Blood Moon Novels & Stories

“The blood you share is no longer just hybrid. It’s divine. Your transformation isn’t random—it’s in sync with the moon.” “The Blood Moon,” Darius added grimly from where he stood guard. “The moon of reckoning.” Ava looked up. Already the sky had begun to change. The moon, once a cold silver, had taken on a reddish hue. Faint, but visible. Like a drop of blood in water, spreading. ⸻ Day One: Ava’s hands pulsed with energy, everything she touched sparked or sizzled. Marcus barely managed to stabilize her. “Your magic is unraveling the laws of nature,” he warned.

Not like a storm. Not like clouds. But like smoke… burning red. Kellan burst through the door, breathless. “It’s happening,” he said. “What is?” Ember asked. “The Blood Moon.” Ember blinked. “That’s impossible. It isn’t due for another four months.” “I know,” Kellan said. “But it’s here.” They rushed outside. And there it was … a blood-colored moon rising before evening had even begun. Too large, too bright, casting an eerie crimson glow across the pack grounds.

“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—”

Ramon’s voice broke through the haze. She turned to find him standing in the doorway, his dark eyes filled with concern. Even as a vampire lord, Ramon’s presence always exuded calm authority, but tonight, there was something raw in his gaze. “The moon,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s... different.” Ramon stepped closer, his hands brushing her shoulders gently. “It’s the Bloodmoon,” he said. “A rare celestial event tied to ancient magic. But this...” His eyes flicked back to the moon, narrowing. “This feels different. Stronger.”

It was clear why it was called the blood moon as the giant orb hung there the same shade of crimson as the liquid I used to save so many. I watched as the bright silver glow of the moon slowly replaced by the splendid scarlet. When the color change was completed on the entire moon, it was midnight. I jarred my head to look toward the Moonlight Lily. The flower was blooming under the blood moon! As quickly as possible, I grabbed the knife from my pocket and slashed my arm. As my blood dripped into the center of the petals, I cut cleanly through the stem of the flower in its mesmerizing blue glow.

Heck, I did not even know her name. "Do you feel sick?" My mother was still not satisfied. "Is that it?" "No, Mom." I shook my head. "I'm alright." "But—" "The boy said he's fine." My father interrupted her. "Let him be." At that, my mom went quiet. My father was neither violent nor loud, but nobody ever questioned his authority, not even his Luna. "As for more important news," he continued. "I'll be announcing Bran as the new Alpha during the night of the full moon, which is on Friday—"

As the last of them skittered away, Damien turned his predatory gaze back on Kiera, baring his fangs hungrily. "The Blood Moon has graced me with a rare beauty to bear my heirs," he leered, beginning to disrobe. "How privilege it will be to make you mine in every way, little Luna." Kiera's heart pounded as she shrank back against the ornate wooden frame of the nuptial mattress. This domineering brute was truly the stuff of nightmares. Before she could formulate a plea or retort, Damien pounced - his sheer body weight pinning her effortlessly as he wasted no time claiming her.

“Brenna, let me know tomorrow if you would like to present yourself before the Moon Goddess as a potential Luna. The full moon is in a few days, so we must prepare.” The Blood Moon was coming, too. But I still had a bit more time. As if reading my mind, she turned and smiled. “The Blood Moon is in three months. Fear not; you have plenty of time to get to know the Alpha before.” I nodded, tilting my head to the side. “And if I reject him as my Mate?”

Blood smears my clothes and my mouth but I don't care about that. The second the drop of blood hits my tongue, I feel something change in my body. I keep drinking and draining the blood bag but it does nothing to quench my thirst. " She needs more. " Kai says. " She needs real blood. Not the bags. She is transforming and she requires fresh blood for it." Jasper argues. " We can't find anyone in the middle of the night who will be okay to be used as food." Damien says. " Mia would be okay though." Vlad says.

Lucian’s flames ignited. “Say another word about my child.” Azrael laughed. “You still don’t understand, Lucian.” He raised his hand. The sky turned red. A gigantic blood moon appeared above them. Amara’s eyes widened. “That moon…” Azrael’s voice became almost gentle. “Every cycle had a moon.” The moon began cracking. “But this one…” A golden eye opened inside it. “…has a Blood Moon.” Lucian stared upward. Then the golden light inside Amara suddenly pulsed violently.