Howling At The Moon Book Novels & Stories

Lyra's Point of View Thalia took another sip of tea then started to narrate what I told her the day before, to Xander who was curious about what she had read in the book. “You know.” She started. “I read somewhere that not many people know about werewolves. But Orin Darkhowl was a master at it. He knew many things about us, he even came up with several theories about our origin. And the Midnight Howl was the book that contained all his life's discoveries. I haven't read much though I only got the book yesterday after all. I am still in the first two chapters. But from what I read in chapter one, Orin Darkhowl was basically trying to educate his readers on the history of the moon. He spoke ab

If only. The book keeps my attention as I wait for somebody to come back with news on my grandmother. The other myths are astounding, and it makes me wonder if they are also true. One of them being The Moonlight Wolves, a pack that existed way back whose members were immortal, recharging themselves under the moons luminous glow. Though I doubt this one, it entertains me and fills me with a childlike wonder. I see why Henry reached for this book now. "What are you reading?"

His mother half yelled. Xan hunny.. food is ready. Lexa yelled. Okay Mom.. I'll be down there very soon. Roxanne half yelled too. God! This horror book wasn't horrific at all. It was enticing..she wanted nothing except the book. She was already in the Fourth chapter, the chapter was all about humans transforming into wolves during every full moon. There was a small note saying; _I *wrote this book_ _because I want_ _every other teenager_ _out there, who has been_ _given the gift to transform_ _every full moon to be Happy_ _about their gift._

Aurora replied while grinning from ear to ear. Madeline also exclaimed excitedly. She looked at the moon and felt a sudden urge to howl. Aurora also felt the same urge. They looked at the blood moon and howled aloud. Sebastian and David also felt the same urge with their wolves and howled with her. Their loud and powerful howls made all the pack wolves shudder in delight, and without thinking anything, the whole pack howled aloud, connecting themselves with the moon, feeling their faded strength coming back.

I search through the books, using the shelves to slide the ladder around. I don't recognize any of them but one captures my attention. I grab it, sliding down the ladder. I head over to where Angel is lounging in a hammock and climb up beside her. The hammock is extremely soft. I lay down in it, propping the book up on my knees. "What book is that?" Angel asks me, peering over at the cover. "The History of Moon Wolves," I tell her and she looks at me funny. "Why would you need that? What don't you know about your own kind?" she scoffs.

All the while their kiss deepened into gasps, and moans, willing themselves onto the other. Those that are left around them break their silence as the two carry on. The first howl is one he knows. It’s low and gruff, expectant that all who were in the woods now would come to respect their Goddess’ terms, human, half breed or werewolf. Zane’s howl could be heard for miles if he so chose to do it too, but this one seemed to stay put. The next to join in was the woman beside him, Candice, who had no business howling really, but she did.

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.

crying out in pain. Em reached back to touch whatever had made her fall. But when she felt what was in the floor .: her heart stopped. A body. “Oh god .. oh god ..” she said. Turning to try and stand again .. she found that she was at a wall. A glass wall. And when she raised her eyes she could see it was a window. Some light was filtering through. But something was blocking most of it. It was the moon .. a full moon. The moonlight was coming in through the window and making the room lighter.

That night, the wind carried whispers. I sat by the window, the moonlight pouring over me. It was full, bright, and mocking. I could hear the pack moving through the corridors—footsteps, soft conversations, doors opening and closing. Everyone was talking about me. I could feel it. They are afraid of you, my wolf purred. “Good,” I whispered. A shadow flickered across the wall. Elara. I didn’t jump. I didn’t move. I let her step into the moonlight.

she shouted, her voice boomed not only to the four corners of her room but the whole mansion. She wouldn't be surprised if the twin would suddenly appear in her room any moment. Fortunately, Liam was not around. He left together with their father to attend the monthly annual meeting of the Shadow and Shield United, an alliance between hunters and werewolves. Shortly, as she anticipated, the door of her room burst open. Sky peeked inside, half-naked and leaves were hanging on his hair. Their mother ordered the twin to cut some bougainvillea branches that had reached the terrace on the second floor of the mansion. Behind him was Cloud who, just like his twin had leaves in his hair also. Concer