Blue Moon Book Series Novels & Stories

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

BLUE MOON PROLOGUE " Wake up. You are gonna be late. " My aunt Sarah said, sitting on my bed and pulling at my blanket. "Rise and shine," she said, smiling brightly. "Time to get ready for the day!" Aunt Sarah has been my guardian since mom and dad died in an accident . She has been taking care of me since then and has always been there to give a helping hand and motivate me to get up and seize the day. She constantly encourages me to do my best and reminds me to never give up, no matter how hard life may seem. She is in her thirties and the coolest person in the world.

"I knew something was wrong with Astrid's story, but Barrett... His mind was clouded. He wouldn't listen to anyone." I stared blankly at the dancing flames. "It's not your fault, Logan. I was the fool who mistook a vicious wolf for a loyal dog." Just then, the distant, unmistakable roar of a speedboat engine cut through the sound of the wind. Logan shot to his feet, his jaw tightening. "It's Barrett. How did he find us?" My heart clenched in sudden terror, and I instinctively shrank backward, trying to hide myself in the shadows of the firelight.

"We can't stop what's coming. Can't fight battles meant for warriors. We just—we do what we're good at. Take care of people in the ways we know how." Lena returned to her bread. Safi to her vegetables. Maris to her desserts. We worked in heavy silence; each lost in thoughts too dark to voice. The stew bubbled. The ovens blazed. Outside, the day continued as if nothing was wrong. Fifteen hours until moonrise. Fifteen hours until the Blue Moon rose and Conrad's decades of planning came to fruition. Fifteen hours until we learned whether my instincts had been warnings or just old trauma resurfacing.

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.

“I found this at the old temple.” Selene’s brow furrowed as she took the journal, flipping through its worn pages. “What is this?” “Something that connects all of this—the Blood Moon, my mark, the prophecy Kael keeps avoiding. It talks about someone called the Blood King.” Selene’s head snapped up, her green eyes wide. “The Blood King? He’s a legend, Aria. A story to scare fledgling hunters.” “No,” Aria said firmly. “He’s real. I met him.”

Jeremiah said. “Cursed be this family. Dark wolves be thy name. Until a light wolf comes to save the day. A battle it will be, who shall succeed? If darkness falls upon the light, death will fall upon thee. If light shines over the dark, great power will come to thee. Once every Blue Blood Moon year the two will meet. Only when light takes over the dark will this curse be broken.” Raven read aloud. “Does anyone know when the next blue blood moon will happen?” My father asked.

“Rule One: Do not run. There is nowhere to go, and the hounds are faster than your screams. Rule Two: Do not lie to a werewolves here.They can smell truth and they will take what they’re owed, one way or another. Rule Three: Never, under any circumstances, touch the silver doors at the east wing. What lives behind them only obeys the king so no guard would save you. Rule Four: If the bell tolls twice at midnight, stay in your quarters. Even if something is scratching at your door. Rule Five: Never speak the King’s name unless he gives you permission. If he hears it without offering it, your tongue will be the price. Rule six: no fraternizing. Moonhowl allows you to repopulate but it's forbid

He was staring at me before he barked out loud. “You? You as the real heir? Oh, I don’t think this day would get better and better but you are delusional, human. Don’t you know who are you protecting right now? She’s Blue Blood and if you don’t know what it was, let me educate you. It’s the closest thing to a Vampire. So tell me, Timmy, don’t you afraid of Vampire?” He asked as I was looking at him before I turned to look at Sabel. She smiled.

* This book is the second book in the Redmoon series, following Property of the Alpha. It is a continuation of the story from Thomas and Paige's point of view, along with a few other cross-over characters from the Bloodstone series. If you have not read book one, please go do so before starting this one.* *Readers' discretion is advised as this book deals with abuse, death, and other dark content.* Prologue I can still feel the blade's tip pressed against my flesh where it had once cut into me, over and over again, until I was left with wounds my body couldn't heal fast enough. Making sure I would always carry the scars on my skin to remind me of my mistakes.