Upper Moon 4 Clones Novels & Stories

The object of their contention was no ordinary relic; it was said to hold the secrets to unlocking immense power, a power that could elevate one clan to supremacy over the others. The Moonstone Clan, led by the formidable Maryjane, an alpheno six-tailed werewolf, possessed the power of Selene, the supreme moon goddess. Her presence exuded an ethereal glow, her eyes shimmering with lunar energy, and her movements imbued with the grace of the night sky. Maryjane's strength lay in her ability to manipulate the moon's power, channeling its restorative and destructive forces to her will.

We had made a difference in Emily's life, and we would do the same for the others. Her clone would be placed in a holding cell until we figured out what to do with it. As we interrogated the clone, we discovered that it was indeed a creation of the Reptilians, designed to serve as a body suit for their own kind. The clone's eyes seemed to gleam with an otherworldly intensity as it revealed the truth. "We cannot survive on Earth's surface," it said in a creepy childlike voice. "So we wear their skin, the clones are our hosts."

Not artificial, Not pieced together but Perfect. A clone drawn from Samuel’s original DNAs untainted, whole, waiting. Liam’s lips curved faintly. “You were always difficult to rebuild,” he murmured. Behind him, the ceiling above the chamber began to shift, opening slowly to reveal the sky. Night. And at its center. The Blue Moon. Once rare. Now sacred.

Her fingers hesitated for a second before she tapped Blake’s name. The phone rang twice before a familiar voice—breathless and anxious—picked up. “Lydia?” Lydia let out a shaky breath. “Hey, Blake.” “Oh my goddess! I’ve been trying to reach you all day. I tried the mind-link at least ten times. I felt something—like something inside me was...cut off.” Lydia swallowed. “That’s because it was.” “What?” “I joined the Blue Moon Pack today,” Lydia said softly. “We had the mating ceremony. I’m part of Blue Moon now.”

storm gray, cold as the glaciers that fed the rivers, yet burning with something darker whenever they moved. Ashley had intended to slip in through the side door, set the tray on the serving table, and vanish back into the shadows. But the conversation pulled her to a halt behind the heavy tapestry that separated the servants' passage from the hall. She pressed herself against the stone, heart thudding. "...the alliance will be sealed under the blood moon," Gideon was saying, voice rough with satisfaction. "Clara carries the mark. The Moon Goddess herself has chosen her. Your pack gains strength, mine gains territory. A fair trade."

"Then take all of it!" She slammed the shards into the limestone floor. A wave of pure, lunar-calibrated energy surged through the ground, vibrating the very molecules of the Simulacra's liquid-weave armor. The soldiers didn't explode; they simply unraveled, their suits turning into piles of useless white silk and gold dust. The Meeting of the Four They reached the summit at midnight. The "Cradle of the Moon" was a stunning architecture of open-air arches and deep, obsidian-lined pools that perfectly captured the celestial reflection.

Clara whispered, pointing out the workshop window. It was a clear afternoon, the crescent moon visible in the sky. But it wasn't grey. A tiny, pinprick of brilliant blue light was glowing on the lunar surface—a laser-link lancing down toward the Earth. The "Billionaire Romance" had moved from the dirt of the Earth to the silence of the stars. The Consensus hadn't been defeated by Julian’s bankruptcy; they had simply waited for him to finish the hard work of cleaning up the planet so they could return to claim the "Refurbished Asset."

“They’re all clones? Is there something more powerful behind them?” “You can put it that way,” Athena replied. “Those are all Puppet Immortals that have been contaminated.” At this moment, the sounds of the assault were getting louder. Neela could stand still no longer and rushed to check it out. On top of Sunset Shrine was a transparent window made from unknown materials. Tougher than the bronze doors, some puppets were also trying to break through it from the outside. However, they failed to breach it and turned back to attack the gates instead.

Ash shifts again, his paws moving away from their original places, but still keeping me pinned down. Snow continues to fall at a steady pace, the wind growing slightly and the sky becoming darker. A few minutes after the house lights up Mikki trots out of the forest with Tori, Ally, Vic and Carson with her. They pause at seeing us, but then trot over to the door where they shift and go inside, all murmuring.

She smiles and shakes her head no. Kalen is gifted with the ability to ascend to existential realms similar to me however he is unable to transcend to the goddess realm such as this where the lunar goddesses dwell. This is a safe haven for us. Selene built this realm as a place to rejuvenate. Fating mates after all takes a toll on her mind and soul.