Upper Moon 4 Clones Novels & Stories

Someone from the Black Claw had sneaked into my office! With a ragged breath, I broke the seal and opened the letter. It says, “The Moonlight Mirror for the life of the Luna of the Silver Crescent pack! Bring her dead body in front of the Wolf Tomb this coming full moon. We will wait.” “What does that mean?” My Beta asked.

He finished. Before he could say anything I jumped in, “Dad that is what I was wanting to speak with you about. The mating ritual of claiming my Luna…” he cut me off again as he said, “We already discussed that and you will claim Samantha Baker as the new Blue Moon packs Luna, and your mate.” Hearing him say it, it made me feel my rage, and Shadows surge through my body making it hard for me to try and control the urge for Shadow to take over.

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.

Andrea said while raising her hand, which elicited giggles from the females around us. "Here..." Clair took my attention away from giggling. "This is a welcome gift for you!" She raised her hand and handed me a paper bag. "The next full moon is a few weeks away, but you can use it on any night you want. I’m sure Darvin will like that." "Oh, thank you!" I told her excitedly while Darvin leaned in to take a peek, but I pulled the bag away from him and the females giggled again. "Hi! Anya Black, Luna of the Green Valley Pack." A younger-looking female with long, straight blonde hair, was already beside Clair. We hugged each other before she continued. "I’m also… Sebastian’s sister."

Claire and Colton were siblings—and his aunt, Elena, had been moon-kissed. "You're Claire's brother," Channary whispered, the realization hitting her like a blow to the chest. Her lips parted as she turned it over in her head, piecing it together. "Your aunt was moon-kissed." Colton's eyes met hers again, drawn in like a tide to the moon. The air shimmered faintly between them, the pull undeniable. But Channary broke the spell first. She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and asked coldly, "What are you doing in my house?"

However for some reason the light was growing brighter still. "Formation," Aegeus suddenly had a bad premonition. With great caution he hadn't shown before this moment he recalled his clones to back to himself; but he didn't dissolve the skill. The 30 clones surrounded the vanguard of Silver Wolves with their eyes fixed on the ever increasing light of the seal. One could tell that Aegeus had trained the Glow: Multiple Me, brilliantly well. After all, he was able to deploy his clones in a formation.

“You misunderstand. This isn’t Eden. This is after Eden. This is Iceblood Genesis.” Julian fired. Circe vanished, a hologram. “Figures,” Selene muttered. The tank behind Alma hissed. The clone moved. Her limbs flexed. Julian stepped in front of Alma, weapon raised. “Don’t,” she warned. Too late. The clone blinked, and in one fluid motion, shattered the tank glass. Water and wires exploded outward. The clone landed like a cat. Nude. Unshivering. Unblinking. Selene gasped, pointing her scanner. “No implant detected. No remote control. She’s autonomous.”

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

And also some scenes are not suitable for young audiences as it contains violence and sexual scenes! Synopsis: Do you believe in werewolves? Lexis Midnight Castillo also doesn’t believe in those kinds of things until she saw it right in front of her. The reason why she hates full moon. She hates everything about werewolves. But what will she do when the guy she met 8 years ago came back to her life with a hidden truth lying on his identity? What will she do when the thing she hated the most become her life? Even though she keeps running away from it her bond with the alpha king Alqamar San Diego is getting stronger that she couldn't find an escape. Until she gets chained and slowly, she's lo

"I said, take it back!" As the two's argument became heated, Othello pursued a topic that Chaol always despised to hear. 'A copy'. Chaol, being the 12th reincarnation of the Moonchild, was indeed merely a copy of the other eleven. And being the last clone, he was marked as the indestructible and immortal one. He was a hideous clone to protect their legacy. "What? You want me to hide it?! That you're just a damn copy?!" "I am not a copy!" he bellowed at him. "I am not a copy..."