Yakuza Moon Book Novels & Stories

The wounds seemed to be healing, but for some reason they stopped. "What is going on? It looks like they were healing until you came over here then it stopped." We stood there for a moment while I noticed a moon tattoo or mark on her right wrist. "Hey, move over here for a bit. I want to see something." "Alright, I am not really sure why but fine." As I moved toward my brother and the light of the moon hits her back and not only did the mark on her wrist glowed, but her back started healing once more.

Roy nodded absentmindedly, vision frolicking over the shelves with beginners interest. "Want to check out some books? Let me help you." Jeremy swayed in the direction of a random shelf with a bar hanging―Japanese Fiction written in caps. Jeremy pulled out a white and black designed tiny, thin book from the compactly stocked shelf and waved it at Roy. Roy saw Jeremy coming over with a book and caught it's cover design. A simplistic art with profound hidden meaning. The name 'Birthday Girl' conveyed a sense of aesthetic complexity. "This is a thriller short story by Murakami Sensei. He is a widely known novelist across the globe. His every work is phenomenal." Jeremy said, voice dripping with

With her hands held behind her, Skylar shadowed Luna Ayana's steps, the woman sauntered into a conference room, Skylar followed behind her, instantly noticed how the room was thronged. All heads snapped to the door, all eyes were on her, Skylar stared at their faces, it was the first time she had seen this many white fur wolves and Lycans all packed up in the same room in this lifetime. Just like the white fur wolves, a moon symbol laid on their necks but it was full.

I stated, “You really need it, I guess you'll have to reheat the only thing you eat in this house… anyway since you're going into the streets, do you mind grabbing me the second volume of a novel?” “What novel?” “New moon, Stephanie Mayer. You can find it at the bookstore just down the street. And please be careful out there.” “Alright Mrs Lyra Moon.” “I dare you to repeat that.” She gritted. “I wouldn't want to see your wrath ma!” I teased more, knowing she hated anything ma. “And that's it!” She sprang up, but before she could catch up with me, I had already taken a run for it. Jogging around the Streets by this time of the night was really beautiful, I could feel the cold airbrushed my fa

Before he could react, her hand wrapped around his and a playful smile played on her face. “Thank you.” She said to him as she glanced at him with a smile on her face before staring ahead. “My pleasure,” Carl responded and his eyes darkened dangerously. … It was dark and the only sound that could be heard was that of the crickets and the rustling leaves that moved thanks to the wind. The atmosphere was quiet and it felt like the world had gone into eternal slumber as not even the sound of a human or animal could be heard. One would wonder if the grim reaper was passing by with his scythe, looking for a soul to harvest. The moon shone brightly, casting its bright light upon the deep darkness.

Almost as if he knew, almost as if he’s figured it all out, and the game they thought they were playing were not theirs at all, but his. The second bit; Ever-moon. The victory of their ambush had relied heavily on Ever-moon’s help, and yet conveniently, they were a no show, whilst Ajax’s men continued to push back at the wolves, even as they fell to the ground, gutted, they still came, like a bunch o0f human sacrifices, willing baring their necks to the blade.

I wandered, fingers trailing along spines, until a thick, aged tome caught my eye: The Rift: The Blood Feud Between Shadowmoor and Nightfang. Curiosity burned. I sat, flipping through tales of broken treaties, stolen land, and one chilling entry about a Luna from Nightfang who was assassinated by a Shadowmoor spy. No wonder these packs hated each other. “I wouldn’t start with the war crimes,” a voice drawled behind me. “The poetry section’s less likely to give you nightmares.” I looked up sharply. A woman leaned against the bookshelf, arms crossed, expression wickedly amused. She wore combat boots, a half-buttoned uniform jacket, and a smirk that could slice steel. Her dark blonde curls were

"Veronica Leech once came to my office with a very old book that had several torn pages. While she discussed with me about the contract, I noticed the book and asked her about it because it looked very old and ratty. She simply shrugged me off and said it was a family cooking recipe book that her grandmother had passed on to her. You see, I wasn't convinced but I let it slide anyway" Liam said, running his fingers through his hair. "What was the name of the book?" I asked. "The twin moons" ********

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Kaelen dived into the smoke, grabbing Sera and pulling her back just as the peak of the mountain began to crumble. "Silas!" Sera cried, reaching out into the white light. But Silas was gone. He had chosen to be the anchor that held the gate shut. The Blood Moon began to fade, the red shadow sliding away to reveal the pure, silver light of the moon. The "Wild Hunt" vanished into mist. The silence returned to Oakhaven, but this time, it was peaceful.