Upper Moon 1 Name Novels & Stories

Orlando said. Max asked drily, "which century do you fucking live in?" "Make fun of it as much as you want but it is true," he said. "If you take the time to notice the world around you, you will see it. The Moon does not have light of its own, it reflects the light of the Sun. She glows under the light of the sun, under the direction of the Sun and the part that the Sun's rays don't touch remains dark. Moon revolves around the earth but ultimately it revolves around the Sun. It is because of the Sun that Jivan exists in the first place! God Sol is the reason Jivan exists! Even in the thousands of stories of God Sol and Goddess Luna, it was always said that God Sol ruled Jivan with an iron f

But now, the children were enraptured by Freya's voice as she spun an old tale, her words weaving through the air like threads of an ancient tapestry. "And so the first moon, Tvaran, was born—the Moon of Beginnings. It is the swiftest, appearing first in the sky, ushering in the start of each cycle." Freya’s voice was smooth yet firm, seasoned by years of storytelling. She paused, letting the words settle before continuing. "But the sky could not be ruled by one alone, and so came Sarun, the Constant Moon. Unlike its kin, it does not wane, does not fade. It watches over all, steadfast and unchanging. It is the guardian, the ever-present eye."

The light came from several moons and a sun that never fully set. The brighter star, the one that completely dipped beyond the horizon, was called the Sun, while the dimmer one was Volar—it didn’t disappear entirely, hovering low over the horizon even at night. This planet, oddly enough, was also called Earth. The satellite seen at night was Luna, while the one visible both day and night in all its glory was Latz. Their year had twelve months too, though each month lasted forty-four days. Hours and seconds, thank heavens, matched ours. The week still had seven days with the same names. What a strange world… I still had so much to learn.

The venue of our retreat was held at a private resort, It has a beach and a space where we can build our tent. ‘Over the beautiful moon’ That was the name of the resort. It was familiar. “Do you know the owner of the resort?” I asked Beau “Nah. Why?” “The name was kinda familiar.” I said, “Maybe because it has the same meaning as my name. My name means moon, Altalune is a Latin name that means ‘Over the moon’ and Mizuki, is Japanese means beautiful moon.”

Ellen spoke for the first time. "What pack are you from?" Maddox paused and almost hesitated when he said death moon pack. All the Color drained from Ellen's face, and she sat down on the ground. The death moon pack was the most dangerous and violent pack in North America. They were known for absorbing packs. They owned almost as much land as the mountain moon pack. She couldn't possibly go with him. But this is who the moon goddess chose for her.

She is a Rogue and not eligible for anything. When he proposed his idea Alex was the first one to oppose knowing that the members of the packhouse would go against that. No one would accept a Rogue as their Alpha's mate or Luna. A Luna must be someone who would be chosen by Moon Goddess. But Leonard cleared his point too. When he had captured Iris he planned to torture her to an extent that even death would be scared to touch her. But he had never thought to see the mark on her. Even though he was the Alpha maintaining a peace treaty with other packs, he knew very clearly that anyone who would get a chance to rule over the territory won't stop from claiming such power.

The high ceiling was covered with black cloth, which would be luminated by light projector, making it look like a sky full of stars. Olive was raving about it this morning, but she couldn’t help after school because she had to take her mother to the clinic. So, she listed all the stuffs that needed to be done today and sent it to me. A little advice for those who bore missions from Olive Hartwell: do it right or have her knock on your door at night just because you put the wrong size of cups on the table. At the same time, Mom also sent me the list of groceries I had to purchase for the Full Moon. ‘Nathan will pick you up and help you shop,’ she ended her text with the sentence.

"I believe we will be able to count with one more pack. And they are very powerful." "Whose pack?" "The son of the Moon."

She asks me, “Adelina has sent it and we just need to administer it to Michelle. She knows Nicholas has sent it to you. Luckily it is a wedding ceremony slated for this evening and the moon’s energy is at its peak today. The moment the moon appears in the sky, I will have to stab Michelle to death, that way I won’t be affected” My heart skips a beat as I hear her, all this start and end with the moon, I see. “So this concoction is to make her sleep?”