Novel & Cerita Blood Moon Creatures Of Sonaria

She had faced vampires before, but this one was different—stronger, faster, and far more feral. A flash of movement to her left. She spun, blade ready, but the creature was already upon her. Its pale, gaunt face contorted in a snarl, eyes glowing crimson in the light of the Blood Moon. Aria ducked under its clawed swipe and slashed upward, the silver biting into its flesh. The vampire hissed, retreating momentarily, but she knew it wasn’t done.

While utters and whispers about the only daughter of Nerida, the Queen of the Ocean, spread like wildfire across the globe of darkness, Mauve and her 'puppets' cross the salty waters and the lands of life to be the first ones to reach the siren. The moon no longer shines bright, stars have swum across the black void in the night sky, away from the eyes of creatures on Earth. Enchanting was his hideous voice. He whispered her name in the depths of the ears of all thirsty creatures. It was her blood— her eyes— her beautiful names; they fought for them all. [As Lunar Eclipse approaches, the ugliness in every creature protrudes from the surface of their beauty.] "Dear mother, I am reaching my go

Sienna said, and the gate-archers laughed, short and mean, worshipful in the way soldiers are when their queen speaks like them. A wind slid down from the fractured moon, wrong and cold. The sky, which had been salt-pale, deepened, reddened, then bruised, then bled. A rim of light formed around the lunar disc, a ring like an eye afflicted. When it opened, the color poured out. “The Blood Moon,” someone whispered, and someone else spat to break the omen. The spit froze before it hit stone. “Sienna,” Ryder said, eyes narrowed. “Whatever she put in you, hold it.”

He said, waving for me to follow him. “Oh, fun.” My voice was heavy with sarcasm as I flipped my black fedora on and followed him out. The drive to the Shelton house in Bloodmoon took about two hours. It was a quiet neighborhood. Though I expected that Bloodmoon would be a peaceful place for years, I think the last time something big went down here was the massive ‘earthquake’ the Incubi Luna caused when her kid sister, the now Delta female of Bloodmoon, was kidnapped. Maybe that’s why vampires and other species have issues with wolves. The kind of power some of them possess is crazy.

His mother. He sank his fangs into her throat in a heartbeat. There was no time to react as he tore into her flesh, blood spurting from her artery as she screamed. Her hands tore at the creatures skin, but her own skin was breaking as she tried to break free. She was sobbing, but the sounds didn’t come as quickly as anyone thought. Slowly, she began to gurgle instead of cry. When the creature dropped her body, Liam felt as if he had died.

The sky broke entirely apart. The terrifying cosmic vortex churning directly above the Temple of the First Moon continued to violently widen, gradually swallowing the weeping Blood Moon in a massive, swirling spiral of suffocating crimson and absolute black. From its volatile depths poured hundreds of vicious shadow beasts—grotesque, undulating creatures with glowing crimson eyes, twisted leathery wings, and jagged claws forged entirely from living darkness. Their piercing, unnatural shrieks echoed agonizingly across the entire isolated island, vibrating the very marrow of those who stood below.

Flashes of silver lights, blinding to my eyes, that's all I see around me at first, then comes the screams from voices…but it's not in the clearing… “I'm not in the clearing,” I whisper to myself, looking down at my skin that now has a translucent hue. “What's happening to me…am I dead?”panic and fear flood my senses but before I have enough time to explore and understand the situation, the smell of blood hits me. I turn to see a lot of women, standing under the blood moon, the same moon that witnessed my birth.

I heard him grab Lila's wrist, heard pine needles crunch under boots, then forest swallowed them. I didn't look back.Inside, I spread the contract parchment flat. Two hours to midnight. Blood moon would peak. Assignment would lock. No ritual, no blood, no wanting could undo it. I could go south. Marshlands. Territory that never knew my name.I didn't reach for the knife. Just sat. Stared at parchment a long time.Then started reading. Old texts. Southern geography. Marshland survival codes. Every rule, every danger, every thing needed to start over somewhere else.

Finally we reached a door carved with thorned vines. Lucien pressed his palm against the wood and it swung open silently. The garden beyond stole my breath. It should not exist this far underground but somehow it did. A courtyard open to the night sky above where stars glittered like scattered diamonds. Black roses grew everywhere climbing walls and spilling from their stone planters. Their petals absorbed light rather than reflecting it just like Queen mother seraphine's hair and at their centers had a faint crimson glow pulsed like heartbeats. "My mother's blood garden." Lucien moved down a path between the roses. "Each plant is fed with vampire blood mixed into the soil. It sustains them

The day of the ceremony arrived and Liam was stressed. With getting the supply back on track, the preparations for the ceremony, and the time of the Blood moon curse rapidly approaching, Liam was having a hard time keeping control of his inner beast. It simply wanted to rip, tear and demolish all the problems before it. Liam had to explain that not all problems could be solved with violence. It didn’t care. Calming the beast once more, he stepped out onto the prepared stage. Below him stood his pack. They were separated into sections. Most of the pack were set a ways back. The pubescent kids and their guardians in an enclosed area set aside.