Full Moon Creepy Novels & Stories

Why would he do this to me? ... “The full moon is in a few days.” Nessa squeals as I join her in the community room. “I know.” I say sardonically. “I’m beside myself with excitement.” “Are you going hunting or fucking?” Once a month on the full moon is when wolves lose all their inhibitions. The full moon brings out our most basic instincts, compelling us to either fuck tirelessly or hunt through the entire night. “Definitely fucking. And guess what, I already have someone I want to spend it with.”

On the night of the full moon, Dennis embraced Mary from behind, and the two of them stood by the window, looking up at the sky. He gently kissed Mary's earlobe and then kissed her cheek affectionately. Mary looked up at the moon, her hands holding her stomach. She prayed that the medicine would help her keep Dennis and the family that she loved so much. She tilted her head and rubbed her hair against Dennis's cheek and whispered, "I love you." Dennis smiled and said, "I love you too."

My eyes widened in surprise as I saw the night sky outside the window, bathed in the ethereal glow of the full moon. It hung low, a brilliant silver orb casting its spell on the night. The collective gasp of awe from the pack members echoed in my ears, and I couldn't deny the beauty of the moment. It was an unexpected full moon, and everyone immediately became excited. The significance of the full moon wasn't lost on me. It meant more than just a picturesque night; it was a night when werewolves without mates often found their destined partners, and those already bonded with a mate experienced their connection deepening.

The night of the full moon was fast approaching, and Rose couldn't shake off the feeling that something was going to happen. She had heard stories about how the full moon could cause people to act strangely, to become more aggressive or more emotional. She wondered if there was any truth to these tales.

“You need to eat something.” “I can’t,” Aiden muttered. “It’s like… nothing tastes right.” Cass sat beside him on the cold stone wall. “Still feeling weird?” “I’m scared I’m not gonna feel anything but weird from now on.” Cass looked at him carefully. “Is it the full moon?” Aiden blinked. “What?” “I was reading about it,” Cass said, digging into his bag and pulling out a crumpled notebook. “Wolves. Werewolves. Legends. It all points to the full moon being a trigger.”

(FULL MOON) THE FULL MOON is so bright. More than anything for a while and the past years. Shining beautifully above and giving off its light to the darkness of the forest below. Yet, the air smells nothing but blood, with the ambiance and tone of dread and darkness all around. “Will she be alright?”

It was basic, graceful, but the charm was odd—a shadowy, near-ebony half-moon shaped from a material that drank in the glow. Before I could scrutinize it, she hid it away. "Anyway, I'll let you get on. Don't push too much!" With one more overly sweet grin at Thorne, she exited. The door shut, and I spun to Thorne. "Catch that? The vibe here's... hurried. Folks are jumpy." Thorne exhaled deeply. "Full moon's fault. Tonight." A basic chill ran along my back. "Full moon? What's that entail around here?"

Brenna Thunderous applause erupted within the room from everyone as they offered their congratulations. “Speaking of the Blood Moon, I encourage all of you to make preparations for the event now.” Adan let out a deep breath as he addressed the Pack, his smile fading. “I’d hate to see something happen to one of the women in the Pack because adequate preparations weren’t made.” Everyone knew full well that during the Blood Moon, all of the members of the Pack would be in heat, wild and uncontrolled.

Another sigh escaped Scarlett's mouth. "We shouldn't worry about him just now, though. We need to be worried about you." Scarlett looked at Avery who spoke. Avery gave her a look. "Or have you forgotten?" "What is she talking about?" She asked Cornelia. "The full moon, Scarlett. How did you manage to forget? This is the final day of the current month's full moon. The day where things become brutal. You start to feel the impulse to kill or to flee, only to come back the next day. Naked."

She just wanted to make sure that everyone there was someone she trusted, and that there was no one unfamiliar to her. That was her only chance to make a good plan and help Selena. So she couldn't make any mistakes. After ensuring everything was fine, she looked at Clifford again, since he was in front of her. "All of you know that tale about the Full Moon, right?" A lot of them nodded in agreement, but a few others remained still, like they had no idea of what she was talking about. "Ah, of course." Grandma pat her forehead. "I forgot there was some humans among us tonight." she smiled at the group that didn't know about the story.