Darkmoon Novels & Stories

Derren thought to himself as the large wound closed up. “What’s wrong? Did you see a gold coin on the ground?” Greta mocked as she walked toward Derren. “The Darkmoon goddess only has one goal, and that is to exterminate the world and all who live on it. I don't know why you guys insist on fighting back; she's the Darkmoon goddess,” Greta said.

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

But so am I, more so in fact. We walk through the portal. Standing back in Dark Moon feels strange. We walk up to the doors of the packhouse and my heart pounds against my ribcage as the door opens and there stands the woman I called mommy, Gaia, the wolf Goddess of Hell.

The garden was unrecognizable beneath the silvery gaze of the full Hunter’s Moon. Once vibrant flowers now drooped and curled as though wilting under the weight of Erika’s apprehension. Clouds rolled sluggishly across the sky, dimming the moonlight. Rows of darkly clad Lycans gathered, their golden eyes gleaming like embers in the shadows. The air was thick with expectation, and Erika’s skin prickled with an uneasy awareness of every gaze trained on her.

"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.

Something forms, and my entire attention is on this little creature for a second. ‘Mine!’ Lucas and I mindlink at the same time, our shared attention on the girl. We envision her growing up, the image so vivid it blocks out the rest of the fight for a second. We see her laugh, cry, fall and succeed. We see the future she fled from, why she chose to come here. And we know. Druida is Mirage Blackmoon, daughter of Luna Maddison and Alpha Liam Blackmoon. She has come here to protect her parents from dying a horrible death and her brother from becoming the greatest evil the realms have ever seen.

His core was a ticking time bomb. "Amora!" Oscar Wayne shouted from the ironwood doors, where he and Remus were barely holding back the physical Dark Moon wolves scratching from the outside. "The stone altar! The silver runes are still warm! If you grab Duncan’s hand right now and force your Luna energy into him, you can finish the True Mate Bond! The council protection will trigger instantly! The peacekeepers will appear!"

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

Something is amiss, but before I can even make an attempt to run to their call, there is a group of four men approaching Dagon and me. Their presence is ominous, their attention clear. They are here to take us and take us by force. And by what force? By the dagger that yields the hand of one of these mortals, by its deep blue, purple shine, it is very clear that these are indeed part of the seven horsemen, and the very dagger is the Darkmoon blade, a blade forged to kill even the strongest of mythical creatures. If you can master the power of such a blade, then you can harness all the power that it does possess. But this still does not explain why Connor and E

Then the clouds came. The second the sun was hiding behind the clouds, the loudest shriek Liam had ever heard in his life erupted from behind him. He turned, but he was too slow. A figure in a black cloak had grabbed him and lifted him a solid foot from the ground. It’s hands were cold, clammy, and strong. Liam struggled to breathe, crying out in pain. He could feel his neck being crushed under the weight of this...creature’s...strength, and he kicked and struggled as hard as he could. Liam could hear the sounds of the townsfolk fleeing, knocking over chairs and each other to get away from the cloaked figure. Liam took a second to look into it’s eyes, determined to see who was attacking him.