Blue Moon Book Series Novels & Stories

With hands clasped, the two ethereal beings stepped into the swirling depths. When the light faded, the beings were no longer there. * * * The Blue Moon Inn in Evergreen Grove carried on, and like the town, it’s paranormal state quieted down. People came and people went. People claim the legendary life changing magic the Blue Moon Inn possessed once was still there if one is looking for it.

Her voice brightened instantly, as though the last few minutes had never happened. She was pointing at the base of a massive dead tree nearby, where a single flower grew — pure silvery-white, its petals glowing faintly blue in the dim light. My blood went cold. Scattered around that flower, the ground was littered with bones. Not animal bones. Werewolf bones.This was a Blue Moon Beast's territory marker. A low, wordless growl rumbled in the back of my mind, faint and distant, a primal warning that sent a shiver down my spine.

‘She looks so peaceful. He thought, long red/gold lashes brushed her flushed cheeks, one hand cupped her cheek the other rested by her waist, her stunning hair cascaded across the pillows and desire swept though his veins. Moving silently, he stripped out of his clothes leaving only his black boxer briefs he knew he should leave her alone to process her father’s betrayal. Sliding into bed alongside her, he knew he should leave her alone, period, but he couldn’t; something was compelling him to claim her for himself. She would be eighteen in a few short days, and then her father would not be able to touch her; that was why he was so desperate to get her back before then. If he could hand her

As the last of them skittered away, Damien turned his predatory gaze back on Kiera, baring his fangs hungrily. "The Blood Moon has graced me with a rare beauty to bear my heirs," he leered, beginning to disrobe. "How privilege it will be to make you mine in every way, little Luna." Kiera's heart pounded as she shrank back against the ornate wooden frame of the nuptial mattress. This domineering brute was truly the stuff of nightmares. Before she could formulate a plea or retort, Damien pounced - his sheer body weight pinning her effortlessly as he wasted no time claiming her.

remained calm. "That doesn't answer my question, Alpha," She said with a smile on her face. Daven laughed. He walked towards the throne and sat on it. He stared at her—a menacing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "My people told me," he replied. "Your people?" She questioned. He chuckled. "Yes, Luna. Spies that I have planted in the Bloodmoon pack for years to know what happens. To know when my brother found his mate, and when they mated under the Moon's full view." Seraphine swallowed hard. Daven had confirmed her fear. There was indeed a traitor in the Bloodmoon pack. Daven was about to say something else when someone squealed at a high pitch. Everyone turned to the door in shock.

“The Blue Moon blesses as well as takes care of you. You won't have as great a need for sex, so you'll be fine.” “Such a great need?” I asked carefully. “The Blue Moon affects all fertile women,” Bella said. “You're already pregnant; however, your hormones might get a little upset.” Simply put, if you masturbate, you won't have any problems, Kate said teasingly. I wanted to squeeze my she-wolf's neck. Bella went on talking about other things, but I couldn't help but think about the fact that the Blue Moon might affect me. In the afternoon, Izan came and looked for me. He took me to the cinema, and we watched a cartoon movie in which two brothers are separated due to a war and both look for e

Violet smiled. Osmund looked at her, his eyes a little gentle. "Thank." "Your wound, I applied medicine, it will be completely healed in about three days." Violet put her tools back, she did not leave, but sat across from Osmund. Osmund was silent, he poured her water. “The moon is beautiful tonight.” Osmund broke the awkward atmosphere between the two. Violet holds a glass of water, she smiles: "Yes, the moon is very beautiful tonight."

“So does fear.” Her smile goes brittle. “We’ll see,” she says, then melts into the trees. Her presence lingers for a moment, then slips away. Caleb lets out a slow breath. “She’s moving faster,” he says. “Whatever she’s planning, she’s not waiting.” I nod, feeling the silver inside me wake up, aware and ready. “Then I’m not waiting either.” Above us, the moon climbs higher, sharp and bright, almost like it’s watching. The crown isn’t just settling now. It’s waking up.

Emma wanted to greet a warrior friend, so Ada made her way to the bar. Once a new flute of champagne was in her hands, a voice, a husky familiar voice whispered in her ear, “You know, all alcohol is from Blue Moon clan, right?” She had ignored the emails about this event so that fact had escaped her. Blue Moon clan was known for their restaurants and alcohol production. They had always known how to produce same spirits with triple alcohol percentage compared to regular human drinks. Their brochures even spoke of a legend of Moon Goddess herself teaching the secrets to one of their ancestors. An image of the beautiful goddess stomping a bucket of grapes with her bare feet was on all of their

It suddenly makes my face turn red while imagining consummating our wedding night just so I can provide an heir for him. I feel so embarrassed that the first thing I do is shake my head, and then smack myself in the face. I can't be thinking about that seriously right now, of all times. The Blue Moon is a notable pack that lives on the outskirts of Anacortes, which is located in the state of Washington. My life has always been safe and peaceful here in this far-off city near the coast, and this is especially true now that this well-known pack is keeping that peace. Suddenly, one of my personal maids enters the room and walks right up to me, interrupting my moment of peace and quiet.