Summer Moon Novels & Stories

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

I get down from counter and follow him back to the living room. Soon we are sitting side by side on the sofa in front of the flat screen TV pinned to the wall. We find a Korean action comedy film called Midnight Runners on N*****x and decide to watch it. Adonis press the play button on the remote and the film begins. He then leans back comfortably on the sofa and wraps his hands around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him.

She was excited to hang out with everyone, but she couldn’t help the little flicker of disappointment that they wouldn’t be able to be nearly as openly affectionate as they had enjoyed throughout all of their private hours together. Once settled close to the water with beach chairs and towels laid out and umbrellas planted in the sand, Aiden realized just how much she’d been wanting to soak up some sun and do absolutely nothing for a stretch of time. With Jessie and Jacob cuddling up on an oversized towel on one side and Mitch close beside her on the other, Aiden couldn’t have been more content than to listen to the wind and the waves lapping at the shore as the tide went back out. Her hand

I ask, and I find my voice has come out as almost a whisper. "I didn't mean to startle you," he says, and I see his eyes flicker over my body, even in the half-dark. "I just thought you might want to know it's not a full moon yet. In case that's important for your shot." His voice is low, almost a growl and it sends a tingle up my spine. "Oh thanks," I murmur, an inexplicable thrill racing through my body as I gaze at him. "But it's a series I'm working on - the title is Incomplete." At this I see a wry smile break out on his face.

The three of us have been friends since we were incredibly young, but this situation was grating on my nerves and these two were pushing their luck right now. “Aerian was spotted in New York, now saying that this was also four months ago. Havarlthian also believes he spotted her in Rhode Island two months ago. That was the last time any of our guys spotted her. It appears as if she might be making her way up and into New England. That does pose an exceptionally large issue.” Tillamuk explained. “And what might that issue be?” I asked. “The Blue Lunar Eclipse pack and the White Wynter Storm Pack. Not to mention that the weather has turned to shit, and that area of the States is notorious for

Zen is here and is not going anywhere for a short time. I know he will be back, now he knows where I am. I also think Rayne will be back for the kids, especially the boys. They need a male role model in their lives. With the Blue Moon tomorrow and my dormant state, I might as well enjoy the night. I ran around for a bit before heading to my cliff. I sat there watching the moon rise high in the sky. Summer says a few words. I feel her sadness as she does. I let out a slow, long howl, conveying her message to the rest of her family.

The sight that befell Cilyna and Kaynon as they reached the side of the mountain had Cilyna staring in astonishment. An older woman with hip length silver hair sat cross legged in the center of a salt circle. There was no wind blowing through the trees, yet her hair was flowing all around her as if she had stuck her finger in a light socket though gently swaying to her soft siren chant. The setting sun was her spotlight and the small dust like particles floating in the air looked like glitter. The scene had a Disney magic feel to it.

The air in the Maw didn’t just grow cold, it became thin, as if the mountain itself were gasping, outside, the Blood Moon had reached its zenith, casting a bruised, rhythmic crimson light through every fissure and vent in the stone, it wasn't just a celestial event, it was a cosmic siphon, Kaelen was using the Lunar Cult’s forbidden Tides to pull the child toward the surface, dragging the heir out of the dark before it was ready to be born.

Trying to find weakness, an opening. I turned with her, keeping myself between her and Summer. Not because I was sentimental. Because Summer was *mine*, and I didn't let anyone touch what belonged to me. "Tell me, little Luna," Remiora purred, stopping in front of Summer. "Has he explained what happens when you fail?" "I know about the curse," Summer said, but I heard the tremor beneath her words. "Do you?" Remiora stopped directly in front of her, towering over Summer's smaller frame. The air between them crackled with something dark and electric. "Do you know that you have exactly seventy days left? That each day brings you closer to your death?"

But he pushed the thought aside, choosing instead to focus on preparing for the encounter. As the castle settled into a deep silence, Summer found herself drifting into a restless sleep. Her dreams were vivid and strange, taking her to a place she had never seen before. She was standing in a dark, cold cave, with rough stone walls that seemed to press in around her. White cloth was wrapped around her body, binding her arms and legs, yet she felt no discomfort. Instead, there was a sense of calm that was almost hypnotic. Looking up, she saw a brilliant, full moon shining directly above her, casting a silvery glow over everything. She felt its pull, an inexplicable urge to reach toward it as i