Blood Under The Moonlight Manga Novels & Stories

They’d talked through everything—everything The night of the Blood Moon Festival had been chaos cloaked in celebration. Colton remembered drinking from the chalice like everyone else had, and then the next thing he knew they had found each other but his stomach felt like it was turning in on itself. He hadn’t known someone had tampered with them. He’d felt off almost immediately—his senses dulled, thoughts clouded, and then… nothing. Just flashes. Trees. Stars. Her body. Her scent. Heat and hunger. And then darkness.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

I felt the itch on my body but I didn’t experience shifting during the blood moon. I finally found Alarick, who was still drinking his beer. “Alarick.” I tapped his shoulders as he is now immersed in the moon’s energy. “What is it?” I saw his eyes turn from bloody red to silver. He is absorbing the power of the moon. “Y-you need to see this.” I led the way and started running back to the cell. When both of us entered the dungeon, I immediately opened the door and was confused by what I saw. “Is that?”

he says, barely out of breath. “How are you not—dying—right now?” I gasp. He grins. “Alpha stamina.” I roll my eyes, instantly tripping over a root. Of course. He catches me like it’s nothing, hand steady at my waist. But then that pulse comes back. Stronger. Hotter. My vision goes blurry, silver threads flickering at the edges. Caleb hears me choke on a breath and slows down, pulling me against his side. “It’s your blood waking,” he murmurs, voice low. “The moon’s calling you. Fight it.”

Too much involvement and the spirits will be angry and who knows what the results will be then, but not enough and I’ll doom Max even worse than he is already. The spirits take no time at all to start the process. It’s almost as though they’ve been hungry for centuries and this is the first meal they’ve had in all this time. Perhaps that is why they want such a peculiar thing such as the blood of someone like Max. I take in a deep breath and focus all of my magic and powers on Max as he grows drowsy from the loss of blood. Although it is almost unnoticeable to everyone else, I can see the faint droplets of his blood being drained from his body.

Every shadow in his eyes. And then she turned back to the heart. The cavern trembled. The veins of silver light flickered. The heart cracked wider. The moon above turned fully crimson. The Bloodmoon had reached its peak. The forest screamed in pain. The bond unraveled. Lyla raised her left hand. The crescent-shaped scar blazed white. Her claws ignited with silver fire. The forest whispered. "The guardian bleeds. The heart endures." She didn’t hesitate. She plunged her claws into her chest.

Suddenly, a sharp searing pain rips from my chest and I scream , doubling over. What's happening to me? It feels like my bones are lit on fire with my veins surging with a strange energy. My head unconsciously lifts to the window. The moon bleeds red. The streaks of light that I saw earlier come from the moon. Is this the blood moon that Alera spoke about? It's ominous hue sends chill down my spine but that's not what's important now. What I care about is what the hell is happening to me. Another waves hit me and I cough, spluttering out dark blood.

Alpha Ragna's hand snakes around my waist, keeping us connected before spearing his hand with the dagger likewise. Gray light suddenly surrounds us, the brightest I've ever seen the moon glow except that fateful night of the blood moon. I watch in horror as our blood rises in the light, coiling and spinning until they mesh together and horrified, I attempt to pull back, screaming and becoming too frightening to stay in one place. "Be still woman, it's almost complete, " Alpha Ragna hisses in my ear, looping his hands with mine. The light from the moon darkens once more, going pale, something shattering within me and then all I felt was pain. Everywhere.

James recalled that he had been bleeding profusely. His blood had stained the painting red. However, there was no sign of bloodstain on it. James bit his finger, and a drop of blood dripped onto the painting. Instantly, something odd happened to the Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge. It absorbed the fresh blood. Then, after absorbing the blood, the full moon disappeared and was replaced by a scorching sun. Perhaps due to insufficient blood, the flower remained the same, and the words did not appear in the woods.

Evil Moon said in human language. There was no response from the other side. Evil Moon's forelimbs crouched down slightly, and the next moment, it had disappeared on the spot. A white flowing light flashed across the sky in an instant. A muffled groan rang out. Blood splattered in the air. When Evil Moon returned to the shore, there was a trace of dark crimson blood on its white claws, falling drop by drop on the shore, coagulating and shimmering like scintillating scarlet pearls.