Dark Moon: The Blood Altar Anime Novels & Stories

Above them, the blood moon had reached its absolute zenith, casting a heavy, crimson glow over the massive stone altar in the center of the plateau. ​The altar was a massive circle of white marble, etched with ancient runes that began to glow with a soft, pale luminescence as the moonlight struck them. Standing at the four cardinal points of the circle were the High Moon Priests, their white robes stained with the crimson light from above.

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.

Alpha Ragna's hand snakes around my waist, keeping us connected before spearing his hand with the dagger likewise. Gray light suddenly surrounds us, the brightest I've ever seen the moon glow except that fateful night of the blood moon. I watch in horror as our blood rises in the light, coiling and spinning until they mesh together and horrified, I attempt to pull back, screaming and becoming too frightening to stay in one place. "Be still woman, it's almost complete, " Alpha Ragna hisses in my ear, looping his hands with mine. The light from the moon darkens once more, going pale, something shattering within me and then all I felt was pain. Everywhere.

he says quietly. Lyra looks at him for a moment. Then she smiles again. Smaller this time. Almost amused. “I did,” she replies. And with that, she turns her head slightly toward the distant horizon. A subtle gesture. Not of defiance. But of allegiance. To Malrik. The Blood Moon rises fully. And when it does— the world changes. Its light spills across the battlefield, turning everything beneath it into shades of crimson and shadow. It does not illuminate—it exposes. Every wound, every fear, every hesitation becomes visible under its glow.

Blood gushed out of his wound and once again, Andre held the jar under the spray, collecting as much of his blood as possible. Once he had collected enough blood, Andre moved closer to the altar in between the wooden poles where Malachi and Ezra had been tied. “Goddess of the Moon,” Andre called out, holding the jar up to the sky. “Today, on the occasion of the Blood Moon, I present you the blood of true lovers. Accept their lives, their sacrifice as your gift and wake up your beloved from his eternal slumber. Accept this sacrifice and descend from your heavenly throne onto earth.” With that Andre started to lower the jar onto the altar…

I heard the lie inside the truth. Hope had trapped me once. But not because hope was weak. Because Damien had weaponized it. Selene looked back through the mirror. “The blood moon rises in seven nights.” Seven. Only seven. “At its height, Damien will crown me before every northern Alpha, and Mira will help us remind the old world where human blood belongs.” Althea whispered, “No.” Selene smiled. “At the altar.” Mira sobbed. Cassian’s shadows crawled across the floor.

Ash whispered, his forehead leaning against hers. He reached down and gripped the central chain that connected her heart to the altar. With a final, agonizing roar, he yanked it upward. The ritual didn't just break; it reversed. The crimson light of the Blood Moon was sucked into the silver chains, which then shattered into a million glowing shards. The explosion threw Morga and her sisters across the temple floor, their chants turning into shrieks of terror. The crimson glow vanished, replaced by a sudden, heavy darkness.

“How does all of this have anything to do with me?” “You still don’t get it, child, it has every little thing to do with you. Didn’t it ever irk you why it is that you are the spitting image of the Dark one? You are the reincarnation of Namek. You are nature’s loophole, you hold the keys to the universe and also the key to setting the dark one free in your blood.” I looked at her and finally put the pieces into place. I am here for this reason. “BLOOD IS ESSENTIAL.” This is what the inscriptions in the Grimoire meant. Since my blood is Namek’s and the only way to unlock the pendant lantrix, I’m here to free the dark one. The secret to releasing the Darkness was my blood! Delilah cut my neck

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge