Zolar Moon Novels & Stories

Then he collapsed, lifeless. Zara’s trial reached its climax as silver light engulfed the arena. ✨️✨️✨️ The glow faded. I stood at the center of the dais, radiant and transformed. A crescent flame shimmered upon my skin, blazing with celestial brilliance. The courtyard fell silent. I had survived. I had prevailed. I had ascended. Elder Helena stepped forward, her voice reverent. “By the will of the Moon Goddess, we recognize Zara as the rightful Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack.”

"Look at the moon, Zoren. Try to take in the energy that it is giving you. Does it feel different? Do you still think that this is dangerous?" Zoren tried to slowly look up. The fear in his heart was there, but having a soft hand hold it really helped him a lot. The moon was not full; parts of it were missing, with one side covered by a cloud. The same energy that he could feel whenever the moonlight hit his skin was there, and he loved it. However, nothing felt unusual. When he glanced at Verena, he could see how she smiled while almost bending her neck just to look up at the night sky.

“Take the rest of the day off then. You'll need your strength.” He nodded. I heard him grunt as he stood. My eyes flicked up from the report on my desk when I didn't hear the door open. He still stood there, eyes focused on me. “Anything else?” “Zonda said the blood moon is in four days and the lunar eclipse three days after it.” He paused. Of course I knew. I was there when the wizard mentioned it. What was he driving at? I stared at him. He knew patience wasn't my strong foot. Why was he pausing?

I held him, and the throbbing discomfort between my legs faded. He slowly opened his eyes. "Zara, my love." The Moon, once obscured by the Earth's shadow, begins to emerge, casting a soft, silvery glow that bathes our naked bodies in an otherworldly light. The air feels crisp and refreshing against my skin, carrying a faint, mystical fragrance of pine needles and Earth, intensified by the lunar spell.

Female halflings rarely arose after the marking, and from all the information he gathered from the various other Wolfen planes, the blood moon that raised halflings was not just any ordinary eclipse. It was a special type of lunar eclipse, a total penumbral eclipse. Unlike the common ones, the moon and the sun overlap nearly perfectly at an angular size of 0.5 degrees despite the distance from each other, and at the same time, the moon inclines at 5.09 degrees from the Earth. Forming an almost perfect alignment for the trio.

Which he did surprisingly, "Zara, what did you do? He's going to kill us! Are you crazy?" "Zoey, you need to understand, with me, no one will ever touch us again. You are not weak. You will become the most powerful being on earth." She said. She sat down, giving me back control. However I could still feel her in my mind. "Where have you been, I was starting to think I was crazy, that you weren't real." Zara rolled her eyes, laying down in my mind. "Zoey, the Moon Goddess informed you that you would not fully recieve me until the next full moon which is still about 20 days away."

Torin charged, his massive form slamming into the Sovereign, but Zorath’s claws slashed through him, sending him crashing to the ground. “No!” Aria roared, her mark flaring brighter. She broke free, her moonlight blasting the shadows away. She ran to Kael, who was struggling to rise, blood dripping from his side. “I’m fine,” he growled, his eyes fierce. “Focus on him. ”But Zorath’s presence was crushing. He stepped forward, the ground cracking beneath him. “The Eclipse is eternal. Your Moon is a flicker, soon extinguished.” Aria’s mark pulsed, showing her a vision of the camp in flames, the pack slaughtered Kael's lifeless body at Zorath’s feet.

Ugh. "Hear this, 'On the twelfth New Moon of the year, an unexpected happened to Z. She's not recognized as a stealer by the mateless wolf member of our pack. We held her coronation as Luna today and she survived the risk of being uncovered.' The letter goes on but the rest are irrelevant." 12th new moon? That sounds like I can be invisible to the grieving wolf, right? Or was it every new moon? That's disturbing but useful. I looked at Aiden and his eyes were already on me. I can't pinpoint the emotion I saw in his face but I think I saw sadness and awe.

"I will try. On the other hand, Alpha Zoran's element is fire; I will try to contact him today." "Don't wait for the full moon to mark the human and the she-wolf. Otherwise, the daughter of the Moon will have all the power that day and will take over Gil's Archon, which she doesn't yet control," warns the former Moon Etta. "You're right, Etta; I can't support you any longer. We will look for a couple of werewolves who deserve to receive them as Archons, and I will speak with Novak with an open mind."

That was what they called it now like it was something that had simply happened rather than something that had been done. Twenty-seven wolves were killed In one ceremony all because one Blood Moon rose red and swollen over Blackwood territory. And Selene, nineteen years old and shaking, standing at the edge of it all with blood on her hands that she could not explain. She remembered the faces more than anything. The way they’d looked at her. These were people who had watched her grow up, who had called her by her name, who had sat at tables with her and laughed with her and told her she was going to be the finest Luna their generation had ever seen. They all looked at her like she was someth