Blood Moon Calling Novels & Stories

"Come back baby, we are just getting started!" "Come on Anathi, you scared? I won't tell anybody! " I heard his voice echo as I hid in the field. I was afraid of going in deeper because I did not know where the fields ended or what was on the other side. He did not seem to give up on searching for me either. The moon was almost up and it would be another night, a full moon where I wouldn't get to transform. I ended up giving up, after all I was far away from home, there were no rides on the road we had taken so I couldn't hitch hike. He was my only ride so I went back.

Unbeknown to him, the call can only be heard by a Luna Puer wolf, it was the calling for every Luna Puer Wolf astray from their pack, and it was a calling for the Luna Puer wolf to assemble, to unite. It was a calling for their true Alpha to come home. Justice and Victor were standing up in the tallest point of New York, staring at the bright Blood Moon. Victor had pocketed his hands, his hair silver and slick. He glanced at Justice, “That was Jennie.” He nods absently at the moon, then he starts walking away. “Ready yourself, Justice. We’re going home earlier than expected.” Justice stares at the blood moon. “The Moon God, is it bleeding for us? Why is it so red? Is this an omen?”

I asked, turning to the other woman, who pulled down her hood. She was glowing a soft white, and her skin was the color of the moon, her eyes pitch black. She wore a thick silver crown that bore the different cycles of the moon. The full moon at the front of her head, “It’s been some time since I have seen you, child.” The woman’s voice was echoed, a mix between a man’s and a woman’s voice. “You’ve grown so much… I can’t wait to see you lead our people into the era of the light and out of the era of darkness.” “What do you mean? I’m dead?”

“Gather the men and don’t make me repeat myself again.” “Fine! What’s the plan?” “We’re barging in tonight.” Dan's mouth gapes at the shocking revelation. “Tonight’s a full moon.” I completely shun him by saying, "Don't forget. I need all the men to gather in the underground parking lot at the office building at 6 PM. We'll attack half an hour before the moon rises. Incur a delay, and I will kill you."

She was my redemption. The Blood Moon Luna and His Blood Moon Redemption are original works from the imagination of author Artemas J R Broyles. Some real life places were used purely for landmark purposes. The characters themselves are pure imagination with personalities inspired by those the author has met in their own life’s journey. Thanks for reading! -A :)

We bent to read the plaque. "Luna Jessica of the Blood Moon pack, the second of the pack to be Corrupted, victim of the Silver Hands." the plaque read. "Your mother," Mabel told me. She walked to a cabinet I hadn't noticed and got out a round, white rock. It was big enough to fit in the cup of her palms. "Moon rock," she told me. "Harnesses the light of the moon. It captures moonlight, and releases it when the user needs it."

Isabella’s POV The night air was cool and electric, charged with anticipation as the entire pack gathered beneath the full, glowing Blood Moon. This was no ordinary gathering, tonight marked the sacred Blood Moon Ceremony, a tradition that stretched back centuries, honoring unity and the strength of our pack. The glowing red light cast eerie shadows on the trees surrounding the estate, flickering over faces tense with cautious hope. Cain and his elders were here, dressed in ceremonial robes as formal guests, a symbol of the fragile peace that still felt like a thread pulled too tight.

Far away, in that red-water world, Collin threw himself against the crack again, teeth bared, howling her name. Not yet, the cold voice breathed. He snarled, wrath like a wildfire, and slammed his fists into the split so hard light bled through his knuckles. Then wake me, he roared back. Or I’ll tear you apart, too. Not yet, it whispered again. Then louder: Bloodmoon. Collin froze. His breath hitched. Bloodmoon, the voice repeated, colder now. Bloodmoon calls. Bloodmoon releases. Bloodmoon unbinds. Collin’s eyes widened.

“What can’t be tonight?” Aurora turned slowly to face them and her expression was grave. “Look outside,” she said quietly. Everyone turned toward the shattered windows. The moon was rising over the tree line and it was massive, easily three times its normal size, and it was red. Someone moved to the window and everyone heard Jessica’s sharp intake of breath. Blood red, the color of fresh blood. “Blood moon,” Jessica breathed, and her voice was shaking. “It’s a blood moon.” “Oh no,” Jessica whispered. “Oh no no no, this is bad, this is really bad—”

“Lyla!” Dani grabbed his arm. “She’s burning up ” “No.” Eli’s voice was desperate. “She’s fighting something inside. Don’t touch her.” Jonas stared, his expression unreadable. “It’s not just inside. Look at the moon.” The Blood Moon pulsed brighter, bleeding across the sky, and a ripple of shadow tore through the clearing, bending the trees as if they were bowing. “Shit,” Dani whispered. “What the hell did she just unleash?”