Blackmoon Prophecy 2 Novels & Stories

" Now." Victor did not move, his sneer firm. "Do you think you can protect her from this, Blackwood?" What's to come? You cannot. She is already in too deep. "And when the time comes..." His eyes returned to mine, and his voice fell to a terrifying whisper. "You will do exactly as the prophecy says. "Whether you want it or not." The air in the chamber became heavier, and the tension crackled like a live wire. My pulse raced, and panic clawed at my chest.

When I wake, the first rays of dawn filter through the window, casting long shadows across the room. I find myself in the sitting room, poring over the ledger once more. Each entry deepens the pit in my stomach—names, dates, sums of money exchanged. And then there’s the note about the rogue meeting. My fingers trace the scrawled words, the details burned into my mind: Black Hollow Ridge. Midnight. Three days. The implications are staggering. Cain isn’t just corrupt—he’s a traitor, conspiring with rogue wolves against his own pack. Red growls in my mind, her anger mirroring my own. He’ll pay for this, she snarls. We’ll make him pay.

Their eyes met. Gold. Fierce. Afraid. For her. A word slammed into her mind with the force of a falling star. Mine. Her breath hitched. And deep inside her, something ancient opened its eyes. The pain surged— —and Lena screamed as the red moon burned her world into something new.

His fingers carefully trailed lazy patterns from my belly up to my waist, then took it back down in a slow, reverent and unpredicted motion, carefully setting my body alight in ways I hadn't allowed from anyone in years. I cleared my throat, forcing myself to finally break off body contact with him. “I need…more time.” Kale nodded, still maintaining eye contact with me. “You’ll have it, as you desire.” Maester Kyn cleared his throat, bringing us back to reality, clearly uncomfortable with our display of affection “There’s more you are yet to hear.” I blinked in confusion. “More?” Kyn pushed the scroll closer to me. “The prophecy also spoke of other things which are of a second bloodline. A t

"I was just... I was just trying to be happy." "Happy?" Margaret's voice is sharp. "Your happiness has doomed the entire continent, do you understand that? The blood moon is a sign, it's a warning that the prophecy is coming true." "What prophecy?" I ask, even though I'm afraid of the answer. Gregory steps forward. "When the wolfless one finds love in the fangs of darkness, the blood moon shall rise, and the continent shall burn in eternal night. Only death can break the curse." The words hit me hard "That's... that's not about me right?"

An eerie crimson light trickles in from the huge skylight above. All around, I see dozens of vampires. They are all staring at me like a pack of hungry wolves. Fuck! How am I going to stall now? I scan the vampires, looking for any I could unnerve. One licks his lips as if already savoring my taste. Another’s eyes rake over me with utter disdain. Armond, wearing dark robes, steps forward. “At long last, the prophecy has come to fruition. Years of waiting…” He sneers, “And you walk willingly toward us.”

He then looked in Chucky's direction, his eyes cloudy as he mind-linked with Romeo. "What prophecy?" Annabelle prodded, finishing her last fry before unwrapping her fish burger. Trav swallowed the food in his mouth and slurped on his drink before continuing. "There is a prophecy that talks about the pairing between the guardian of the black onyx stone and the ruby stone which is supposed to happen on the day of the blood moon. As you know, the guardian of the black onyx stone is the King of Werewolves while the guardian of the ruby stone is the Queen of Wiccans. If the prophecy comes true, their children would be the most powerful being, a hybrid, having the strength of a werewolf and the ma

Then the clouds came. The second the sun was hiding behind the clouds, the loudest shriek Liam had ever heard in his life erupted from behind him. He turned, but he was too slow. A figure in a black cloak had grabbed him and lifted him a solid foot from the ground. It’s hands were cold, clammy, and strong. Liam struggled to breathe, crying out in pain. He could feel his neck being crushed under the weight of this...creature’s...strength, and he kicked and struggled as hard as he could. Liam could hear the sounds of the townsfolk fleeing, knocking over chairs and each other to get away from the cloaked figure. Liam took a second to look into it’s eyes, determined to see who was attacking him.

she beamed and ruffled both their hairs before ushering them out from her room. The smile on her face instantly dropped as soon as they were out the door while her gaze went to her left hand where the little finger remained missing. “He’s coming girls with the help from both of you, your fates are cursed, only doom lurks over your heads and I’m sorry for being the cause of it” BLOOD PROPHECY!

the Shadow Magus continued, circling Amelia like a predator toying with its prey. "The prophecy you came seeking, my dear Alpha, holds the secret to my ultimate goal. The union of the Moonfire and Sunstrike Packs, bound by the blood of true Alphas, will be my catalyst, fueling darkness that will consume all." The figure's voice dripped with triumph, relishing in the impending doom they foretold.