Bloodstained: Curse Of The Moon Chronicles Novels & Stories

Drums pounded—signals of the incoming siege. But above the chaos… …hung the moon. It wasn’t supposed to be here yet. Yet there it was—rising too soon, swollen and bleeding crimson into the sky. The Blood Moon. The cursed moon. The night fate had promised. Karl’s voice dropped low in his chest. “It comes early. They forced it.” Lucy stared upward, breath caught. “The curse… is accelerating.” Conan ran up, armor still half-strapped. “Alpha—Shadow creatures at the south wall. Hundreds. Maybe more.”

Isabella lay awake long after the house had fallen silent. The only sound was the soft rhythm of rain tapping against the window, a steady beat that matched the relentless pulse in her chest. Darkness wrapped around her like a suffocating cloak, heavier than any noise she could hear. Her mind refused to rest. Every thought seemed to collide with another — a storm of fear, doubt, and something stubbornly fierce that refused to be silenced. She was trapped. Trapped between worlds she didn’t belong to — the cold, dangerous realm of the Moretti family, and the fading shadows of the life she once knew. Neither felt like home anymore.

The day smelled of roses and rain. Morning light spilled through the arched windows of the Moonspire Cathedral, catching on the silver banners that draped from the high ceilings. The banners bore two crests side by side — the wolf sigil of Kael’s house and the moonlit rose of the vampire court.

A dark shadow began to coil around the altar, thick as smoke and smelling of old graves. "Silas, what is this?" Victor stepped forward, his aura flaring. "This isn't the Bond." "It is the harvest," Silas countered. He raised the dagger. "The White Moon is a curse, Alpha. A plague on our blood. I am simply ensuring its power serves the pack, instead of destroying it." Victor roared, his frame doubling in size as he prepared to shift, but the air turned to lead.

They paused at the cliff’s edge, where the sea clawed at the rocks far below. Moonlight revealed a glimpse of pale skin, lips curled in a sharp smile. “Maya,” they murmured, tasting the name like a curse. “The forbidden child. The mistake.” A raven dropped from the sky, landing on their outstretched arm. Its eyes glowed faintly red, reflecting secrets only its master knew. The cloaked figure stroked its feathers absently. “Your mother may hide you beneath the wolves’ protection, but blood always finds its way home. Andwhen it does…” The figure’s smile widened. “The

"Promise me you'll run if you need to. Promise me you won't let love or loyalty or the gods-damned bond get you killed." "I promise to do what's necessary to keep us both alive," I say. It's not the promise he wants, but it's the only one I can give. He opens his mouth to argue, but the words die as the first rays of the Bloodmoon crest the horizon. The effect is instantaneous. Kael's body goes rigid, his eyes rolling back as the curse surges through him. The mark on his ribs flares brilliant red, and shadows explode from his skin like smoke. He gasps, falls to his knees, the chains rattling as his muscles spasm. And then he screams.

Her hand catches the corner of her folder and pulls down her sleeve revealing a very dark and unflattering mark on her creamy skin. I have to focus on pushing my wolf down from the surface. Someone has hurt what's ours, and it's fresh from the way she starts rubbing it pulling her sleeve down making sure it stays covered. I can feel my wolf rattling my cage. He wants to go up to her, sweep her up off the floor and claim her as his in front of everyone. Though I'm pretty sure the tiny human girl would definitely bolt before I'd even get close enough.

she finished off reading. “This sin they are referring to, its my blood. Sebastian told me a story today, how when he drank my blood, I mean her blood it was sweet and warm” I informed her, and the smile left her face. She was now in a serious mode because I know that more than anyone she wants me to solve this. “So, your mother, I mean her mother cursed her using her blood?” she asked, and I nodded. “Then the other line just means that she cursed Scarlet and also her blood, and I will somehow curse my own blood” I said confused.

The entire pack was unlinked from Dimitri, now was my chance to break the curse on Dimitri before the Blood Moon disappeared. "Finit vez uño retrevo requiem le cursio...!" I chanted the spell I found in the book of shadows to break the curse. Heavy wind blew all around us. "Blood to blood!" I sliced open my palm, using my blood as an arc to break the blood curse. My blood dripping would serve as an offering to break the curse. I could feel the veil linking Dimitri and the curse tear down, the blood curse was shattering. "Experido le utra fer rutrum!" I scream, hearing a strained groan escape Dimitri's lips. The storm ended and the Blood Moon had faded back into the clouds setting everything

He said, something that I already knew, and I smiled at him. "Is that all?" I asked, and he nodded. "That is all on your weaknesses," He said, and I sighed, but he looked worried, and I had to ask him why. "We are fighting with witches, and witches can cause the blood moon to appear. The only divine wolf that is powerful during a blood moon is Haimon," he said, and I understood his fear. The goddess had sent the wrong wolf for the job. "You need to hide or burn the books, Luna, so it does not fall into the wrong hands," he said, and I nodded.