Full Moon Creepy Novels & Stories

WAIT WHAT? "Hey fuck boy! Do you and my sister mind not doing that in front of me?" I pointed my finger at the two horny mates. I could smell their arousals and it made me uncomfortable. "Sorry big bro! It's the full moon. I can feel it." Cleo explained. I couldn't blame her, we all felt it too. "What the fuck you mean, it's the full moon?" Gabz asked confused. "Do the full moon make you horny Cleo?"

She has been seeing and hearing creepy things, such as red eyes, claws, sharp teeth, and hearing howls of a wolf. Alina took a deep breath before she comes out of the bathroom. It is happening again since it is the time of the month. It's a full moon tonight, it has been happening for over a year, all the things she sees even her dreams are manipulated and she has no idea why. She thought that maybe it is a one-time thing when it happened the first time but it cannot be just a mere coincidence. Every full moon, things get weird. She just turned eighteen a week after her sister graduates from junior high, and she kind of had this feeling that maybe when she reached eighteen it will stop, but

It is almost midnight and I am trying to get some work done. My concentration is lost, no matter how hard I try to read the letters on the paper, I just can't. My thoughts constantly wander to my Rain. It is Full Moon again, wherever she is, I am sure she will have crawled anxiously into a corner. I never managed to get it out of her from whence this fear of the Full Moon comes. Certainly, Lupercalia brings her nightmares since our pup just kept postponing his arrival and pack members mocked her. But I always get the feeling there's more behind it.

The city never truly slept, but on full moon nights, it felt different—like something old and wild moved underneath, a dark presence hiding nearby. Detective Evelyn Cross had learned to trust her instincts, and right now, they were screaming at her, a loud mix of warning bells rang in her mind.

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 stood in front of his office door contemplating whether or not to enter until the door sprung open. "I thought I should help you make a decision." Major Daniels blurted out, walking back to his seat. "Sir, I-I'm sorry...about earlier..." "You shouldn't be sorry to me." He retorted and brought out a case file titled 'The Full Moon Serial Murder Case.' The file was named after the full moon because the murder always took place during the full moon just like two days back if not that this month's murder came a few hours earlier.

Viktor sees the confusion on my face and chuckles. “They don’t live on the estate and only come here on the full moon to help the pups ease their transitions. I am sure you’re aware of the pull the full moon has.” He says. I shudder as he says this; of course, I am aware. The full moon makes our shifts uncontrollable; we literally have to be chained up to stop us from wreaking havoc on normal humans. I can’t imagine how it must feel for a newly transitioned pup as I don’t remember my first shift even though everyone says that it is unforgettable.

the strange creature explained, “I tried to see what she was doing in order to get the location of the person who possesses the necklace and I failed. Please forgive me for my lack of preparation.” “Do not worry yourself,” The master whispered. "The necklace is powerless until the twenty-first century. The full moon which rises this year cannot glorify the cause that Blackwheel seek. We must wait for another two hundred years to pass." “So, I am vindicated from my mistakes?” the strange creature asked. “Not so fast," the master smiled. "I have created a lovely potion for you to drink. We must celebrate the coming of a full moon." The master handed the strange creature a golden cup.

“I see.. look. there is a tradition that we follow in this place, on such full moons we go home early so we can give others the chance to tour the city” “Others?” A confused look flash through my face. “On a full moon, it is believed that the spirits are looking down on us and blessing us so we make sure to go home early so we won’t obstruct their presence” Now I badly want to laugh, who even came up with something absurd? The full moon appears when it has moved in its full orbit so that the earth is in between the moon and the sun, so how could they liken this to the appearance of spirits? “So am i supposed to believe that absurd line ma’am?” A small smile appears on my face.

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.