Blood Under The Moonlight Manga Novels & Stories

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.

That means Dante would have to spend his time wandering the lore alone , that is if the moon goddess doesn’t kill him. Dust clouded the air as the ancient book hit the floor with a hollow thud, its cracked leather cover splitting at the seam. I didn’t flinch. Instead, my lips curved into a slow, sweet and satisfied smile, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Blood Moon... hybrids” I calmly murmured under my breath, reading the title aloud like it was a prophecy. “Its been a while since I went on a hunting spree.” "All it takes is one swift and clean motion and the lore would actually burn to ashes while I stand on the edge of the destruction and watch."

Lalaine was shocked when she found Stella laying on the floor, the moon light illuminates her like flittering lights in the night. The crystal orbs surrounds her, slowly lifting her from the ground. She immediately called out Nana, Aeriol, Nathaniel, and Lynx. Aeriol immediately pull out Stella from the illuminating light and lay her to bed. Nathaniel and Lynx looks out the window and saw a beautiful red rose. As if the moon light blessing it. The more light it absorb, the radiant the color gets. Lynx trails back to Leis last words.

“You know you can always ask for help, right?” “I know, but really, I can do it myself,” said Ronny, who still walked with a limp. The moonlight biased through the tree branches. As we walked further, the glorious moon appeared behind the dark clouds. “Oh,” I gasped, “It’s already Full Moon.” I halted my steps and enjoyed the moonlight that showered right to my body. As a werewolf, moonlight could bring both joy and fear. Werewolves usually gained more strength under a Full Moon, which was why I suddenly felt refreshed. I absorbed the moon’s energy to make myself feel better.

My last thoughts were of my family and my pack, hoping that somehow, they would find a way to survive and rebuild. I struggled to keep breathing, my lifeless body lay among the fallen members of the Moonlight Pack, a tragic testament to the brutality and destruction of that fateful night. As I lay among the fallen, the battle raging around me, a sudden calm seemed to descend upon the battlefield. And then everything turned black. Next thing I saw was me standing there, in the same field but kind of flowing. Was I dead? Above, the full moon shone brightly, casting a silvery glow over the carnage below.

--- Chapter Nine: The Blood Moon Rising The weight of the night was oppressive. The moon, now full and glowing red, hung low in the sky like a judgment, casting long, eerie shadows over the forest. It was a Blood Moon—a rare celestial event that Aria had only heard about in whispered legends. But she hadn’t known how much darker and more dangerous it would feel until it was right above her. She stood on the balcony of Kade’s cabin, her fingers gripping the railing, eyes fixed on the crimson moon. Something about it called to her. It felt as if it was alive, aware, watching her—waiting.

How was that for a breakup? Blood swirled into the water, turning it red. Lyall’s arms and legs spasmed. When Moon finally raised his scarlet jaws, turning to look at me through his butterfly lashes for approval, I should’ve been shaking in my sorceresy boots. Instead, I smiled, thrilling on the sensation of my Wolve Bite, which settled back into place on Lyall’s death. Moon had chosen me by reclaiming it. I raised my hand against the tidal wave splash of water, as Moon leaped out of the bath, then paraded go to me with his head high and his tail lifted.

she cautions them. Another earthquake hits and much stronger than the previous one. The three rush outside to see what is going on and their eyes come face to face with a dark storm in front of them and there is a huge drop of blood that is slowly forming out of the moon with the moon returning back to its original state slowly. All of them looking at the giant drop of blood, Mukura asks, “How many people did she have to kill to achieve that amount of blood?” “A lot.” Both Genteel and Garamba answer her.

“Why? What’s wrong?” “I’m sensing a very demonic aura coming from the inside,” he whispered in a groaning tone as he slowly reached towards the doorknob himself and pushed it open. “Stay here.” Takumi peered inside and what he saw lifted his fine brows and brought a lump into his throat almost too big to swallow. It’s a wide library and from not very far away, headed above the glassed roof, came an answer; two moons were shinning down on him, swathing each other in a faint brightness. The light from the two moons, even though they weren’t strong enough to banish shadows from far corners, helped him see the streak written all over the room which is, in fact, dripping blood.

She held Omar Pine, who was covered in blood and almost couldn't stand. The girl's fair face was almost transparent under the moonlight. "Moon Annihilation!" Jessica spit outthe words and the moonlight around her condensed into a whirlpool that spread out. The bloody face was instantly torn apart and swallowed by the expanding whirlpool. There seemed to be thousands of thunder and lightning exploding in the whirlpool. However, as the moonlight shone on the blood, it immediately dissipated, as if it had never appeared. Suddenly, there was a crash in the depths of the void.