Upper Moon 2 Novels & Stories

Let’s embark on another adventure together. Moon

"They're trying to wheel a silver-bolted ballista onto the ridge. Diacina is three minutes out with the infantry, but we need to clear the upper ledge now." Lucian didn't answer with words. A low, vibrating growl rumbled deep in his chest as he pivoted, carving a wide, bloody arc through three more frontline infantrymen to clear a direct line of sight to the eastern cliff face. I didn't hesitate. I channeled the dormant Moonveil energy surging through my veins, pulling the ambient cold of the winter air inward before releasing it in a concentrated, directional wave. A blinding streak of crystalline silver light rocketed upward from my palms, striking the winch mechanism of the enemy's ballis

"Why did she…" "Because of me. Because of what I did to you." My stomach dropped. "What you did to me?" He stood. Paced. Ran a hand through his hair. For the first time since I'd known him, Lucien Blackwood looked uncertain. "The night you came here. The full moon. I wasn't in control. My wolf was too close to the surface and you…" He stopped. "You calmed something I've never been able to control. And when we were together, something happened that I didn't intend."

She simply raised her hand, her violet eyes glowing with the deep, eternal light of the Stone Sister. "I will keep the canopy open," Maya promised, her voice carrying across the silent courtyard. "Catch the light, brothers." Leo and Toby turned and walked toward the idling UN transport planes waiting on the valley floor. Four hundred Unbound wolves and four hundred adapted Resonants marched perfectly in step behind them. They were not marching to war. They were marching to stabilize the breath of a convalescent planet. As the heavy transports lifted into the violet-streaked sky, Killian wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. The superstorms brewing across the globe were about

I watch as my mate settles everything we’ve been arguing for the last hour within minutes. Fuck. I may not deserve to be future Alpha, but she deserves to be future Luna. All the Alphas decide to help, every last one of them, even those reluctant to do so. At least until the red moon comes closer then we’ll readjust, form other plans.

Elena Cross sat in the back of a nondescript sedan, watching through tinted windows as Silvermoon warriors struggled through morning training. Their movements were sluggish, techniques sloppy…clear signs of exhaustion and poor morale. From her position on the hillside overlooking their territory, she could see everything while remaining invisible. "Phase three acquisitions complete," Marcus reported through her earpiece. "We now own seventy percent of Silvermoon's outstanding debt through various shells. The remaining thirty percent is held by Moonstone Pack."

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

I walked back over to my seat, leaning my elbows down on my knee. “Okay, I am listening,” I say wiping my hand down my face. “The moon goddess told your mother that your sister would need a strong and powerful mate to help protect her from the evil that would try to use her, to stand by her side.” He began to explain, “Her mate would be the future Alpha of her pack. Alone they are strong but together, they will be able to stop the evil forces that will becoming for our world. These rouge attacks aren’t random, they are looking for the Moon’s Luna, the wolf blessed by the moon goddess herself. She will have some power when she shifts, but once she mates and is marked with her mate, both of

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

Selena nodded slightly, still trying to follow the information he dropped on her lap. "Have you never wondered if I were your mate?" Selena almost choked. "Of course I have, but… Can you be a little more clear? It's getting hard to follow." Selena said impatiently. He was saying a lot, but not being understandable. "The Moon's prophecy says that a wolf has the powers of the moon, and that it will unite with another one to bring peace to our species. Of course I'm using a little poetic license here." he laughed.