Upper Moons Novels & Stories

Orlando said. Max asked drily, "which century do you fucking live in?" "Make fun of it as much as you want but it is true," he said. "If you take the time to notice the world around you, you will see it. The Moon does not have light of its own, it reflects the light of the Sun. She glows under the light of the sun, under the direction of the Sun and the part that the Sun's rays don't touch remains dark. Moon revolves around the earth but ultimately it revolves around the Sun. It is because of the Sun that Jivan exists in the first place! God Sol is the reason Jivan exists! Even in the thousands of stories of God Sol and Goddess Luna, it was always said that God Sol ruled Jivan with an iron f

Alpha Dillon interrupts Brody, “Rumour has it that the Moon Goddess walks the Earth on the eve of the Blood Moon meeting the Wolf Moon” I remembered the story from my childhood, a wolf moon was a full moon in the month of January, whilst a blood moon is once every nineteen years, the odds of both of them happening at the same time was rare and when it does it creates a blood supermoon that allows the Moon Goddess to cross from her realm to ours, gracing us with her presence. As Alpha Dillon continued to explain the rumour, I had a sudden realisation, TJ was created under the supermoon.

That was as far as the similarities went. There were three moons in the Fae realm, each one bigger than the next. The largest was much bigger than our moon in the human realm. Each had a phase of their own, and I briefly wondered what effect that might have on the ocean’s. The stars I could see through the thick branches and leaves were incredibly bright and beautiful; all shapes and sizes, hanging there like ripe fruit on a tree.

The Blood Moon loomed overhead, casting an eerie glow over the land. Its light seemed to pulse with the weight of ancient power, the sky painted in crimson and gold as the stars disappeared beneath its shadow. Raynor stood at the edge of the Frostfang Peaks, looking out over the vast expanse of the land. The clans were scattered, divided, broken by years of bloodshed and war, but he knew—this was the moment they would either be healed or destroyed.

"We will face it together. Whatever comes, we will face it together." She leaned into him. "I know. It just feels like so much. The council, the pack, Varya, the prophecy, Aldrian. I do not know where to start. I do not know what to do first." Kael wrapped an arm around her. "You start where you are. Right now...This moment. You do not have to solve everything today. You just have to take the next step." Sena brought them tea and sat across from them, her grey eyes thoughtful. "The prophecy speaks of the twin moons aligning. That means there is a specific night. Everything will come to a head then."

Aele says to the attendant. "Mother Aele, I honestly feel like the best way to find out when and how the Moon was stolen would be to speak to the guards who stood watch over the moon for the past 14 days." He says wisely. "Why 14 days though?" Another attendant asks. "I.. I.. say 14 days… be… because it takes 14 days for the moon goddess to go into a coma if anything happens to the moon." The attendant stutters shyly. "He is quite right, Mother Aele! According to the Book of the Moonicles, the moon goddess shall fall into a deep, unnatural sleep if the moon is absent for the space of 14 days." Darlene supports directly.

Tasha bumps shoulders with me and we look at each other and laugh. "Oh Tash, you love it and you know it." She sighs and nods her head as we reach the group of warriors. OK groups of four today, partner up and then pick another couple. Titans voice booms around the group It isn't always a one on one fight when our enemy attacks, so no point sparring one on one all the time. As we all know attacks, ambushes etcetera. Are never a one on one kind of deal and we want to be ready, to learn to handle ourselves against more than one opponent, this is all part of our new schedule. High Moon is now the biggest werewolf pack and the only pack to be ruled by not one but two strong Alpha's and a badass

3rd person PoV Tonight, was the night of the full moon, it was the most beautiful night and a special night for one little girl. And her name was Jackeline Moon (Jack for short). She was born in the most mysterious and secretive pack hidden deep within the forest known as the Healer Moon Pack, and much like the pack’s name, the pack members were just as special. Many of which who joined the pack gained euphoric features, features that can seduce both genders regardless of their sex, and it does not just end there. Individuals of the Healer Moon Pack can heal but not enough to revive the dead and how much power they have can be indicated with a special trait and that is their eyes, all member

I also reviewed some of the pack's financial records, making sure everything was in order. As the morning wore on, I decided to take a walk in the pack's gardens. The fresh air and sunshine would do me some good, and I needed a break from the confines of the pack house. As I strolled through the gardens, I saw something I never noticed before. In the center of the clearing stood a large, ancient-looking tree. And carved into the trunk of the tree was a symbol I recognized — the symbol of the Lunar Curse. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stared at the symbol. The Lunar Curse was a legendary affliction that caused werewolves to lose control of their wolves during full moons. It was said

The markings on her skin pulsed in time with her heartbeat, casting strange patterns across the ancient wood. “Something's wrong with the moon,” a young wolf whispered, but in the tense silence, everyone heard. She was right. Through the pack hall's high windows, the moon looked… wrong. Bigger than it should be, with a silvery halo that hurts to look at directly. “The seals are failing,” Aria began, her voice carrying to every corner. “The barriers between—” The windows exploded inward. I moved on instinct, shielding Aria. Glass rained down, but that wasn't what made the pack gasp in unified horror.