Blackmoon Prophecy 2 Novels & Stories

We no longer hunt for the food as it is being prepared while on the run for a feast when we all return. I was there for only one of those after getting my wolf when Luna Dani turned to me. "You will come back for the gala now, won't you? At least for the evening, I understand you will probably have to leave the following day, but I do hope you come that evening Livvy. Under the Blue Moon you could find your second chance mate, if our Moon Goddess Selene is willing to grant such a beautiful opportunity to those that had lost their first."

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

The ancient ceremonial dagger gleamed crimson in the pale moonlight as the high priestess raised it high. Kiera's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding like the drums echoing through the stone hollows. This was really happening. Against her will, she was being subjugated to the cruelest tradition of the Blackwood Pack - the Blood Moon mating ritual that would bind her for life to Damien, the most ruthless and detested Alpha wolf in the entire ancient lineage. She risked a defiant glance at the hulking figure awaiting her at the altar. Damien's piercing amber eyes locked on her, a menacing snarl twisting his lupine features as if he could sense her reticence.

I saw them off and turned to face the vague direction of the palace. The eyeball (I could not get its name) had told me; Blood Moon prophecy Layer 5: The Inheritor shall claim their rightful throne and shall bring the light of the goddess to her children. Now that I've wolfed out, I could clearly see why I had not wolfed out early. I was so naturally powerful that it was not even funny. And I have been racing against a speed freak - in my subconscious yes, but it was as real as it got - for months now. That is to say, I'm fast. Like, fuck you fast.

****************** "A Luna has been reincarnated in two separate bodies, and her fate has been divided as a result of the curse that she carries. One will usher in an era of tranquility for the human race, while the second will usher in an era of calamity for her kind!" The prophecy was delivered to everyone who was there in the holy temple on the mountain by an elderly man who had a long white beard and seemed to be in his late sixties, or early seventies… **Blackout**

Seraphine's silver eyes glowed with dark magic. "The Blood Moon rises tomorrow night." She turned toward the altar. "And tomorrow..." "...the prophecy enters its final beginning." A powerful gust of wind swept through the temple, extinguishing every candle at once. Darkness swallowed the room. And somewhere inside the pack house...The cross-shaped mark on Rowan's back pulsed once. Bright silver….Before fading again.

Bethany's face twisted with rage, and then she said the words that made the entire school ground freeze. "I, Bethany Grey, daughter of Brandon Grey, challenge Nyra Black, daughter of Amos Black, to a Luna Kai at the next full moon!" My stomach dropped. A Luna Kai. It was a sacred battle between two werewolves—a fight to prove strength or to dethrone an Alpha. The loser would be cursed by the Moon Goddess for six moons, unable to shift, their wolf trapped inside. No one had called for a Luna Kai in years. The moment the words left her mouth, the air shifted.

she asked. “You can take the book with you if you want to read it,” he added before continuing. “But long story short, apparently this prophecy runs in the Royal Family since forever. Some even say the powers of the Luna came from the Silver Moon itself and she passed it to her descendants.” They considered the Moon the goddess of the wolves, so it was supposed to be where their abilities to shift came from, and that was why all wolves, or at least most of them, paid enormous respect towards it.