Black Moonlight Novels & Stories

We're both breathing heavily and I open my mouth to speak but it's no longer me talking, my wolf has taken over and he wants to claim what is his. "Just say the word and I am yours." My voice is a gravely demonic version of my own and I can see from the reflection of her glasses that my eyes are completely silver now. A contrast to her deep golden iris's that shine brightly back at me. Complete opposites. That's what we are. Only the goddess knows why we were paired together. My canines extend as I wait for her to respond her eyes never leaving mine. Her answer is so soft, so faint, it's nearly lost on the wind. Nevertheless I hear it. "Yes."

The forest was cloaked in darkness, the canopy above blocking out the light of the moon. Ariston stood alone, his red eyes piercing through the night. The soft rustling of leaves and distant calls of nocturnal creatures were the only sounds, until a series of footsteps approached. Ariston’s senses sharpened, and his lips curled into a vicious smirk.

Ronan Midnight struck with twelve deep chimes from the clock tower above Blackthorne Mansion. The women stood at the edge of the forest beneath a sky bleached silver by the full moon. Forty-two figures lined the boundary marked by burning torches and a long strip of white stone laid into the earth. Beyond them waited darkness. The Blackthorne forest stretched for miles in every direction, dense with old pines, steep ravines, narrow streams, and hunting paths that twisted back on themselves. Fog gathered low between the trees, softening the roots and rocks beneath a pale veil.

The Blood Moon rose at midnight. I stood on the balcony of the palace, watching the crimson light spread across the Moon Kingdom. The towers gleamed. The streets were empty, the people huddled in their homes, praying for deliverance. The air was thick with tension, with fear, with the weight of what was coming. The sky above was black, the stars hidden behind clouds of shadow. Only the Blood Moon remained, its crimson light pulsing with ancient power. The mark on my chest throbbed in rhythm with its light, a constant reminder of the bond that could never be broken.

Caelum pointed toward the black moon. "Because that moon was described in the oldest records of Elaris." The First Light stepped forward. "What did the records say?" Caelum hesitated. "They called it the Silent Moon." Morvane frowned. "Why?" "Because it never reflected light." Liana looked at the image. The moon was enormous. Completely black. Yet the silver ocean beneath it was glowing. "What's under the ocean?" Caelum shook his head. "We don't know." The older Liana suddenly spoke.

Blackmoon once shrouded in the shadows of manipulation, now stood as a beacon of celestial purity. As the pink sun dipped below the horizon, casting a cascade of pastel hues across the Blackmoon landscape, Luna's celestial aura seemed to blend seamlessly with the cosmic tapestry of Blackmoon. The source of manipulation had been dismissed, and the Blackmoon enclave revelled in the newfound clarity that adorned its Blackmoon streets.

I spotted Magenta’s cell phone on the nightstand beside her bed and quickly dialed Nikoa’s number. Although I didn’t say anything, I was already starting to feel the effects of the Blood Moon, and Magenta was right. As the night wears on, the urge to mate will only get worse... until I claim Brenna as my Mate and Queen. “I’m calling Nikoa. You stay here and rest.” “Nikoa Blaise speaking,” he answered on the first ring. “Nikoa, it’s me… Adan.” “Adan!” It sounded as if he was walking as he shifted ears. “To what do I owe the honor of a phone call on the first night of the Blood Moon?”

It is now or never. His fangs glint in the moonlight. He yanks my head to the side. As his fangs hover over my neck, I try to stab him with the branch. It barely penetrates his skin before it breaks. That was my only chance. Suddenly, I hear a deep growl from behind me. I glance out of the corner of my eye, I see a huge black wolf with glowing blue eyes. He pounds on the vampire. He’s beautiful as his fur shimmers in the moonlight. The vampires back away from me.

Her eyes snapped to the window, she went, pushing its opening, it led to the Forrest She gasped loudly as her bare feet touched the cold, wet and chilling ground, she shivered as the wind caressed her cheeks, the lightening became worse and the sky grew darker if possible, it had turned into a shape of black but suddenly, it's color changed, from a dark shape of black to a suffocating shape of red. A Blood Moon! She didn't bother pounding, she had to save her child from the forces that wanted and would come after him from this day.

asks Jason next to me “what?...” I blurted out without taking my eyes off the blonde “We have part of the video from the security camera…” he says, handing me the Tablet, without stopping pointing at it, I take the Tablet and play the video. I see how Malcolm comes out of the corner and behind the Crystal, he turns and immediately takes out the gun and points it, you see that he says a few words and then he approaches her, the hair catcher struggles a bit and then she, she hits and he falls to his knees holding his crotch, the gun is on the ground she takes it and points it at him, after a few seconds he staggers up and goes over to her, she activates the gun and Malcolm falls lifeless in th