Blackmoon Prophecy 2 Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Her expression is defensive. Alpha Ordovic stopped. His expression hardened. He turned to the midwife. “When was she born? Why can't I hear her crying?” The midwife lowered her head. “Alpha, there's something odd about Luna's baby. I'm afraid she'll be the cause of the pack's destruction in—” “Nonsense!” shouted Lycia. “Stupid prophecy! She's just a baby! What do you think she will do?” The midwife recoiled in fright, but Alpha Ordovic ordered her to continue speaking. Since birth, the midwife could predict some bad events that would befall someone and she is sure that what she saw in the baby now is not something to be taken lightly.

I said. “The prophecy of Nightveil was never about destruction,” he began. “It was never about one twin being evil and the other being good. That was how frightened people chose to read it through the lens of their own fear.” He folded his hands on the table. “The prophecy is about balance. Light and dark aren’t opposites the way your pack believed. They’re complements. Two forces that need each other to be whole.” His gaze held mine. “You and Lyra together are what the prophecy spoke of. Not enemies. Two halves of something that was always meant to be one.”

She said good morning to everyone and kissed my cheek. "Okay since everyone is here let's begin" My mother clapped her hands to get everyone's attention "As you know yesterday was the full moon and some of us went wild" my father stated. "As of the result, someone was bitten" We all gasp out. "What?" Lynn shouted out. "Who did it?" Lucien asked looking at all of us suspiciously. "It wasn't me" Mila and Chloe answered. "No, it wasn't because the person who bit him is an Alpha and is sitting right in this room being quiet" My father drifted off and look at Peter.

"Or maybe she’s the reason it’s all happening. The prophecy speaks of a child of dusk and moonlight, doesn’t it? You ever stop to think she might be the key to bringing the Revenants back?" A flicker of doubt crossed my mind, but before I could respond, my father’s voice cut through the night air. "Enough." Tobias Blackwood stepped into the clearing, his expression as cold as ever. "We do not meddle in things beyond our control. Luna Samuels is not our concern. She is not pack, and we will not risk everything we’ve built for the sake of one girl. Do I make myself clear?" I met his gaze but said nothing. It didn’t matter. He had already made up his mind.

the leader stammered, his voice shaking. Ariston smiled, a chilling sight. “Your worst nightmare.” With that, he moved forward and delivered a swift, brutal punch to the leader’s head. The leader crumpled to the ground, unconscious. Ariston stood over him for a moment, ensuring he was truly out, before wiping his bloody hands on the leader’s uniform. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale light over the blood-soaked ground. Ariston stood amidst the carnage, his red eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. He threw his head back and let out a powerful howl that echoed through the forest.

The mark was glowing again — brighter than ever before, pulsing in time with my heartbeat. “The moon,” I whispered, my throat dry. “It’s happening again.” He followed my gaze toward the window, and when he saw it, his breath caught. The moon wasn’t white anymore. It was turning silver — the same bleeding light I’d seen in the dream. He was out of bed in a heartbeat, pulling on his clothes. “Get everyone inside. Now.” “What’s happening?” “The prophecy,” he said grimly. “The second awakening.” I stood, my legs trembling. “Lyanna said I’d have to choose.”

"You know, no one gives a damn about the prophecy here in the nocturnal crimes division—I know we act as if we care about it but in reality, we don't give a damn about it." I furrowed my brows, confused about where he was getting. Atticus moved closer, a frown on his face. "You know, it has existed for a while now. The prophecy, and yet nothing happened." He saw that I hadn't arrived yet and continued. He clicked his tongue. "Stay with me now, Jamal. Let me get there," The general licked his lips. "The prophecy came from the Moonheart lineage and they all got wiped out and since then, pretty much nothing has happened, right?" He shook his head and leaned forward, expecting me to give him an

This was specific. A crimson sky. Black stone beneath my feet. And the voice, the same ancient voice, but closer now. Not whispering. Speaking clearly, as if standing in the room. "Alliance won't save you. I am coming for you, child of prophecy. When the blood moon rises, all your precious bonds will break." I sat up. Breathing hard. The engagement ring on my finger caught the moonlight, silver and ruby. And for a moment I couldn't tell if the red was the stone or the afterimage of the nightmare still burning in my vision.

"She saw darkness consuming all the packs," James added, his voice unusually solemn. "Not just Riverwood and Blackthorn, but the European territories too. Living darkness that thanked her personally for helping break something important." The phantom sensation pulsed with shared concern. Axel recognized that this conversation was heading into sensitive territory, but he needed to learn more. "Break what, exactly?" he asked, keeping his tone casually curious while examining a leather-bound tome on a nearby shelf. Another meaningful glance passed between the brothers before Clay answered carefully, "A prophesied bond. Something called the Moon Rose Prophecy."