Untouchable (the Moonlight Avatar Series Collection) Novels & Stories

He growled. Astra pulled the two girls' hair and they screamed letting her go before she banged their heads together and flung them at Cassandra. She then took a metal hair stick from her hair and grabbed one of the girls, giving her a tear at the back of her neck. Kicking them in the shins, she grabbed the other two one by one and gave them a cut at the same place. She then stood straight as she looked down at them. "I, Tomasi Astra, Alpha Izan's mate and the Luna-in-Training of New Dawn pack, banish you three in the name of the moon goddess for the disrespect to her name and the Alpha of your pack."

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

All I can do is watch. And it’s torture. Salcom pulls her toward the center of the room where it sits… the real Moon’s Tear . The bottle rests on a pedestal carved from obsidian, its surface smooth but etched with ancient markings that glows faintly, like the sun but not as bright. The Moon's Tear itself is contained in a crystal-clear glass, the liquid inside glowing with an otherworldly light that almost hurts to look at. It’s small, just a vial, really, but it radiates power so immense, so untouchable, it feels like the guards themselves are holding their breath.

I opened it as my eyes dilated through the write-up. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING. ATTACK DARKMOON PACK AND LIV DIES YOUR LOVELY BROTHER MAX

“I will not allow you to win Frank! May in the night of darkness, the powerful evil of the red moon awakens... Final Moon!” “Nicolette!” I call her with my surprising voice. She turns to me and her eyes are white, but as soon as she sees me one of them turns back to its beautiful green. “Darren.” “Sky what the heck are you doing? Your arm is totally black!” Her gaze turns sad as if she’s thinking...why is that? Nicolette POV “Remember Nicolette the Final Moon is the most powerful attack there is, but the price to pay is the life of the person using it.”

Way to go, Liv. This is a great start as the official Dark Moon Luna. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

Nathan shoved off the fence, storming away before he did something stupid—like punch his packmate for implying Rita was anything less than perfect. His phone buzzed. His father’s name flashed on the screen. "I’ll be in New York this weekend," his dad said without preamble. "We need to talk." Nathan’s stomach dropped. He knew. Rita The hidden wing of the library was quieter than usual, the air thick with the weight of centuries-old knowledge. Rita traced the spine of the book Derek had handed her—Lunar Channeling: A Witch’s Guide to Moon Magic. "This is incredible," she murmured, flipping to a page detailing how to store lunar energy in physical vessels. "Gogo never taught me this."

It looked like a spine made of obsidian and gold, pulsing with a rhythm that matched his own heartbeat. "The core," Vane’s voice drifted through the air, coming from everywhere and nowhere. "You think you're heroes? You’re just parasites. You took a power that was never meant for your mongrel race." "Shut the f**k up, Vane!" Malakai swung his obsidian blade, slicing through a memory-phantom of a High Human guard. The phantom dissolved into pixels. "We're here to unplug you." "Unplug me?" Vane appeared in front of them, his digital avatar towering and translucent. "The White Moon isn't a battery, boy. It’s an incubator."

The touch sent shivers down my spine. "Do you know what I see when I look at you, Aurelia?" I couldn't speak. "I see the strongest person I've ever met." His eyes burned into mine. "You were humiliated, rejected, abandoned. Instead of breaking, you became this." His other hand gestured at me. "Luna Ghost. Undefeated. Untouchable. Powerful enough to make even me take notice." "Valtherion." "Silvermere Pack is blind. Darian Blackmere is a fool."

It curled around my ankles like smoke finding bones. The rogue’s gaze snapped down, then back up. “You’re doing that.” “I’m not—” I rasped, clutching my chest. He leaned close, voice dropping to a whisper meant only for me. “Black Moonwater wasn’t a curse. It was a claim.” A shape moved between the trunks. Kieran stepped into the copper eclipse light, jacket open, hair wind-tossed from running. His eyes looked almost black here—storm-heavy and wild. When he saw me, something in his face broke. Not tenderness—possession. Relief sharpening into anger.