Demon Full Moon Breathing Novels & Stories

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.

He patted the space next to him, motioning for her to join. Curiosity piqued, she inched closer, captivated by the way his confidence glimmered in the dim light. “What do you have in mind?” “Breathing exercises!” he said, demonstrating as he slowly inhaled, his chest rising. “It’ll help center you when those werewolf instincts kick in. Just follow my lead.” He exhaled softly, the air whispering around them, inviting her to join.

The current pressed against my body, the water climbing to my waist as I struggled to keep my footing. I tried to draw in a breath, but my lungs filled with water. I thrashed helplessly until my feet finally struck something solid. Gasping, I clawed my way onto one of the rock boulders, coughing violently as water poured from my mouth. This time, the Artemis demon raised her arms high above her head, her voice cutting through the air in a chilling laugh. The sound slithered through my spine, a cold echo that felt like it could freeze my very soul.

Echoes of the Blood Moon The storm outside had subsided, yet within the Moon Temple, the atmosphere felt even more oppressive—saturated with whispers, ancient energy, and a foreboding that none of them completely comprehended. Luna stood at the heart of the chamber, her breathing slow but irregular as the crimson glow of the Blood Moon pulsed faintly beneath her skin. The mark on her collarbone blazed like a living flame, and each heartbeat resonated through the stone like a distant drum.

Morning arrives without warning, but not with the soft light seeping through the curtains—it comes with the heat already burning beneath my skin before I even open my eyes. A heat that doesn’t come from the sun, but from them. Demon is behind me, his body pressed to mine as if, sometime during the night, we’d decided without words that there wasn’t enough space to keep us apart. His breathing is slow, deep, and every time he exhales I feel the tickle of his breath against my neck.

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.

Lawst Bathory. "We have to act fast and wisely." I snarled as I paced around her leisure hall aimlessly and angrily. I couldn't just get to calm down my raging demon. My heart was racing way too fast to be comprehended. It was 12 full moon nights, and we are approaching the fourth full moon night. I feared how tedious the mission might be. My face was pale, cracked lips and the flesh around my eyes were light red and my eyes, yellow.

I take a deep breath; I have to calm myself to do it. I steady my breath, I relax my body, I think about Theon, concentrate only on him, I try to summon to my memory every detail, every emotion, every fragrance, every look, every touch... and suddenly I can feel and hear it. A heartbeat, which is so well known to me, strong and loving, even though now frightened, and finally I just know, I know that he senses me as much as I sense him. "It is Becca's doing, Full Moon's territory, please hurry" I almost feel his arms physically around me as I suddenly lose my strength and allow darkness to consume me.

Not today again… You always have somewhere to go, can't we just go home before you proceed to anywhere you want to go" I replied. "I can't, I have limited time," He said. I got into the car and was conveyed home. Damon POV And all of a sudden the full moon came out. I ran in my half wolf-like heading to Delon. When I saw a man shoot another human dead, this man will be a good to feed on. I dashed to him and fed on him, dropping him dead to the floor and heading to Dalon. I used all of my strength to become a man since it is very difficult during the full moon.

“Call me yours.” A growl ripped from my chest. “You’re mine, Sophia. Mine.” “Yes,” she gasped, “yours. Only yours, Damon.” The window glowed silver, moonlight spilling across the bed like a divine spotlight. My gaze snapped to it. The full moon. Oh, hell. “Shit,” I muttered, my rhythm faltering for a second. “It’s the full moon…” A low growl echoed through my head,deep, primal. Raze.