Winter X Moon Novels & Stories

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

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

**TRIGGER: ASSAULT** Xenia’s fingers brushed the cold windowpane as she gazed out into the night, the Red Moon hung ominously in the sky. Its crimson glow bathed the landscape in an unsettling light, a reminder of the ritual to come. Tonight, everything will change. She could feel the weight of it pressing down on her. No matter how much Nova tried to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. “Do you feel that?” Nova asked.

Thankfully, it turns on and I press it to my beating chest, blowing a long, satisfied breath. “You’ll be safer here.” Jaxon starts talking again. “Wolves dominate the woods during the full moon. You’ll be free to go after your wound is healed and the full moon is over.” “And when will that be?” I ask. “Your wound will heal by morning—” “No, I mean the full moon. When will it be over?” Jaxon pauses, as if my question bothers him. “After Christmas.” He finally replies. “What?!” I flip, stumbling forward but I miss a step and I almost fall onto a wooden stool but he catches me in a split second.

No wonder he couldn’t keep a smart girl like her. “Well, we have people who make the money for us while we relax,” I replied, taking the remote while I switched on the TV. We were getting comfortable watching the movie when a sudden loud scream came from Winter. This got me startled, and before I could process what was going on, she had landed on my lap. She squirmed on my lap while I held her tightly. I didn’t say anything while she was on my lap, as she was clearly looking troubled. When she calmed down to look at me, we were barely inches apart.

My arm snakes around Winter's graceful form, pulling her into my side. I can do this one handed. She's just too damn tempting to keep my hands off of. At least I'm already skilled in the art of one handed... stuff. I don't know how she distracts me so much with just a touch. Even though the fluff of the blanket, I can feel her softness. God, she's beautiful. I can't keep myself from pressing a kiss to her head, her floral shampoo flooding my nostrils. “Soooo…” Winter snuggles into me, her head resting on my chest. “What are you gonna do about… ummm… her.”

“What about you?” Channary’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I feel it too, Keaton. This… pull. Like she’s someone I’m supposed to know, but I don’t. It’s like my wolf recognizes her, but my mind can’t catch up.” There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Channary could practically hear Keaton thinking. “You’re Moon-Kissed,” he said carefully, as though testing the words. “If she were too, you’d feel it stronger. This sounds different.”

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

I understand that feeling all too well. “What are you thinking little mama?” Jaxon asked me. “I see myself in Brad.” I said absentmindedly. “Oh yeah?” “Yeah. No friends or family. Young and trying to survive by using his talent. Sound familiar?” I asked. “I guess you would be right when you put it that way.” Jaxon said. “Seems a shame he hasn’t met his mate yet.” I said. “Yeah, well the Moon Goddess has been using Winter Moon as her stomping ground to play match maker these days. You realize how many people have found their mates recently?” He asked.

--- In some part of the city, Moon and Winter were walking together. "This Selection sucks! How can enemies be here in this huge Virtual City?!" Moon shouted in irritation. Winter just looked at him in contempt. Holding her sword firmly, she pointed it to Moon! "Principal Lyns said to defeated anyone you will encounter.." she said in a serious voice. "So I will beat you hear and now!" Moon smirked. The legendary Winter Dawn challenging him for a battle. The two backed off and stand their ground. Moon prepared his attack, as Winter kept hers, too.