Darkest Moon Book Novels & Stories

A streaming light from the moon penetrated through the window to illuminate a small room. A room which held two captives.Jake groaned as part of the moonlight bathed his face,rousing him awake. He tried to move but discovered to his dismay that his hands were chained to the wall.

This is genocide by the hand of silver wolves again. On the other hand, I have to stop Haiban 'tho it's hectic to find him room-by-room, so I'll just make him come at me! Using my spellbook, I enchanted the radiance of the moon: the bright light it emits turns into the color of blood. The city gets darker. The second the red dim moon transforms, the scream of every person on the road terrifies me and the wolves, but that's what should happen: to alarm them that something terrifying is at the door.

With the lives that will link from one person to another, shall HE say? “Let’s begin with the first chapter of this book.” With a snap from HIM that echoes and engulfs everything for a second into the darkness. The light of the tainted red blood moon is eminent into the hour and supposed to be the time of the early day. To the time that freezes, the people that are taken into a full stop from the disaster that they escape unto the nick of their hair. The surroundings and everything around that are tainted with the mix of black and red from the family line that drops within it. She is somehow frozen in place, back unto the wall, eyes that can see everything as she took the cloth out from the

He needs to take care of the mess that has taken place last night. *** ******** Blake stands in the middle of the bloodied hall, staring out into the sky through the huge opening in the ceiling that has been damaged earlier today. Through the hole, he sees the sun rising from the east as the darkness slowly recedes. The sun feels as if it is peeking through the canopy of gold, pink and red clouds, as it grandiosely makes its presence known to the entire world. Looking at the sun blooming slowly while scattering its rays all over, it feels as if the darkness has surrendered itself to it and the horror of the previous night has been reliev

Dark, he was wearing a Moonlight uniform while looking at me. My grip on the book tightened when I saw his smile. "Dark killed Zero." "Did you miss me?" He asked with a smile as he looked at me. I immediately let go of the book I was holding and rushed at him then violently leaned against the wall and strangled him. He was obviously surprised at what I did. "M-Moon ..." "Our plan shouldn't be ruined, you're going to act like you don't know Dark is here, as long as we don't have Zero alive, you can't kill Dark do you understand Moon?"

"Just tell her what it said. She doesn't need to touch anything that came from a threat. I won't have her touch anything disgusting." Emily nods in understanding and peers at me intently. "The note said 'The Darkest Moon' it was too strange for there to only be one note in an arrow. It means something....." As Emily drawls out my mind keeps swirling around those words. The Darkest Moon. How could I ever forget those words? There were scribbled and torn up papers all over the house with those exact words at the very top of the pages. These were her words. Her title.

But set against black fur, her eyes don't look like murky green swamp water, they almost glow to a jade. Mak and her team are out surveying The Darkness making sure it hasn't grown. Mak is always worried that she will come back with bad news, but in over 1,300 years The Darkness hasn't grown. Everyone knows about the prophecy, some screaming birds, a tree, fated mates returning, and the return of the royal family. Mak is always talking about some new theory of the prophecies coming true, but it never really concerned me. Everyone is taught the prophecy in primary school:

"It's not that easy! I can't just go blam and take out Grocer Outlet. What would that even do? Kill some people? That won't kill their boss. That won't take out the darkness!" "So, you're just going to sit in here and read books?" "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do until I figure something else or you come up with a better plan." Liam growled and disappeared up the stairs. I slammed a book down on the table. I was feeling just as helpless as he was. I wanted to go in and fight, just like him. But the darkness was smart. It always had a plan, and if I didn't understand what it was up to, it would be a slaughter.

“He didn't like what the stories said. Or maybe he was, and the stories just left out the blood. He didn’t become Alpha King because the people loved him, Dahlia. He took that crown with claws soaked in blood and teeth bared at anyone who dared challenge him.” I blinked, my heart sinking just a little, though I had heard tales growing up. My parents used to tell me stories at night, especially during the war years. They called it The Dark Moon Phase. I remember the way my mother’s voice would lower like she was whispering to ghosts. “When the moon turned its back on the wolves,” she used to say, “the world bled.” Killian looked up at me then, his voice sharpening with the kind of fury that d

Moon’s ours—hunt with me. Cora’s voice cut through, amulet glowing faintly, eyes piercing. “It’s no wolf, children. Old blood, deep earth—find its heart, or it hunts you.” Mist whispered, grim. Shadows rise, my heart—bind them. The clearing hummed—mugs clinked, blades sharpened, firepit crackled, embers swirling like warnings. Lupines swayed, pines whispered, moonlight fading, dawn looming. Sam’s tattoo pulsed, Luna’s fire her strength, Kevin’s touch her root, the pack’s pulse her vow. Zane was dust, but a new shadow stirred—iron, frost, hunger. The Dawn Pack would hunt, their fire and steel a spark against the dark, their howl a challenge under a sky poised for war.