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49-2: get yourself together
Before Harry knew what was happening, he was back in human form. He soon found himself lying on his side, in a gun-dog position.
His breathing was ragged from the rapid, forced metamorphosis imposed by the Mad One's order, while a sense of emptiness gradually invaded his mind. Memories flooded back like a burst dam, and he felt a lump in his throat. However, he didn't have time to react as Black threw a pair of black gym shorts at him. It was Wayne who'd been in charge of quickly fetching clothes the second he'd seen the Mad One revert to human form. "Stand up," Black ordered once he was clothed himself. Harry had struggled to his feet and dressed himself, keeping his head down. His body had begun to shake as memories returned more clearly, and he managed to organize his thoughts. The young Red Moon Alpha had to clear his throat again and blink rapidly to chase away the emotion gripping his heart. When heRelated chapters
Red Moon 50-1: six months
"Ouch!" Augustin had unintentionally crashed into someone while carrying several cartons of paper. It was when he'd backed up, and especially thinking he was alone in the office, that the accident had happened. The ancient vampire froze, then quickly turned his head towards the person. He was surprised to see Bianca rubbing her nose. The young woman had come in and tried to cover her eyes to play a trick on him. On the other hand, she had made a maneuvering error, and his best friend's father had moved much faster than expected. He was completely stunned. It was the first time in his long immortal life that a living being had been able to approach him without him being able to detect its presence. He squinted for a moment, searching for some hidden power within Bianca, but nothing. The young woman's heart was beating normally. Her big, caramel-colored eyes had that human life and light in them. And it was only after a draught of air entered the room that Augustin could smell the s
Red Moon 50-2: six months
Emmanuelle, diligently knitting a child's bonnet, was startled. She was sitting on a rocking chair, enjoying the cool morning air and the song of the cicadas. She was stunned to see Bianca in the doorway.How could this be? She should have heard, even smelled, Bianca coming.The young brunette woman had rushed headlong towards her best friend, staring at her from head to toe.Emmanuelle gently placed her red woolen book on the oak coffee table beside her. But she remained silent.Of course, this moment would come sooner or later. But Emmanuelle had hoped to delay it as long as possible for fear of Bianca's reaction.Emmanuelle was still thinking about her best friend's lecture on contraception. But how could she have known then that she was actually able to get pregnant without a complete bond?Augustin's hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor. Obviously, the former vampire had done this on purpose. It would have been inconce
Red Moon 51-1: I am here
The vampires stiffened at the mention of Emmanuelle's beloved's first name. The young blonde woman had burst into tears again, closely followed by Bianca. Augustin looked back curtly as he saw a blood maid standing in the doorway. She shyly held in her hands a square black wooden tray on which rested a box of tissues as well as a carafe of water and crystal glasses. Typically, the ancient vampire would never have tolerated such an intrusion into his family sphere. However, he had to admit that the gesture was thoughtful, and the two women in front of him were particularly boisterous. "Thank you," he said to the servant, and she disappeared as quickly as she had come. "Does Ari even know?" asked Bianca. Emmanuelle was at a loss for words and shook her head to say no. She rose from her rocking chair. "Damn, when I thought I'd said as a joke that you could take nine months to make a baby! If I could do that with the lottery numbers, it would make my life so much easier," Bianca
Red Moon Prologue
Author’s note :Remember to leave a comment at the end of the chapter to tell me what you thought of the story. Just an emoji, heart or smiley is enough to show me you're with me. I won't bother you any more and I wish you all a good read. The characters and situations of this story are purely fictional, any resemblance to real people or having existed people is purely coincidental. * The night’s veil had just been drawn over a lake with peaceful waters. Time remained suspended, frozen by the divines' presence in this sacred place. The sound of a cart pulled by two silver-white horses made the two goddesses look up as they sat near a lake with translucent waters. One of them, Artemis with red hair, Goddess of the Crescent Moon, fierce hunter armed with her quiver of arrows and great golden bow, finally uncrossed her arms from under her chest. Th
Red Moon 1-1:mission
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Red Moon 1-2:mission
Augustine took Emmanuelle's hand and pulled her to him. Then he placed his hand on her arm, and they began to walk through the catacombs. "We have received a message." "Very good. And, what does this have to do with me?" she interrupted at once. "The Council is asking us to guard a human," he announced casually. Emmanuelle immediately stopped walking and looked up at her clan leader. "A human?" "An unborn human," sighed Augustine as he, in turn, turned his head toward her. Emmanuelle looked around, then laughed. "I heard your request. I've heard your request, but before I do, can you confirm that you haven't drunk the blood of a drug addict?" Augustine laughed and nodded. "The order came from the Council, my sweet. So, against all odds, you are the best choice to serve as the child's guardian when her soul enters the cycle of reincarnations. Your lack of appetite has always worried me deeply, and it now seems
Red Moon 2:Harry
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Red Moon 3-1:Wayne
Harry entered with a determined step. He was reassured to know that the Mad One had not yet arrived. "Hey, Harry, hi! Welcome to the Crossroad Cafe!" the two young Wind Tribe members said in unison. The brother and sister standing in front of him shared some common features. They both had wavy black hair and brown eyes that shone with kindness. They wore a black T-shirts with the Café logo. The young man had dark jeans, while his sister wore a long skirt with ethnic patterns. She had a ring on each finger. "Aiyana! Mat!" greeted Harry in turn. The Red Moon Alpha hurried to the bar, where his friends, with whom he had played so much as a child during his visits to the Café, were standing. "We'll have to be careful what we call you from now on," Mat said, patting Harry on the shoulder. The redhead took a seat in one of the high chairs at the bar and grinned brightly as Aiyana placed a bowl of vanilla ice c
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