Blood Under The Moonlight Manga Novels & Stories

The blue waters from the sea were tainted with thick blood, Red and blue mingling under the brightness of the full moon. And when I fell into the water, my own blood spreading and sinking with me, I felt a glow on my skin, as though the moon and I had become one. My eyes were fluttering shut, my fingers uselessly fumbling over my stomach. It was too late, that sword had pierced into the depths of my flesh and taken... our pup. I shut my eyes completely, willing the tears to join the other liquid, the blood of all the massacred flesh calling to the moon goddess.

This is genocide by the hand of silver wolves again. On the other hand, I have to stop Haiban 'tho it's hectic to find him room-by-room, so I'll just make him come at me! Using my spellbook, I enchanted the radiance of the moon: the bright light it emits turns into the color of blood. The city gets darker. The second the red dim moon transforms, the scream of every person on the road terrifies me and the wolves, but that's what should happen: to alarm them that something terrifying is at the door.

Before he could react, her hand wrapped around his and a playful smile played on her face. “Thank you.” She said to him as she glanced at him with a smile on her face before staring ahead. “My pleasure,” Carl responded and his eyes darkened dangerously. … It was dark and the only sound that could be heard was that of the crickets and the rustling leaves that moved thanks to the wind. The atmosphere was quiet and it felt like the world had gone into eternal slumber as not even the sound of a human or animal could be heard. One would wonder if the grim reaper was passing by with his scythe, looking for a soul to harvest. The moon shone brightly, casting its bright light upon the deep darkness.

She said as if she had not just lifted me up through the air and brought me down in a second. I gulped and tried to recall what I was going to say. “D…dark magic is unholy, it is impure and vile. So we need something holy to kill her and destroy this book.” “What is it?” One of the onlookers asked and I replied. “Us. All of us are created by the Moon Goddess. All of us awaken our wolves under the moonlight. Essentially, we all have traces of moonlight in our blood, in our very soul. So if we all try together, we could destroy the book.”

I hope I gave you a satisfying ending and that it was worth the long wait. With that being said, I will be closing this book, Under the Moonlight, until I'm ready to write Jenny and Sebastian's story. ❤ But the good news for those who were with me from Book 1 up until now is that Jace and Amara (Jake&Clair and Aeon&Alexa's pups) will spearhead the ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE series, the next generation of the Black Shadow Pack. Their book title is SHE'S THE LUNA I WANT and will go live on Goodnovel / Buenovela on March 1st or 2nd.

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.

His brows are furrowed and his jaw tightly clenched, but his aura stayed calm, unlike mine. "Answer me if you want to live." His deep blue orbs are the opposite of the dead and bloodshot eyes I have. It looks kind of familiar, too but I quickly shoved my head off the thought. This man came out of nowhere, and I haven’t seen him before. The two of us stared at each other under the full moon of Iunae Lumen, naked and lost. I don't want to overthink but I can't be wrong. A muscular man who came out of the woods at exact moonlight, deep blue eyes...

Why is there no blood? In fact, the thumb cracked off like a piece of porcelain snapped from a vase. The creature hunched, cradling his injured fist. His face was now so red, it clearly reminded Jihoon of the crimson-skinned dokkaebi in his old children’s books. Jihoon stood on shaky legs, the girl now between him and the dokkaebi, the thumb still in her hand. She squeezed her fist closed until her knuckles cracked. White powder flew from her palm. The dust wove in and out of the light as if the girl had cast a spell. Then Jihoon realized the clouds covering the moon had parted. It lit the scene with a silver pallor. Everything that had once seemed ominous now softened to the haze of a dream

She brought in light to my dark, dimmed life, she bought the glow to my sparkless eyes, she bought me what they called "Exhilaration" I was fulfilled. She was the light to my darkness! And then.......she was gone, taken away from me, killed right before my eyes while I did nothing but watched as that bastard cut off her head, wishing to trigger me....oh he did...he surely did....he unleashed the devil himself. Hahaha He knew that was a death wish. I created A Blood Moon, representing my bleeding heart, my tears, my agony. To... Let the goddess know she had forsaken me.

The face is familiar… But it’s not my face. It’s the face of Nora Moonblood, Luna of the Moonblood pack. Her beauty is ethereal, with high cheekbones, piercing silver eyes, and cascading silver hair that shimmers in the light. My hands tremble as I touch my reflection, the cool glass grounding me in a reality I can’t comprehend. The memories of my death flood back—Cain’s betrayal, Claire’s cruelty, the loss of my pup. My knees buckle, but I catch myself on the edge of the mirror. The pups' voices call out behind me, their worry evident, but I can’t turn around.