Itachi Blood Moon Novels & Stories

And the unbearable passion as his wolf instinct sought healing through union. “So…” Rakar’s voice was choked. “This is my fault? And the water’s fault?” “A deadly combination,” Eldric concluded. “Alpha seed meeting a womb purified by lunar energy. The result is Ardan. The Heir of the Moon Blood.” Revira covered her mouth with her hand. Her eyes were teary. “So all this… because I drank some random water?” she whispered, tears falling onto her cheeks. “My son is sick, hunted, suffering… because I was thirsty that night?”

The air hung heavy with the scent of victory and the lingering tang of blood. The battlefield, once a scene of brutal carnage, now lay silent, the moon a crimson orb casting an eerie glow upon the ravaged landscape. The Blood Moon Pack, once a symbol of fear and tyranny under Mateo’s rule, was finally free. And at its heart stood Draven, his silver hair gleaming under the blood moon”s light, his eyes burning with an intensity that spoke of the battles waged and won.

Now they bend to her like loyal soldiers. I should walk away and let her focus. Instead I stand there, captivated, the ache in my chest twisting into something fierce, proud, stupidly hopeful. She glances up and catches me watching. She doesn’t need to say anything, I don’t either. We both know what this means. The Luna I once lost is standing in front of me again, stronger than before, stronger than me, and strong enough to carry whatever comes next. I breathe in, steady and slow, and start planning the night. Because Bloodmoon doesn’t need rumors, they need proof. And under the full moon they will get it.

she paused as if savouring her story. “Old stories might repeat themselves again.” A gasp escaped my throat. According to Catherine Damon would fall prey to his current in the blood moon and turn into a mindless beast. And the council would put him down. The blood moon was in three days. “Noo, it can't happen” I screamed, “let me go!!” "Well, who knows what he'll do? Maybe he'll kill his own people. Maybe he'll destroy everything he's built before the council finally puts him out.”

To listen, and to wait. They told me I was born from prophecy. That my mother bled during the eclipse and bore me during the lunar tide. You are Moonblood, they said. One day, the tide will rise for you. And now here I am. The moon shifts and a pulse echoes behind my eyes. Pain lances through my skull like lightning, and I gasp, clutching my head. The world turns red. Not with fire, but with blood. And there’s Rhea, standing on an altar of flame, her arms outstretched and her eyes hollowed to ash.

--- Chapter Nine: The Blood Moon Rising The weight of the night was oppressive. The moon, now full and glowing red, hung low in the sky like a judgment, casting long, eerie shadows over the forest. It was a Blood Moon—a rare celestial event that Aria had only heard about in whispered legends. But she hadn’t known how much darker and more dangerous it would feel until it was right above her. She stood on the balcony of Kade’s cabin, her fingers gripping the railing, eyes fixed on the crimson moon. Something about it called to her. It felt as if it was alive, aware, watching her—waiting.

He shook his head, “No. I tortured her badly, but the only thing that changed was her face, she shifted into her real form. She’s not even from this territory.” “How did we miss this?” I muttered under my breath, more to myself than anyone else. “This isn’t the time for blame,” Lunessa said, standing up despite her shaking legs. “We need to find out where they are. The Blood Moon is in a week.” That made me stop breathing for a second. The Blood Moon, happening between full moons this time. The year of the Snake. It is a powerful time. The timing wasn’t a coincidence. “That’s true…” I said, dragging a hand through my hair, trying to think, trying not to punch a hole in the wall.

She was my redemption. The Blood Moon Luna and His Blood Moon Redemption are original works from the imagination of author Artemas J R Broyles. Some real life places were used purely for landmark purposes. The characters themselves are pure imagination with personalities inspired by those the author has met in their own life’s journey. Thanks for reading! -A :)