Dark Moon 소설 & 이야기

The moon loomed over the horizon, glowing ominously. Lebotha felt a familiar dread stirring inside her. The full moon would awaken the beast within Rose, and her true power would emerge once again. Lebotha couldn't let that happen. She paced around the house, waiting for the cover of nightfall. Damon, her alpha, slept soundly in their bed, unaware of the turmoil churning within her. He too awaited the rise of the full moon, anticipating the thrill of the hunt and the feast that would follow. But he did not understand the danger it posed to Lebotha's plans.

He was no longer the prince he once was, but a creature of darkness, driven by an insatiable thirst for vengeance. As the moon cast its eerie glow over the ancient forest, Hera's forces descended upon the castle, their numbers overwhelming the small guard that remained. They moved with swift and silent precision, their weapons gleaming in the moonlight. Damon, sensing the intrusion, emerged from the forest, his eyes burning with a fiery red light. He let out a guttural roar, his voice echoing through the night, sending shivers down the spines of Hera's forces.

She reached out and used her fingers to brush back his well combed hair. “You are the most handsome Daddy and the strongest wolf I have ever seen.” She said in a singsong voice while batting her eyes at him… Megan's pack is one of the biggest wolf packs in the supernatural realm of Blue Moon. Blue Moon is one of the three realms on the continent called Eplica. The other realms are the human realm where the Moon is golden and white depending on the season and the Red Moon realm where the Moon is, well, —Red.

Remember when the light gives birth to a…. I frowned trying to read the word. But I couldn’t read it. Shaking my head, I continued. ‘The darkness will reign through the veins of the Deimos prince, Find the key within the darkness to break the curse, Before the seventh blood moon end the curse, or yield to the darkness, If all fails, under the blood moon, you shall take your final breath, Will the Deimos line end or will it survive? The answer lies within.’ Urgh, that was so complicated.

Liam stared at me, his eyes gleaming with greed and a lust for conquest. He didn’t just want the Alliance. He wanted to dismantle Damon, piece by piece, and take everything that was his. Starting with his mate. “Of course, it’s not too late.” Liam gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him. “But, I want to know, what can you bring me?” “I know the code to the Dark Moon Pack’s vault,” I threw out the bait. “And… Damon’s been very weak lately. He’s taking some kind of red potion to suppress his rage. If you cut off his supply, he’ll go completely feral at the festival.”

From behind, Draven hit at just the right time. The Shadowed Moon changed, and the energy that was melting into my mind came flooding in. Fear, doubt, and hesitancy all tried to get in, but the Silver Heart kept beating, revealing its full power. More than ever, the chains of silver light flared up and wrapped tighter around the Shadowed Moon's spiral. It hissed in my head, "You... are Moonbound." "But can you make it through the Ultimate Eclipse?" The Heart of Darkness will take everything you love.

The night of the third year's autumn solstice, Lucian stands on the rebuilt eastern wall of Drevalon's outer fortification and watches the twin moons rise. They are both present tonight, the actual moon and the phenomenon that appeared first during the curse and has not fully resolved since, the second light sitting in the sky's eastern quarter with the diffuse quality of something that is not quite celestial and not quite earthly and has found a permanent residence in the space between. The seers call it the Shadow Moon. The wolves call it the Direwolf's Eye. The vampires call it Thornhaven's Watch. The name it carries depends entirely on who is looking at it, which feels accurate.

The Blood Moon rose at midnight. I stood on the balcony of the palace, watching the crimson light spread across the Moon Kingdom. The towers gleamed. The streets were empty, the people huddled in their homes, praying for deliverance. The air was thick with tension, with fear, with the weight of what was coming. The sky above was black, the stars hidden behind clouds of shadow. Only the Blood Moon remained, its crimson light pulsing with ancient power. The mark on my chest throbbed in rhythm with its light, a constant reminder of the bond that could never be broken.

The cold night air was thick with tension, the silence broken only by the faint rustling of leaves. The moon hung low in the sky, its pale light casting eerie shadows across the forest floor. Kaelan stood at the edge of the clearing, his fists clenched, his jaw tight. Across from him, Zane's hulking silhouette loomed, a dark smile curling on his lips. The Dark Wolves circled them like vultures, their glowing eyes reflecting the hunger for blood.

"Doesn’t matter. You need protection. We all do. And a coven bond will make us stronger than anything Zach—or Derek—can throw at us." Rita’s chest warmed. She set the bowl aside. "Okay. Let’s do it." Midnight – The Old Oak Grove The moon hung full and heavy over the clearing, its silver light filtering through the ancient oak branches. The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water.