Ang Buwan Ngumingiti Novels & Stories

Lilith could remember when her life had changed. From being the odd bubbly werewolf to being turned into a hybrid and falling in love with one that saved her life. When she was left rejected, broken-hearted, and dying, that all happened on her eighteen birthday. Talk about one hell of a birthday; Lilith could remember it perfectly. Demien, her older brother, age twenty-five, is the beta and second in command in the blood moon pack, one of the pack's best since their father. Some say that Demien has an eccentric and weird demeanor, but despite that, he is not easily fooled. He is sometimes called abnormal. According to his ex-girl, his mate Angel says he's a "creative, fun spirit."

“You don’t change until the first full moon after your 17th birthday. However some of us will start to have some minor changes before. Better hearing, better eyesight, better sense of smell, craving meat more, wanting to be outdoors all the time. Things like that. The first time you turn it is very painful. You have no control over it and it will happen faster if you are directly in the moon light, but it will happen even if it is cloudy. It just takes longer.” Amaris took a moment to absorb all this. Then it dawned on her. “Tonight is the full moon!” Amaris burst out standing up. Anna came over to put her arm around Amaris’ shoulders and sat her down once more. “Now you know why I have been

Even if the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. “You’re Tyler’s bride. The next full moon will be the Worm Moon and that will be the time which you and Tyler will be wed.” “Worm Moon? That’s a pretty odd name,” I said. The woman laughed. “Worm Moon is the name of the moon for March’s full moon. Each month has their names according to ancient traditions. January’s full moon is named as Wolf Moon which is the most sacred moon for werewolves and so forth.” “Werewolves?” My brain seems to leave my own skull and bathe in the same mud I was just soaked in.

Stephen smirked. “Yeah you’re right. This place fits me well.” They all talked for a while but now it was getting dark the moon was coming out. “We should probably go inside.” Greg said. “I think the supper’s also ready.” Stephen told. Dara kept on looking at the moon. It seemed as the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. Ellen shook Dara, “Come on honey it’s getting dark and cold.” Dara went inside with her family but she wished to stare at that beautiful thing for a little longer.

“And came back blood-soaked, dragging a wild boar behind you.” Ava smirked. “That boar was cursed. I did everyone a favor.” That earned a flicker of a smile from him—barely—but it faded as quickly as it came. “You know the rules. If you’re out past moonfall, the sun could rise before you return. Get protection.” “I’ll be fast—” “Get it anyway,” he said firmly. “Tell your uncle to prepare the ointment. You’re strong, Ava, but you’re not invincible.”

Iris. Wednesday, July 30th. Two days later… Noon. All day, I haven’t had a moment’s peace from talk of the blood moon festival. Everywhere, adult werewolves and younglings chatter with excitement. Their joy claws at me, pulling me back to when I still lived in Silvaton Ridge as Iris Herewit.

Tonight, its grey walls are bathed in the soft shimmer of bistro lights strung across the grounds. But the brightest light of all is the one above us—the full moon, hanging clear and silver in the sky. A formal event beneath a full moon… with a werewolf. It feels almost too much like a fairytale. And yet, I can’t ignore what the stories say about werewolves on nights like this.

As these changes became more noticeable, It wasn’t until Lune noticed her calendar one evening that the realization hit her—she’d missed her period twice. Her fingers hovered over the dates as she counted them once more, a sense of shock filling her. It couldn’t be… Could it? She took a deep breath, suddenly connecting all the dots. The cravings, the unpredictable emotions, the unusual food aversions, the missed periods—it all seemed to fit.

Karl asked. “People are after her they are the cause of your amnesia a lot of darkness surrounds you but there’s this, this light,” Sheina said turning back to Avery. “A light that would help you, I couldn't tell who that person was for some reason the moon Goddess won’t be straightforward with me she wouldn’t be clear about anything, you must have been mixed with terrible dark magic Avery” when she said that the terror on Avery’s face spread to Karl’s too it was clear that Karl was concerned for Avery “Isn’t there anything we can do to ease it? Like something that will facilitate the vision?”