Blood Under The Moonlight Manga Novels & Stories

“If you want me, come take me. But touch him, and I’ll show you what Silver Moon blood really does.” The thing laughed. The sound was like bones grinding. “Brave. Just like your mother. She said the same thing before we cut her throat.” The world tilted. Luna didn’t think. She acted. Her fist clenched. The second parchment crumpled. Ink touched her skin. Blood welled where the paper cut her palm. And the room changed. The moonlight turned silver. Thick. Liquid. It poured through the broken window and wrapped around her arm like chains made of light.

The sea path beneath us shivered. Kiyomi tightened both hands around Hayate’s coat. He kept one arm around her waist, though blood still darkened his shoulder. Cael stared across the open ocean. “I preferred the vampires.” Daigo looked at him. “That is a sentence no one should say.” Above Tsukishima, daylight began to dim. A pale moon rose behind the island. Too fast. Too large. Red spread across its surface. Raiken’s hand closed around mine. The bond tightened. “Blood moon.”

Alec I’m sitting on the edge of my bed and a million things are running through my mind because today was quite an eventful day for me, and a few hours ago, I received the confirmation that it all worked out in my favor. I glance at Carla, who’s lying on her side fast asleep, and slowly get out of bed before walking toward the window of our bedroom. The moon is merely a crescent, but I’m drawn to her already. In a few days, the Full Moon Hunt will begin. For once, I actually feel excited about it, and that’s because this year, I’ve let go of the weight that’s been burdening me for close to seven years.

No one moved in their seats to challenge the most powerful man in the pack. “Good,” he said, nodding pleasantly. “The meeting is adjourned.” We were halfway down the corridor when Nirvana caught a whiff of danger from the moon. It had risen fully now, swollen and red, staining the marble floors with blood colored light. The blood moon… “The blood moon?” I wondered why there was one when it wasn’t yet the time of the month. Rozen stopped so fast I nearly collided with his back. “Do you feel that?” I asked when I felt the energy shift instantly.

There I was eye-to-eye with death. Suddenly there was a bright light. It erupted behind me, Its brightness was so intense it burned through the darkness. The rogue wolf whimpered and fell back, and there she was—the moon goddess, right in the center of the radiance. I only heard stories of her each time my mom read me a bedtime story. With a wave of her palm, the light turned into a blinding spear of energy that went straight at the rogue wolf. As it struggled to pull it off, the crackling energy exploded and its flesh scattered all over the ground and the trees.

The sun has already set, giving way to a dark and starry sky, as well as a big full moon that, in this part of the Continent, seems too big. Callisto opens his arms, feeling the moonlight touching his skin, wrapping him in a fond embrace, warming his skin. And slowly, the black fur retracts, allowing the tanned skin to also be kissed by the moon that brings a strange arousal to his body. Looking down, he notices that he's drenched with the blood of the creatures he has cut down, but without a scratch. It was so easy to kill them, he can still feel the sensation in his bloody hands.

Maybe seeing me this way would turn him off, maybe then he would see me for the monster I was and finally give up this pathetic fantasy. Instead, he came closer to me seemingly unfazed, reaching his hand towards my face. I stood there unmoving and without stopping him like my head was telling me to, curious to what his intentions were. My eyes narrowed instinctively as his fingers caressed my chin moving slightly in an upward motion. The familiar tingle followed his movements. I realized he was wiping some blood away that had dripped from my mouth. His fingers lingered on my lips as I watched his eyes glow with intensity and I imagined he was witnessing mine darkening at the same time. I gra

the man's red eyes glinted, his pale white face was adorned by dangerous glint. 'So, those werepups hadn't died. huh~' ***

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.

The night sky burned with a crimson glow. The Blood Moon had risen, painting the forest in shades of scarlet. Its strange light shimmered on every branch and every ripple of water, filling the world with an eerie, otherworldly radiance. Aria stood on the cliffside, breath catching in her throat as she gazed at the moon. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her heart pounding in time with the steady hum of power thrumming through the air. The wolf inside her stirred with an intensity that made her skin prickle.