Demon Full Moon Breathing Novels & Stories

“Now hold it and exhale.” She remained silent. “Exhale, Nova.” Her face began to turn red. I rolled my eyes and made sure she saw it, but had to turn away as the urge to smile made my lips start twitching. Nova had always been dramatic, but Nova without her beauty sleep … whew. I could relate, and that’s the only reason why I was being nice to her about it. We were both being haunted by demons, mine were just of my own making. “Holding your breath won’t kill you, it’ll just make you pass out, which will likely bring the demon out sooner than we want.” I flicked her nose. “So, exhale.”

At least, it’ll help against having to walk through the pillars and wall edges when using the window. I stand in front of the window, right where the moon casts its glistening light, and spread my hands wide, letting it hang freely in the air on both sides then take a deep inhale. My chest heaves due to the impact of my inhalation. I close my eyes, maintaining the wide smile on my face then I let out an exhale out my mouth. It’s a beautiful full moon and there’s nothing a psych doctor loves more than the dark. The only thing missing is blood. Human blood.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

“We’ve never killed your young, Demon. Why ours?” Attempting to slap his hand away, his squeezes, the pressure making it just that much more difficult to swallow. The air restricted. “A little tighter. I like it rough,” a cackle leaves me. Narrowing eyes lock with mine, the gray darkening to near black. Another feature our kind share. Their eyes gradually going in and out of darkened states as the full moon nears. Ours darkening as the souls slither free. He’s a smart one, keeping his face far from mine, barely parting his lips as his words escaped.

he impatiently asked. He showed zero mercy when he used to torture us. Let him know the taste of his own medicine and suffer. I chuckled at my restless demon and asked him back, “You want to dig in, in which part of him ?” And finally, the deed shall happen on a Red Moon Night . . . . “His soft neck. I want to drain off his throat pipes off blood and air,” Damon replied and after that no power in the world could stop Zompano’s screeching cries.

Whatever he was planning would be amplified here. "Two entrances," Marcus said, studying the blueprints. "North and south. Ritual team goes north, assassination team goes south. We move in exactly thirty minutes, at the height of the moon. That's when the demon will be most vulnerable." Ivy looked at her team, Marcus, Cassandra, Justin, and four of her strongest warriors. They would perform the ritual while Dominic's team handled Lucian. "Remember," Cassandra said. "The demon feeds on fear. When it appears, you cannot show weakness. It will try to get inside your head, show you your worst nightmares, make you doubt. You have to hold the circle no matter what you see."

The hot and cold flushes ride my shivering body in waves, compelling me to inhale and exhale shallow breaths. “What’s wrong with me?” I whimper as my breathing continues to grow shallower. The chanting in my head becomes louder until it finally consumes me altogether. “FAIR, SELENE, GODDESS OF THE MOON, LOVE, AND LIGHT. I BEG YOU TO SUPPRESS THE MAGICAL POWERS OF MY PRECIOUS CHILD, LUNA, UNDER THIS MOONLIT NIGHT. SHE IS MOON KISSED AND SHALL RECEIVE HER POWERS WHEN HER TRUE LOVERS AWAKEN HER FROM WITHIN. UNDER YOUR MOONLIT HEAVEN, SO IT SHALL BE!”

Only the steady удар of my feet against the dirt and the harsh sound of my breathing. Every step brought me closer to Damon. Every step also fed the storm building inside me. It felt like something large was pressing against my ribs, trying to claw its way out. The urge to break something, to hurt something, flashed through my mind before I could stop it. Nothing was going to block me from this conversation. A glance up at the sky made my stomach drop. No moon. Just darkness stretching wide overhead. New moon. The strongest night of the month for my kind. Of course it had to be tonight.

The full moon sat in the night's sky like a polished pearl button on a black coat, casting rays upon an alley where Grey stood. His hands in his pocket and hood over his head. He was hunting tonight like every other full moon. But this night was special for he hunted not an animal but a demon in human form. In a breath, he pulled-in the night's spring air, one distinct scent stood out. He followed the trail, walking through bends and turns till he arrived at the black steel gates of a house.

I stare at the huge window, my body shaking violently amidst the frigid air. Goosebumps cover my body. I knew I was shivering, but I also noticed it wasn't the cold that caused this. I wasn't sure, but I walked towards the window with my bare feet. I raise my head, staring up at the blood moon high above me. It's the first full-blood moon after a hundred years. Suddenly, my breathing quickens, changing its pace the longer I stared. I let out a shaky breath, panting. The overwhelming feeling intensifies the moment the red moonlight shines upon me. My eyes widen when I realize my skin was glowing before the snapping sound of bones fills my ears.