Does The Black Moon Howl Novels & Stories

The Breaking Moon The wind howled as the earth split beneath Black Hollow. Cracks spread like veins through the forest, swallowing trees and tearing apart the roads. Townsfolk stumbled from their homes, staring up at the sky in terror. The moon was bleeding. John stood at the edge of the ritual ground, his body trembling, torn between rage and despair. Sarah or what was left of her was somewhere inside the storm of shadows now circling the Hollow. He could feel her, trapped, fading.

Please don't treat me so cruelly! Please! Please! I beg you! I prayed loudly and helplessly in my heart. Both of my tired eyes were bloodshot, but I dared not close them. However, Moon Goddess did not seem to hear my prayer. I saw it. Another strong black wolf suddenly burst out from behind the door and pounced my mother to the ground. Blood bloomed like a mandala flower before my eyes, and my mother's back was torn apart by him. She tried to resist, but her strength was as weak as a puppy when facing the strong black wolf.

I ran toward him. “STAY BACK!” He looked up, the curse already taking full control. “Shadow spell,” Tall guy said, strolling over like he had all night to play around. “Black Moon sends his greeting. He’s taking the wheel now. You’re about to see what a fully owned cursed wolf looks like.” “No. Black Moon won’t win this time around.” I stared at Killian. “Come on, beat this! You’ll be a fucking loser if you don’t!” “They are overpowering me.” His voice sounded like they were multiple forces inside him. “Leave now. They want me to kill you but I won’t. It’s so hard not to listen.”

The explanation did not sound like the whole story to me. “The black moon.” She drew in a slow breath. “It is the second new moon within a single month. It only appears every few years. During that time, sexual magic becomes stronger than normal.” Her gaze stayed steady. “It is the only night when a mating ritual is allowed within the pack.” My chest tightened slightly. “And the night you bit me?” Blood rushed in my ears while waiting for her answer. Aurora lowered her head and looked at the ground. “That night was a new moon,” she said quietly. “But it was not a black moon.” She paused before continuing. “A bite from a shifter during any new moon still has an effect.” Her voice softened. “B

Creasing my brow I glared at him. “Do you know anything about black moonstone by chance?” I asked him and noticed that I had also gained Kirill’s attention. Glancing between us Lennox nodded slowly. “The Moon Council has one and it's rare and said to hold special qualities of which I'm unfamiliar with,” he stated hesitantly. Feeling like he knew more I gave him a pleading look and begged for him to spill it. “It can cure curses or inflict them with the right spell,” he huffed and I looked at Kirill with concern.

human form. She fought the urge to resist the touch of the moon, the urge to transform into her beast because she wanted me to come out alive and healthy. Never had it ever happened amongst our kind that one gave birth to a child in its human form while she in her wolf form. I have heard of these stories. They were a legend. The children would die at birth. It would be a traumatic event both for the mother and child. Probably for the onlookers as well. Lore had it on the night of my birth, my father was nervous, he paced about the front porch of our home ín a fit, while the midwife did her job. It was a long and excruciating birth for my mother. First there was happiness and laughter as my

“I can’t tell you anything. The strigois would kill me.” “I can be worse than the strigois.” My fingers press over his windpipe. My voice grows sharp, threatening. “You will live longer if you talk faster. Soon, the full moon will rise. And there will be more blood here than ever before.” The man doesn’t say a thing, shutting his mouth completely. My wolf is restless. His time draws near, and his tugging grows stronger. I'll let him out. I’m pushed back inside my very being, surrendering control to my enraged wolf.

He isn’t in his right mind. And before Elise can protest and push away from his feral touch, Rygan shuts her up with a kiss. Black Moon wolves are known to go feral with what they desire through the lunar night, and he wants her.

The other wolves stepped back and watched the lone wolf who had intercepted the beast. The lone wolf with blue eyes remained perched on the beast's back, after sniffing the beast with its bloody muzzle to make sure that the beast was truly dead, thus confirming its death, he raised his head and stared at the other wolves with his piercing blue eyes that could make just about any wolf cower in fear. Understanding the unspoken language, the wolves looked up at the moon and howled in separate unison, paying homage to the lunar prowess of the moon and announcing their triumph. As one wolf was ending the howling, the other was picking it up and this went on for a few minutes.

Eclipse of the Werewolves However, even as the lycans basked in Selene's favor, there existed another group yearning for her attention – the humans. Among them was a man named Black, a humble warrior who sought the Moon Goddess's aid in vanquishing his enemies. Night after night, Black gazed up at the moon, beseeching Selene to lend him the strength to triumph over his foes.