Demon Slayer Upper Moon 7 Novels & Stories

Aunt Cleo continued, her tone resolute, "I'll begin instructing you in defensive magic. We must be prepared if we're to stand any chance against them. If an attack is imminent, it will likely coincide with the blood moon, when their powers surge to their zenith. That gives us barely a month to brace ourselves." A shiver ran down Aqua's spine as the full extent of the danger loomed before her. Every word from Aunt Cleo felt like a warning etched in stone, urging her to steel herself for the battle ahead. "I'll do whatever it takes," Aqua declared, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and determination. "We won't be caught off guard. I swear it, Aunt Cleo. I'll protect everyone here with eve

I looked at her with my eye’s begging her to save me from this endless pit of choices for my crowning. “I don’t know.” I said with a sigh while turning to the designer. “What would you suggest? My mate is planning on my crowning for the blood moon in one month.” I finished watching as the wheels in his talented head turned. “Miss Black, I would suggest this emerald green. It matches your mates’ eyes and represents one of the main elements, earth, which are said to be strongest on the blood moon.” He pulled the most beautiful delicate looking fabric I had ever seen out of his bag.

* Serpentine,her demon side said and Moon pursed herl-ips *Well,I’ve never thought about having a mate. I’m still 19* Moon sighed *I have a feeling we are getting one soon,,a hot one* Serpentina said Moon immediately disconnected the mind link and closed her eyes thinking about how tomorrow is gonna be. TBC

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Her eyes alternatively shifted between the sky and the scene. "3 heartbeats." The demon pointed the spear to her mother In-law and the cloudy sky revealed the moon "THUMP!' She pushed Scarlet forward in their direction. The moon first rays fell on her. 'THUMP!' She held her breath. "THUMP!' In a single burst, she transferred all her aura to Scarlet. “GO TO HELL, YOU MONSTER!” The demon turned his head with a scowl when his left eye twitched, “What the heck is this now…?”

Alec I’m sitting on the edge of my bed and a million things are running through my mind because today was quite an eventful day for me, and a few hours ago, I received the confirmation that it all worked out in my favor. I glance at Carla, who’s lying on her side fast asleep, and slowly get out of bed before walking toward the window of our bedroom. The moon is merely a crescent, but I’m drawn to her already. In a few days, the Full Moon Hunt will begin. For once, I actually feel excited about it, and that’s because this year, I’ve let go of the weight that’s been burdening me for close to seven years.

I’d been thinking about the mirror long before the siege. The Blood Mirror wasn’t just a relic. It was Moonbane’s last thread to its origin. It had once belonged to my mother, the former head of our house, and it was one of the few artifacts that could allow her descendants to speak directly to Morgana, the first pureblood werewolf.

I nod, her words settling into my bones like a vow. As the sun begins to set, painting the crystal wastes in shades of crimson and gold, Thessia calls Kael and me to her tent. We enter to find her sitting cross-legged on a pile of cushions, a shallow bowl of water in front of her. The water glows faintly silver—dreamwater, I realize. For scrying or prophecy. "Sit," she commands, and we obey. She studies us both for a long moment, her sharp eyes missing nothing. "The Bloodmoon will be fully risen in two hours. Kael, are you prepared?"

“Your fear opened the first gate. Your anger pinned the tracker. That means your blood is awake.” “I don’t want this,” I whispered. Dax’s gaze sharpened. “Wanting has nothing to do with prophecy.” He reached into his coat and pulled out something small wrapped in leather. He opened it and revealed a thin sliver of pale metal—Moon-silver—etched with the same split crescent. My throat tightened. “Where did you get that?” “From a cage,” he said. “From someone who didn’t make it out.” He set the sliver beside the circle. “If you step into the Hearth, you can pull the bond like a rope. You can draw him through.”

He leaned very close, his warm breath brushing against my ear, sending a slight tickle through me. I turned my head, meeting his deep gaze. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, freezing everything into eternity. “Happy Winter Solstice Festival, Xaibe.” He leaned in close to my ear, murmuring softly, “On the next full moon night, let us go to the Moon Goddess to mark our bond.” Outside the window, the aurora continued its dance across the night sky, its brilliant colors reflecting upon my face and onto Xaibe's face. Catching each other's scent, we held one another in a tight embrace. (The End)