Upper Moon Novels & Stories

My Beta knocked and entered without waiting. “Word from the Eastern Wolf Pack Summit,” he said. “The Moonlight heir made a presentation yesterday. Drug research for the lunar lung syndrome and it has a ninety one percent cure rate.” He paused. “She is currently on her way to the airport. Full motorcade, Gamma warriors, the whole arrangement.” I sat up. Moonlight. If only I could secure a partnership with Moonlight I would not have to worry about Silver Moon’s cash flow for years. One collaboration agreement with the most powerful pharmaceutical pack in the region and the elders, the council pressure and threats, all of it will become irrelevant overnight.

The moon was bright and full in the night sky, its silvery light shining down upon the forest. But this was no ordinary moon. It was the Blood Moon, a rare and powerful celestial event that only occurred once every hundred years. And as its light bathed the forest, it brought with it a curse, a curse that would change everything for Alpha Wade and the pack.

From The Nora’s Logophile Board Flumadidle: (n.) Utter Nonsense *** 'Keeping the pure radiance of the moon as the witness, the heir of the Rakh Clan, and the firstborn female of the Paristo family are to be bound by marriage.' That was what stated in the letter Rosalind got a while ago. As she dragged her tired body into her house she thought, ‘What the hell?!’

“Take Corey and head toward the top of the street. I’ll check the other end. If we don’t find anything, we meet back here and figure out the next step.” Corey clings to Lucas with concern lining her brows. “Be careful, Hayley.” “I will.” And right then, we split off into the night. Making my way down the street, I notice the night has grown significantly darker now. The street lamps thin out the farther I go, and their dim glow barely reaches the pavement. The only real light now comes from above—and that’s when I notice it. The moon is full tonight. I switch on my phone’s flashlight, casually sweeping it from side to side to light the way. Just then, the beam catches something on the edge o

"A bit late, I might add." "What do you mean, please." Deimon's face scrunched in confusion. "How am I late?" The sky broke open. Rain poured down without a single cloud to explain it. The forecast never predicted any downpour. The moon still hung overhead, but it wasn't a normal moon anymore. It was blazing. A supermoon. Every one of them but Morrigan flinched. Startled, shaken. "This day," Morrigan said, her eyes never leaving Deimon's, "the Alpha Supreme emerges into the world."

"Ronan! Target the center boulder on the upper shelf! Spears on my mark!" "Brace!" Ronan yelled, six of his strongest Moonridge warriors stepping forward, their heavy, silver-tipped spears balanced over their shoulders. "Launch!" The weapons flew through the howling wind, striking the frost-cracked stone with a deafening crack. The ancient boulder splintered, the structural integrity of the upper ledge vanishing in a single heartbeat. A massive wave of snow, ice, and heavy stone came cascading down, burying the first line of Blood Moon archers before they could release their strings.

“That’s none of your business. Also, you’d do well to remember that she is your future queen.” “Aye.” Mason looked out the window. “I meant no harm. I just don’t want you to lose your Pack because you have not yet taken a Queen and Mate. After all, the Blood Moon—” “Is quickly approaching. Yes, I’m quite aware.” I let out a deep breath. “But that’s not for another three months. There’s another full moon coming tomorrow night, and Brenna is a potential Luna.” That got Mason’s attention. “Seriously? How do you know?”

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

How fucking lame is that? ‘The mobile,’ Ares grumbles from the abyss. His reminder brings my attention to the hanging structure above my son’s bed. Walking closer, I gaze at it. It is beautifully crafted. The tent covering the moon is a beautiful navy blue, constellations’ decorate the top, reminding me of the night sky. Underneath sits the triple moon. Upon closer inspection, a key sits in the full moon at the center. Wolves circle the moon, their howling and running figures hanging by fish wire.

**The Silent Treatment** Elder Thorne stood beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight, his heart swelling with both reverence and awe as he faced the moon goddess, a divine figure of unmatched beauty and power. Her silvery robes flowed around her like a celestial waterfall, shimmering gently as the soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The moon's radiant light poured forth, illuminating the sacred glade where he had ventured, his spirit filled with hope and purpose, seeking the moon goddess's wisdom to guide Caden, the young alpha, in his quest for a suitable luna.