Winter X Moon Novels & Stories

A Winter’s Tale Mei moves with her family to the hinterlands, where cold gods reign, and colder climes draw hoarfrost on her coal black hair. This is the first time the girl, barely a young woman, Has seen snow. The peaks of the mountains are like icicles piercing the sky, and at night, the moon is the brightest she has ever seen, like a bright silver coin, nestled at the crest of the ridges. One night, the Bear that Swallowed the Moon comes

Frotconn and Collosus Group would no longer have to fear running low on collaboration opportunities. The two senior members of the Harrison family were extremely pleased with what Winter had done and thought she had done a good job this time. Hence, with their encouragement, Winter and Xavier had gone on a holiday. That was why Winter had only just woken up. Xavier’s endurance had been extremely high last night, and she was exhausted. Upon hearing what Jane said, Winter thought she came bearing good news. “Today’s news? What’s it about? Is it saying that I’ve gotten the Saint Di sponsorship?”

=--------------------------------------- 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 coldness in her voice as she'd accused me of playing games with her. "However," Nathan continued, "we would request certain considerations given that several Sterling Pack families have ancestral homes in that region. Including provisions for the winter moon celebrations." "Winter," I scoffed, the word triggering fresh irritation. "Of course it would be winter." Nathan exchanged another concerned look with his advisor. "The winter moon is particularly important to our pack traditions. Many of our members were born in the winter months. Including your mate, if I recall correctly?" A bitter laugh escaped me before I could stop it. "That's why I hate winter. Especially since white wolves bo

They kneeled in respect for their new moon, for me. It was time for me to give my speech for the first time, and I was nervous, but Hansen came up and kissed my forehead, giving me his support. "I know that in the past, I fled to protect you, but now is different. I am Luna Winter, and I will be in front of you in every battle in every fight until the last drop of blood in my body. I will be your guide, your mother your moon. There will be no force or fate or death itself that can break this promise and prevent me from fulfilling it," I said proudly, and everyone stood up applauding me. Hansen took my hand with him, raising both, and shouted.

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

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

A chorus of chilling winds whispered through the trees, teasing my chapped lips as if beckoning them to tremble. The enigmatic touch of winter's breath painted frost upon my very core, a shiver racing down my spine like a clandestine dancer. The frigid tendrils of cold had ensnared my muscles in their icy grasp, numbing every sensation from my cheeks to my fingertips. The world around me seemed hushed, draped in an ethereal shroud of silence that only winter's arrival could bestow.

Alora slowly relaxed her nerves and let Snow out. Snow laid there for hours, without saying a word, her eyes wide staring at the moon with passion as though it spoke to her. As the day became darker her eyes grew wider as the moon became brighter, the hours fell so fast that she didn’t know when the clock strikes twelve. Yennefer, Aiden, Marshal, Liam and Alora’s parents walked out to catch Alora gawking at the moon. “Is she okay??.” Alora’s mother asked. “That’s Snow!, her wolf side!.The full moon is like a spell to her!.If I am right this is her first Moon shower since she became a Lycan .” Yennefer explained to Winfred, Alora’s mother.

The first Winter Solstice of the grounded era arrived not with a celestial signal, but with a biting northern wind that turned the silver lilies of the Fringe to brittle glass in a single night. The Silver Moon was encased in a Great Frost, a natural, non-technical weather pattern that pushed the temperature so low the air felt like it was filled with needles. I stood at the window of our lakeside cabin, my Tempered Heart drumming a steady sixty beats per minute, its solar enzyme flaring with a protective heat that kept the frost from creeping across the glass. Beside me, Killian watched the clouds, his silver eyes reflecting the heavy gray sky.