to dig beside a statue of the goddess. With each round of earth that was lifted, the ghosts of those who led the Tonitru pack before me began to appear. "Fucking jinns." I grumbled as their undead eyes found me. "You can all go back to hell, where you belong." ‘No extreme emotions.’ Rosario reminded me, nearly startling me out of my skin. ‘That’s the trigger.’

"Wait, we have to change during the full moon, but how can I change during the day? The moon wasn't out the other day, but I had no problem snarling at Agent Stanton." Derek grinned, "The moon doesn't have to be out for you to change. It's still there in the sky, you just can't see it during the day." That made sense, sort of. "Anything else?" "Yes. One more thing. We can't have children. Werewolves are sterile." That was surprising. "Why?"

And there, emerging from the brilliant light, stood a figure we had not expected to see. It was Luna, the enigmatic witch of the Silverwood, her eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge and power. She held out her hands, a barrier of energy forming between us and the nightmarish entity. "Luna," I whispered, relief flooding my voice. "What are you doing here?" Luna smiled, her voice carrying a note of urgency. "There is more at stake than you realize," she said cryptically. "The true path lies not in confrontation, but in understanding. Conquer your fears, and you shall unlock the key to the Silverwood's salvation."

Luke cut in, his quiet voice more terrifying than any shout, "I was kind to you only because you were Emma's sister." With deliberate slowness, he pried her claws from his arm. "You were never anything more than a shadow in her light." The finality of the den's entrance sealing shut behind him seemed to suck all air from the room. Then Fiona's scream shattered the silence: "YOU ALL HAVE BLOOD ON YOUR PAWS TOO!" Only the mournful wind through the mountain passes answered her. Collapsing into a broken heap, Fiona's body convulsed with silent tremors. From the shadows, Alice watched impassively - though the death grip on her files and the suspicious brightness in her eyes betrayed her.

Some gathered around the forest, some were in the hall, but it was all positioned in a way that everybody would be involved in the activities. Above us, the full moon hung huge and bright in the sky, washing everything in silver light. Then everything stopped. A Luna wasn't supposed to get dirty. She wasn't supposed to wear boots or run into battle or spend her days covered in soil with the healers. She was supposed to be graceful. Delicate. Perfect. So Ava gave them a Luna. But she gave them hers. When she appeared at the top of the stairs, the entire place went quiet.

“Great Moon, even knowing this is a promotion, I am ready to join their pack…” “The highlights are divine. Love More, release the full hunt immediately! This is the first time I’ve ever been moved by a brand; I’ve watched it thirty times over.” “Ava Hart is a true Lunar beauty! Her eyes are so clear it feels like you’re looking straight into her spirit!” “But that back! Who is this male?” “I’m losing my mind! This male has such an aura; he looks ancient and noble, yet bursting with raw, masculine power. Why can we only see his shadow? I’ve become a devotee of his silhouette!”

I cut his hand, and mine, mixing our blood, singing the sacred words, letting them fly over the people, into their heart and out into the world and sky. Mom and dad crown us, and we turn as our cut has healed. “Presenting, Alpha Queen Athena Avalon Astor and King consort Caspian Sunborn Wilde Darkmoon of the Umbral Moon pack.”

Velvet Obsession Amarissa¥ The playroom glowed under the warm light of wall sconces. I stood with my arms raised high, wrists locked in padded leather cuffs suspended from the ceiling chain. My body was fully displayed for him, every inch exposed and trembling with need. Ledger moved around me like a predator, his dark curls tousled from earlier passion, the open black shirt revealing the strong lines of his chest and the edge of his tattoo. His presence filled the room, commanding and undeniable.

"I understand now. So both fighters depend entirely on magic? It's no surprise that your physical body is not strong. However, I have something valuable to teach you. The perfect avatar is not Sigma, Gamma, or any other persona. It's your main body, Anesidora. I doubt that you have flexible stats, but we can spend the whole night experimenting with each of you to see what we can come up with." "I'm pretty sure tomorrow is the first day of school, so I should definitely sleep early." "Ah, my poor little darling, I told you once, don't show me anything interesting if you don't want me to kidnap you. We're going to review every inch of this system, every piece of code. I can't wait to start pla

He gulps the last of his water, crushes the empty bottle in his hand until it scrunches into a ball, then hurls the fisted plastic into the farthest depth of the forests beyond us at inhuman speed. The baritone in his voice drops a notch below. “We’ll end him.” I'm about to ask what the plan will be in detail, when my mind drifts to the date of the next full moon. Only a few days away now, the date coincides with… the night of the School's Winter Formal. Shane balls both his hands into fists, inhaling, then stares up at the reddening sky. “Dreadborn will fall on the next full moon. I'll make damn certain of it.”