Blood Moon Creatures Of Sonaria Novels & Stories

“At the origin point. And he’s carrying a piece of the Bloodmoon Mark in his blood. The ground knows.” “So he’s a carrier,” I said. “All three of us are,” Rhydian replied. The road curved and through the trees I could finally see it, the gold light rising in columns, unreal and beautiful, nothing like I pictured when I woke up today. And right in the center, too far to see but easy to find, a single unmoving shape in silver light. Soren, alone, while four hundred wolves watched. My phone buzzed. Soren. Finally.

I am however, on my laptop, doing research on the pendant I bought for Xander. The legend Mana told me was true. The Moon Goddess herself carved this. I also found out that the son of the Chief that lost his one love, Aroha, was also the Alpha who mated with the Moon Goddess herself. Mana, the chief, passed it down to his son who later became the alpha of an ancient pack with goddess blood running through their veins. I wonder how it even came to that man's possession though? I mean, that couldn't possibly be Mana himself right? That would be crazy. It could have, maybe, been a descendant of the Ancient Chief?

“Then we move fast. If the relic’s binding is accelerating, we reach the next seal before the Blood Moon crests. The longer she carries it, the more it consumes.” Ashen turned his gaze skyward. “The moon’s already turning. We’re running out of nights.” His words made something inside me twist. The crimson haze of the Tear Drop flared faintly in my vision again, and for a heartbeat, I could see the moon above and tinged with the faintest streak of red. Lysera’s voice whispered faintly through the wind. Blood calls to blood, Elara. And yours is answering. I shivered. Not from cold. From knowing she was right.

“And because something is going to happen soon. Something bigger than your mother’s lies and your stepfather’s games.” My skin prickled. “What are you talking about?” “The Blood Moon.” I frowned. “The… what?” Valessa moved to the window, pulling the curtain aside just enough for the pale light outside to seep in. She gazed out as if she could already see it on the horizon. “The Blood Moon will rise in a few months. It’s rare, but when it comes, it changes everything. It stirs power you didn’t know you had. It makes bonds unbearable. It turns desire into madness. And for hybrids like you—” she glanced back at me, her eyes sharp, “it can be lethal if you aren’t prepared.”

Isabella lay awake long after the house had fallen silent. The only sound was the soft rhythm of rain tapping against the window, a steady beat that matched the relentless pulse in her chest. Darkness wrapped around her like a suffocating cloak, heavier than any noise she could hear. Her mind refused to rest. Every thought seemed to collide with another — a storm of fear, doubt, and something stubbornly fierce that refused to be silenced. She was trapped. Trapped between worlds she didn’t belong to — the cold, dangerous realm of the Moretti family, and the fading shadows of the life she once knew. Neither felt like home anymore.

Drums pounded—signals of the incoming siege. But above the chaos… …hung the moon. It wasn’t supposed to be here yet. Yet there it was—rising too soon, swollen and bleeding crimson into the sky. The Blood Moon. The cursed moon. The night fate had promised. Karl’s voice dropped low in his chest. “It comes early. They forced it.” Lucy stared upward, breath caught. “The curse… is accelerating.” Conan ran up, armor still half-strapped. “Alpha—Shadow creatures at the south wall. Hundreds. Maybe more.”

Aunt Cleo continued, her tone resolute, "I'll begin instructing you in defensive magic. We must be prepared if we're to stand any chance against them. If an attack is imminent, it will likely coincide with the blood moon, when their powers surge to their zenith. That gives us barely a month to brace ourselves." A shiver ran down Aqua's spine as the full extent of the danger loomed before her. Every word from Aunt Cleo felt like a warning etched in stone, urging her to steel herself for the battle ahead. "I'll do whatever it takes," Aqua declared, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and determination. "We won't be caught off guard. I swear it, Aunt Cleo. I'll protect everyone here with eve

It only got louder and louder like a heartbeat pounding in my ear. I felt fear but I didn't know why. I felt like waiting and crying but I couldn't open my mouth. "They are coming, its rising, your almost out of time," it cried louder in pain. The darkness blinked and the horrific image of dead bodies flashed before my eyes. They were laid out in a strange way, blood dripping from their bodies and into the soil…deep into the soil. Red eyes watched me from the shadows. "Their coming," I screamed as I jolted awake.

I looked at her with my eye’s begging her to save me from this endless pit of choices for my crowning. “I don’t know.” I said with a sigh while turning to the designer. “What would you suggest? My mate is planning on my crowning for the blood moon in one month.” I finished watching as the wheels in his talented head turned. “Miss Black, I would suggest this emerald green. It matches your mates’ eyes and represents one of the main elements, earth, which are said to be strongest on the blood moon.” He pulled the most beautiful delicate looking fabric I had ever seen out of his bag.

Ciaran stood up causing all eyes to shift to him. His aura was a demanding one. As silence fell amidst the cave and the remaining echoes died out, Ciaran cleared his throat. "Now that I have everyone's attention. My name is Alpha Ciaran of the Blood Moon pack, to those who do not know me. The one who is responsible for finding your all and orchestrating your rescue is lovely Mrs. Jones. Hey children were amongst you. The two young twins who happen to also be, what's known as Blue Moon shifters. Before we continue into what that means, we need to get a few things clear here and now. One, we will rest for the night here. Two, in the morning we will all go into the small town for breakfast to l