Upper Moon Two Novels & Stories

A little half way up the east side of the mountain is an water fall, with a huge pool of water right under it. In the middle of the horseshoe, is the MoonLight Pack. Which spans about 20 to 30 acres. To the North and South sites the temples of the moon goddesses. Which a line with a space between the peaks of the mountain, which allows the moon and temples to a line twice a year. In the Middle of the Pack is a big stone work showing the packs symbol, a full moon with white wolf looking up at it and her beta keeping a look out. Making sure that she is safe at all times. Then, when the full moon rises into the night sky, right over the packs symbol, it's light shines show bright, it feels like

, the very thing the world would eventually come to fear even more than the Moon. ​"I'm not your god, Dad," Leo said, his voice cold. ​"Maybe not yet," Miller whispered, leaning in close. "But look at the news-feed, Alpha." ​Ren turned on his tablet. The world wasn't watching the Spire. They were watching the Silverwood. ​A third moon, red, jagged, and dripping with a dark, oily substance, was emerging from the Pacific Ocean. ​"The High-Alpha was just the guardian," Miller said, his eyes reflecting the red light. "The 'Second-Sun' was the key. And you just turned it, Leo. You didn't just unlock the Resonance. You unlocked the 'Blood-Gate'."

what could possibly go wrong? Moon's blessings, Odessa 🌙✨

"We aren't gods. We’re barely survivors. Where are the twins?" "Safe," Marcus said, not looking up. "But the world... Master Victor, look up. Look at what you have given us." Victor followed the man's trembling finger. It was midday. The sun was a bright, harsh disc in the center of the sky. But right beside it, massive and shimmering with a cold, crystalline light, sat the moon. It was a perfect, brilliant circle. No crescent. No shadow. A permanent, bloated full moon that refused to fade even in the face of the sun.

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.

“But I’d be a Trojan Horse.” “If you’re comfortable with it, that would be helpful,” Thea said. “Who do you think will be at the summit?” “At least Crescent Moon, Mead Moon, Storm Moon, Far Side, Eclipse, Cold Moon, and Ice Moon. They were the packs that were upset about missing slaves. Possibly Moonrise and Chaste Moon. They’re neighbors with Crescent Moon. They probably think it’s safer to back them instead of New Dawn.” “Thank you, Alpha Ford,” Thea said. “I’m looking forward to our alliance and growing closer.”

Dieta de Lune, ma devo ti solasta gor libertia du essencia de ma harte de surita enilationa de ula exestian– Moon Goddess, I channel your power to free my loved one from the fate of a doomed life. Until Ethan's eyes opened.

they responded in chorus and disappear. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" Lynx said as if the words are some of magical clues that can give him all the answers. "Our first clue is the first moon, we waited for the new moon but nothing happened and tonight will be the first full moon after that incident" Nathaniel said

The upcoming full moon night held the promise of more beautiful moments to come, and I couldn't wait to share them with Adolph by my side. ************ The excitement in the air was palpable as the Moonlight pack prepared for the upcoming full moon night. In just two days, the moon would cast its radiant glow upon the land, marking a time of unity and celebration for the pack. The anticipation was evident in the smiles and chatter that filled the air, as both young and old looked forward to the enchanting night that lay ahead.

They were the very reason he could draw a breath without the metallic tang of silver-poisoning. But above the vibrant sun, something else was moving. A second moon had appeared. It was a massive, silver-white orb that lacked the iridescent glow of the Lunar Council’s authority. It was flat, matte, and terrifyingly silent. For a wolf, the world was defined by its scent—the smell of rain, the musk of the pack, the iron of blood. But this new celestial body was a void in the sensory world. It was a "Dead Moon." It had no scent. It didn't even have a shadow. It was a cataract over the eye of the universe, and as it descended, the vibrant colors of the Silver Peaks began to fade.