Winter Moon Novels & Stories

Ikaros's words from last night kept echoing in my head. About wolfing out outdoors and the existence of his pack. ***** Ikaros's POV Last night, the woman broke her promise and wolfed out outdoors again. She leaped out of her room window in wolf form, landed smoothly on a birch tree branch in front of the apartment, and then descended to run out to the parking lot. Quickly, I wolfed out and chased after her. The full moon was directly above us, casting everything in a silvery glow, including the girl's fur.

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

And there, emerging from the brilliant light, stood a figure we had not expected to see. It was Luna, the enigmatic witch of the Silverwood, her eyes gleaming with ancient knowledge and power. She held out her hands, a barrier of energy forming between us and the nightmarish entity. "Luna," I whispered, relief flooding my voice. "What are you doing here?" Luna smiled, her voice carrying a note of urgency. "There is more at stake than you realize," she said cryptically. "The true path lies not in confrontation, but in understanding. Conquer your fears, and you shall unlock the key to the Silverwood's salvation."

The Broiia wolf had an infectious smile and a withering gaze that could destroy even the most stalwart person. Taking Emory’s hand, she pulled her along with a smile on her face, saying, “Eh, you look great.” They walked out of the gate hand-in-hand, and Kira squeezed her hand tight as she pulled her along, unable to contain her excitement. The moon shone brightly in Emory’s eyes as she looked up at it. It was one of the most beautiful blues she’d ever seen, and by the time midnight rolled around, the full moon would be visible.

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

She brought her knees up to her chest, she turned her head to the side, staring out the window, saw the moonlight shimmering through her window. She slowly got out of bed and sauntered towards the window, letting it open. She glimmered as the fragile cinch of nature nuzzled her rinsed cheeks and whacked through her hair. Her gaze went up, staring up at the lustrously flickering moon, full and round, hidden with enigmas lurking behind it, detecting so much havoc here on earth yet still glazed brightly without a care in the world. Skylar did not wish to be like the moon. She darted her gaze, her eyes staring at the houses, through the forest where she could hear the sounds of brakes and the so

=--------------------------------------- The winter-white moon that was hanging in the sky yesterday because an eerie blood-red dreaded of autumn’s death. Minghao looked at the sky. Many believe that full moon and wolves came in pair. When the moon is shining brightly at the sky, a wolf will mournfully howl outside the village, slinking between shadows. Yet even if there’s no wolf around, Minghao felt as if there is one lurking around, waiting to eat him alive. It is a beast that is hard to defeat, because it resides inside his heart. He as anxious what is probably happening about the deal between Celine and the men who will get the documents.

The other part was the real basement which was below the ground. Dara’s room window opened to the garden which was at the back of the house. It was a big garden. Cold wind blew and the moon looked beautiful than anything. She put her ear phones on and played hers and Wade’s favorite song. She sang softly with the song and watched the moon as it shined. “O for I can’t help falling in love with you!” she sang. After the song finished, she thought to go to her bed and get some sleep as she was feeling tired and sleepy now.

“It seems.. there's bad luck today because you, a witch is here. It's a disturbance to we humans.” “Let's have coffee.” I pointed to the coffee shop right in front of us. Kelly agreed and we entered the coffee shop, ordered snacks and coffee. “So.. tell me, what's your witch realm like?” I cleared my throat, “It is called Crescent moon, it is beautiful, mostly warm in the day and cold at night. It snows and rains whenever the leader of Crescent moon passes away and sometimes rain when the moon gives birth to the sun.” “So you don't get to see the rain and snow quite often?”

⸻ She stood beneath a crimson moon. Thousands of wolves surrounded her. Silver wolves. Black wolves. Golden wolves. ⸻ An army. ⸻ And at the center stood a woman. ⸻ Beautiful. Powerful. Radiant. ⸻ Her silver-white hair danced in the wind. Moonlight glowing around her skin. ⸻ The Moon Queen. ⸻ The woman slowly turned. ⸻ And Amara froze. ⸻ Because the woman had her face. ⸻ The Queen smiled sadly.