Full Wolf Moon Book Novels & Stories

He was a force of nature, a whirlwind of destruction, and I feared that he would lose himself completely to the Red Wolf's primal instincts. I needed to find a way to help him, to bring him back from the brink of darkness. But how could I do that when I was surrounded by chaos and danger on all sides? Then, a memory from my childhood surfaced in my mind. My father had once told me stories of Silver Moon Wolves, individuals chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. They possessed a unique gift – the ability to command all the Silver Wolves. It was a power born of the moon's magic, and it was said to be the ultimate bond between wolf and human.

"I brought something that might help." She held out a book. Old leather binding, pages yellowed with age. "Found it in Doc's collection. It's about moonfire wolves. Your kind." I took it carefully. The title was in a language I didn't recognize. "Can you read it?" I asked. "Some. Doc's helping with translations." She flipped to a marked page. "Look at this." There was a drawing. A wolf surrounded by flames. And beneath it, text Luna had translated in the margins.

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

Just then, I recalled what my mom had earlier told me. I'm a Moon wolf and since that's the case, I need to find whatever is related to a moon wolf. I really do hope I'll find what I'm looking for. I searched and searched until I finally saw the ancient moon wolf pack, written in a large book. I let out a shocked gasp when I saw this. Finally I had seen what I've been searching for all this while. But I don't understand why the book volume is so large. What could be written in it?

But the young werewolf was determined to succeed, driven by a burning desire to unlock the power of the Moon Goddess and become the strongest werewolf in the world. And finally, after months of searching, he found it. The Blood Moon Chronicles: The Book of Power. With trembling hands, he wrote his name in his blood, unleashing the power of the Moon Goddess upon himself. In an instant, he felt a surge of energy, a rush of power that flowed through his veins. He knew that he had become more powerful than he had ever imagined, and that he would stop at nothing to protect the book and its secrets from those who would seek to use it for evil.

She seemed to be calming down, a bit anyway. "The Wolf Moon was named by the indigenous peoples of this continent hundreds of years ago. They called it that because in the winter they heard the wolf packs howling around their villages. Little did they know the full moon in the darkest part of winter held great power for us." She seemed to forget her fears for the moment as they spoke. Rhys thought maybe it would be best to continue the discussion in private. "Why don't we talk about everything that will happen tomorrow so it won't seem so foreign to you." He held his hand out, waiting for her to take hold.

They aren’t exactly extinct but they go out of their way to keep to themselves. “Here, this is the pack. Harvest Moon,” River says, bringing a large book to my table. I push to my feet and carefully brush away some dust on the cover as I take in the crest. It’s a reddish rust colored moon, with three wolves howling around it. One, matches the color of the moon.

'Mum is never going to allow any harm befall you! 'What a piece of meal you are', one of the make wolves said as they circled about me 'What do you want?' I asked. 'You offended the wrong person!' he answered and the others sneered. 'I am new here and have not been with anyone, talk nothing of offending anyone!' I supplied. 'How dare you have relations with Alpha Conqueror?' a female voice said, coming out from behind a tree. She looked different from the rest. The others looked like rogues but she looked different.

Rain's mind wondered to the stories of his people and how they originally worked with the covens. There was a time long ago when witches and wolves worked together, witches would sometimes even find themselves mated to wolves through a gift of the moon goddess. But, one of those matings went wrong long ago. A witch named Aster and an alpha from the blood moon pack had become fated mates. But, the witch was sterile and could not have any pups for the alpha.

The strange wolves were talking, their voices low but clear enough in the stillness. “She has to be close,” one said. “Alpha wants the book,” the other growled. “He says the girl stole it—the librarian.” My stomach clenched. They were looking for me.