Upper Moons Fanart Novels & Stories

That’s when everything hit me that the Witch in the cave had told us. The Moon Witch would grow stronger if she fed on a Hybrid, verses just a wolf. She would be taking from not one species of the moon but two making her even more powerful and we had left two Hybrid Lunas right there for the taking. Now on top of the two of them we now have more of Alpha Conner’s Hybrids on my pack lands, which will add more fuel to her fire if she is within my walls.

In fact, I usually freak out, as they say, very easily, that's why I take some medications to try to control my temper, and at that point I picked one of the vials that was in my inner pocket of the blouse and put it in my mouth. I was the last one out, I had my backpack hanging only by my left shoulder, I fixed it properly on my back and only then looked around. I'm just in front of a heavy iron gate, I see several silver details, they were the five phases of the moon: New Moon, Crescent Moon, Half Moon, Waning Moon and Full Moon, these symbols form a circle, in the middle of the circle the symbol of Selene, our Goddess, the Goddess of the Moon.

Jasper POV: My hands flipped through page after page of the documents in my office. Bank statements, hospital checklists, item checklists, warrior statuses. I growled in frustration as I buried my nose in these papers. The added task of omega tasking and party planning has also fallen to me since my Luna was in the hospital delivering her twins. I couldn't wait to see them, or smell them, so I would know exactly who to make an example of to the pack.

They were not alone — Stellan was nearby, and Milo, and Delia had reappeared with two cups of something warm that she distributed without asking and disappeared again with the practiced efficiency of a woman who understood when people needed her and when they needed the space she'd left. She looked at the ridge above. The stars were fully out now — the June stars, which were different from the winter ones, higher and more numerous, the Milky Way a suggestion across the southern sky. "Tell me something I don't know about you," she said. He looked at her. "What?"

The "Stasis-Net" was a marvel of hostile engineering. It didn't just surround the moon; it "locked" its local spacetime. To the observers in New Aethelgard, the moon appeared frozen in a permanent, silvery-white glare. The tides of the sapphire seas, already chaotic from the planet’s shifting orbit, suddenly stalled. Without the moon’s rhythmic pull, the oceans began to "pool" at the equator, threatening to drown the lower geothermal vents.

And looking at the drawings and pictures, Pagan knew that it would be fun. Bones. Gothic arches. Spider webs and spiders. All metal skeletal mannequin. Gothic crosses at the end of the rolling hanging rods. Looking at the two sets of designs Pagan began to laugh. Then he scribbled a note to himself that had Cookie chuckling. New Moon = Ashlyn Dark Moon = Alyssa

Luna, in turn, regaled them with cosmic anecdotes, weaving a tapestry of celestial wonders that captivated the Blackmoon audience. As the night deepened, the moon cast its silvery glow over the Blackmoon landscape. Luna, surrounded by the warmth of newfound friends, felt a sense of cosmic kinship that transcended the boundaries of realms. The Blackmoon enclave, once veiled in shadows, now stood as a testament to the transformative power of celestial intervention.

I watched as Lizzy and Annie happily jumped on Logan and Trent, while Tanner was growling, annoyed that he had to carry Damon. “O shut up, and be a nice doggie,” Damon said, making Tanner growl but stopped when Marcus growled at him. Reluctantly, Tanner let Damon climb on top of his back, “Damn... you’re a big donkey.” Damon said making me chuckle as others did the same while Tanner snorted in response. Marcus looked over at me as he lowered his body so I could easily climb up on his back. Getting on top of his back, and making myself comfortable, I noticed that he was taller and much wider since the last time I was riding on his back like this, but there was also a white crescent moon shape

"Let your nephew do what I'll tell him tomorrow. If it is done, he will benefit from it." On the second day, a foreigner came to the Close Safe office and asked if there was a masterpiece painting called "World Stream" by the famous painter Cappilucha in the store. Seeing that it was a high-profile guest from outside of town, the owner of the office invited him into the inner room and sold him the fake "World Stream" painting.

As my eyes follow his neck I find our mark sitting there like the most beautiful tattoo with its simplicity. The triple moon sits on our neck, the outlines clean and crisp. Inside the full moon sits two paw darkened paw prints. Three stars connected by thin lines rest above the full moon and waning crescent. Tracing the image I enjoy watching Damon shiver while I whisper, "it's beautiful."