Full Moon By Black Ghosts Novels & Stories

His body became stiffened His voice was hoarse. Then he opened his mouth with his eyes closed, he began to say something, which caused everyone to turn their attention towards him. “The full moon will be deadly! “The chosen one will arise! “She will come like a goddess! “The moon will welcome her like a queen! “She will destroy the enemies! “She will be cured of her lunatics and she will have power over the edge of the world!!! “she will ruin them, she will destroy you all!! “The full moon night will be bloody!

The Blood Moon rose at midnight. I stood on the balcony of the palace, watching the crimson light spread across the Moon Kingdom. The towers gleamed. The streets were empty, the people huddled in their homes, praying for deliverance. The air was thick with tension, with fear, with the weight of what was coming. The sky above was black, the stars hidden behind clouds of shadow. Only the Blood Moon remained, its crimson light pulsing with ancient power. The mark on my chest throbbed in rhythm with its light, a constant reminder of the bond that could never be broken.

But this time, it wasn't just shadows. ​High above, a massive, brilliant full moon hung in a pitch-black sky. And then, the sound started. A long, mournful cry pierced the air—a howl that felt like it was vibrating in my own chest. I turned, and through the trees, I saw them. Massive, powerful wolves with coats of pure, snowy white. They stood in the clearing, their heads tilted back as they sang to the moon. ​I bolted upright in bed, gasping for air, my skin tingling.

Bjorn lustfully drank in the sight of her, watching with fascination as she circled the dais. Several moments of rapt allure passed before Bjorn noticed that all these naked bodies were covered in a thin layer of hair. This was an animalistic gathering of wild people, those who must also be afflicted with lycanthropy. The moon would not be full for another few days, so perhaps this was in anticipation of that coming lunar event. Bjorn realized at that moment that his beautiful young girlfriend was about to experience something profound. What was he going to do when the moon was full? Would she tear him apart?

*" The sun had long before set, and I could see the glorious bright full moon above. Tonight they would shift and run in a group. It seemed to be something Alpha Grey and his pack did every full moon. It showed such unity between them, and I was delighted by the chance to witness it from a distance as they took off in a mass of fur while the sounds of their howls filled the night sky. “I wish I was out there…” I whispered softly to myself, wrapping the cashmere blanket around my arms tighter as I smiled up at the moon, thinking about Alpha Grey. I couldn‘t help the soft sound of a song that rose from me. The words softly left my lips as I looked out at the night. As I thought about everythin

Although with different spelling, but with the same pronunciation. Carra didn't know whether to feel lucky or sad. She was now in a country known as Morica in a medieval earth, under the Athurian empire. The Athurias are the ruling clan of lycans, wolf shapeshifters. In this world, there were humans, lycans, vampires and others. It seemed that she had passed through something supernatural, a portal or so, to arrive here. For a person who didn't believe in such notions, it was a bit difficult to accept. A woman in a brown garment came in through the door carrying a basin of water. She heard the young mistress called green bamboo, and she too quickly took a few steps forward. Seeing Carra awak

It's a full moon tonight. The nightmares are here again. I am at the table, inside a deserted factory. Seven men surround me and the moon gets brighter. My breathing is intensified, and the shadow comes creeping. It's the shadow of a monster. It is no tiger this time, it's a monster with two heads. One is the head of an infant, while the other is the head of a woman. "You failed the one you love You failed the one you love You failed the one you love"

Through all that, she has tried to think of the baby and not think much of her mate. Today was the day the Black Moon Pack was preparing to celebrate the Lunar eclipse, the only time when the show of the earth covers the moon and it appears darker. It is a full moon and one of the rarest ones where werewolves don’t get affected much. It is said that on this night they could ask for anything from the Moon Goddess and they will get it, no matter what it is.

The moon hung heavy and crimson in the night sky, casting a blood-red glow over the sprawling grounds of the Blood Moon Packhouse. Wolves moved like shadows across the snow, laughter and music spilling from the great hall where the celebration roared. The rare Blood Full Moon was a night of power—a night when bonds were strengthened, instincts sharpened, and dominance reaffirmed.

She had begun to fill the hole deep inside him, and he didn’t know what he would do if he were to lose her. Elle’s apprehensive eyes met his, and he realized that there was only one thing that he could do right now. Anxiously, Corvin stepped back mentally to let Remus out. Remus eagerly stepped forward. They carefully memorized every inch of her in the fading moonlight, mesmerized by her feminine form. The moon dipped behind a cloud, casting its shadow over them. The night instantly grew as dark as death’s soul. Corvin shivered in the cool night air.