Hung The Moon Book Novels & Stories

It is now or never. His fangs glint in the moonlight. He yanks my head to the side. As his fangs hover over my neck, I try to stab him with the branch. It barely penetrates his skin before it breaks. That was my only chance. Suddenly, I hear a deep growl from behind me. I glance out of the corner of my eye, I see a huge black wolf with glowing blue eyes. He pounds on the vampire. He’s beautiful as his fur shimmers in the moonlight. The vampires back away from me.

The Blood Moon loomed overhead, casting an eerie glow over the land. Its light seemed to pulse with the weight of ancient power, the sky painted in crimson and gold as the stars disappeared beneath its shadow. Raynor stood at the edge of the Frostfang Peaks, looking out over the vast expanse of the land. The clans were scattered, divided, broken by years of bloodshed and war, but he knew—this was the moment they would either be healed or destroyed.

"Their actually my aunt and uncle. They took me in when I was 3. That's when my parents died." "Do you know anything about them?" "Not too much. They lived elsewhere, about a couple hours away. Their names were Felix and Sasha Moon. So I guess my last name is actually Moon, too." "Moon. That sounds familiar. So maybe your aunt and uncle are wolves too!" "Why would they hide this from me then?"

Kamini sat with another coffee mug in her hand, sipping her coffee. Rehaan "Mom, Naina is saying that next month's full moon is special as... " Kamini "Yes Rehaan I know. It's true. So we will have to wait till the next month, and attack on those vampires, when they become weak." A group of vampires were present in Maya's house. Rajveer, Nisha and Maya were standing next to each other, with the group of vampires, standing in front of them.

The silver light erupted from my palms, forming into a high-energy barrier that deflected a hail of arrows and hurled the front line backward like toys in a storm. The battle for the Iron Pass had begun. And the Blood Moon pack was about to learn that they weren't fighting an army. They were fighting an extinction event.

Chapter 2: The First Full Moon The full moon hung heavy and blood-red in the night sky, casting an eerie crimson glow through the tall arched windows of the grand library in voss Manor. Monalisa sat curled up in a deep leather armchair, trying to focus on the old leather-bound book in her lap. The words blurred on the page. Her body was still deliciously sore from the night before her once-virgin pussy swollen and tender, faint bruises from Damien’s massive hands marking her wide hips and thick thighs like possessive fingerprints. Dried flakes of blood and cum still clung to the inside of her soft skin, a filthy secret that made her shift uncomfortably every few minutes.

But she's unavailable to me even in battle. I sighed softly and collapsed in my tiny bed of hay in my cell, not the best idea if the horrifying thud was any indication, but I fell asleep right away so it didn't matter. In the morning, I was woken up with the announcement of visitors. I smiled as I sat up, scooting closer to the cells as all the young pups of the pack raced over with birthday cards, Moonwell cards, and Get better soon cards, all reading some version of 'we miss you' in children's handwriting. "Awe, you pups are the best. Did you all make these? Who paid for them?" I gathered the cards up and read each one happily. "Mr. Wells paid for them!" One of my pups yipped happily.

I reached out and delicately retrieved it from the shelf, cradling it in my hands. A surge of anticipation coursed through my veins as I opened the book, its pages pristine and unmarred. The words within held the promise of hidden truths, a key to unlock the enigma that had consumed my thoughts. I read the title embossed in elegant lettering: "Tears of the Moon: Secrets Untold." My heart raced with excitement as I turned to the first page. The words danced before my eyes, weaving a narrative of forbidden knowledge and clandestine affairs. It spoke of a world beyond the ordinary, a realm where ancient forces converged and hidden battles waged under the pale light of the moon.

The crescent hangs low in the sky-a blood red moon. The belt of Orion hung between the points, connecting the ends of the moon to almost look like a full circle. I am lying in a large bed. He's beside me. Holding me close. It's an odd situation to be in-being in the arms of a monster like him. A murderer. But Zemira's contentment is all I feel as I curl up with my hands pressed against his naked, scarred chest.

I was not initially planning on writing a book 2 for High Moon but from all the request for a second book and the feedback from the first and how people have grown to love the characters i feel inspired so heres a little snip of what is to come......... Teaser for book 2 coming mid 2023 Chapter One Titan