Upper Moon Oc Novels & Stories

She held my hand tight, ensuring I didn’t break away. I could feel it—something unusual and powerful was happening. I couldn't scream or shout, but I believed that whatever it was would bring me the peace of mind I truly deserved. The incantations lasted for an hour. My mother’s face was covered in sweat, as was mine. Blood dripped from her forehead down to her nose, but she didn't care. Finally, she opened her eyes, and they were a vivid green. Mine were green as well. “Today, Yvonne, I hand over the powers of the moon to you. As long as you wish, the moon will remain hidden. The day you bring forth your child into this world, only then will the moon surface again,” she said with determinat

The room they had been out it was modern with a sift decor. Shutter windows, polished hardwood ground and a four poster bed big enough to contain four people. Allowing her self to linger a little bit on the bed Delilah turned her face to the ceiling of the room. Unsurprisingly it had no stain or cracks running through it. The Silver Moon Pack was wallowing in riches. Different from her pack. Delilah listened to the faint snores of Kate because her before getting up from the bed. She padded around the bed over to the window and peered outside.

The sight that befell Cilyna and Kaynon as they reached the side of the mountain had Cilyna staring in astonishment. An older woman with hip length silver hair sat cross legged in the center of a salt circle. There was no wind blowing through the trees, yet her hair was flowing all around her as if she had stuck her finger in a light socket though gently swaying to her soft siren chant. The setting sun was her spotlight and the small dust like particles floating in the air looked like glitter. The scene had a Disney magic feel to it.

Account verification, outbound and inbound were all registered in detail, and reported to her on a regular basis. By the time Carra finished checking the second warehouse's accounts, it was already dusk. Remembering that she agreed with Madame Mildred today to accompany her to dinner, she feared that the time might be too late. So, under the leadership of Nella, Carra and her maid servant took a shortcut, planning to cross the alley at the end of the street, which could save half of the distance.

“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've heard of her so-called beauty, and yet no lycan will mate with her." "Such shame, don't you think." Stella snickered and Claire joined in. "I hear Moon's Call will be at the feast, tonight," Claire cooed huskily, her expression now a bit dazed with anticipated passion she had for the lone lycan. "I can't wait to really see what he looks like up close. I've only had to admire him from afar," She said in indignation. Stella playfully nudged her with her shoulder as she whispered, blushing a bit, "You and your fantasies. Your father would have your head; you know? You are not to fancy any mate below your class and you very well know that."

As soon as we reached his office and closed the door we got straight to why I was there. "Alpha, This concerns your Luna and your friends Alpha and Luna Goodman. Would you please call for them to join us." I said as I sat down on the plush red sofa across the room from his desk where he was seated. "Absolutely." he said before his eyes greyed over, communicating with them. It wasn't long before they arrived at the office. Michelle and Amber looked ready to pop. The next full moon is only a few weeks away. I breathe a sigh knowing how shocked they are going to be. I rise and bow to them out of respect.

he snarled. Keaton’s truck pulled into the driveway as the moon hung low in the sky, its silvery glow illuminating the tense scene. Channary stood on the porch, her bag clutched tightly in her hands. Her mother lingered just inside the doorway, her face pale and drawn, while Roman stood at the edge of the porch, his posture stiff with barely contained rage.

As soon as she walked into the house, a maid greeted her with a warm smile but quickly informed her, "The Alpha is in a meeting, Luna. He may be a while." Lune’s excitement deflated a little, but she understood. Arlo had a lot on his plate, especially with the situation at hand. "Alright, thank you," she said, making her way upstairs to their bedroom. Once inside, Lune felt the quiet settle in around her. The room was filled with Arlo’s scent, a comforting reminder of him even when he wasn’t there. She sat on the edge of the bed, pulling out her phone. The last thing she wanted to do was check the news, but something inside her couldn’t resist. She unlocked her phone and began scrolling thro

“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