Itachi Blood Moon Novels & Stories

I nod, her words settling into my bones like a vow. As the sun begins to set, painting the crystal wastes in shades of crimson and gold, Thessia calls Kael and me to her tent. We enter to find her sitting cross-legged on a pile of cushions, a shallow bowl of water in front of her. The water glows faintly silver—dreamwater, I realize. For scrying or prophecy. "Sit," she commands, and we obey. She studies us both for a long moment, her sharp eyes missing nothing. "The Bloodmoon will be fully risen in two hours. Kael, are you prepared?"

His magic reached for mine before our eyes met, that familiar thread snapping taut—like a string pulled between two anchors that had been drawing closer without meaning to. He leaned against the balustrade, one arm resting on the weathered stone, a glass of bloodwine in his other hand. He looked less like a ruler and more like a man unraveling—slowly, quietly, beautifully. I stepped up beside him, close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body. “They’ll come expecting control,” I said, staring at the mist rolling over the garden rooftops. “And I don’t think I can give it to them.” He sipped from his glass. “Then don’t.”

he moves in front of him, “I do not mean no disrespect when I speak about your father! I only tell the truth as it is, but right now is not the time to be irrational for if you fall, this world falls.” “I understand!” “Do you really?” Wezhira asks to make certain he does. “I do not know anything anymore at this point but I will not let that murderous witch get what she wants destroying this world!” “You must make certain to prevent her from activating the blood moon!” “The blood moon? What is that?” Wezhira waves his hand, and the plain changes. Bringing him to a destroyed world that looks insalubrious. No trees, no water, not life inhabited by bones, dry water bodies and burned-out trees wi

Ashria said, and The other wolves agreed, most of them afraid she would withdraw her strength or do worse to them. We attacked the Earth pack members that were in the moon territory. They were to be the reinforcement for the set Adam was fighting off. Too bad those won't be having reinforcement. The Moons connected to me had super strength and super speed. The Earth pack did not stand a chance. They were outmatched. We killed all of them and then withdrew. "Let the Bloods fight their battle!" Ashria told them, and the Moons hailed her. The truth was we had killed a majority of the Earth pack members. The Bloods could handle what was left of them.

I asked. “The relic,” he said. “Jonathan found Yarikh's box and began experiments with it. We found we could use it to do the opposite of what the full moon does to werewolves. Instead of strengthening the werewolves and turning them into wolves, it weakens them and turns them back to humans.” I paced the room as he spoke. “What's special about the blood moon?” I asked. “Isn't the box effective on normal days?” “The blood moon is the culmination of everything we've been working on,” he said. “We would use Yarikh's box to transfer werewolf powers to everyone in our army. But unfortunately, your sister would die.”

together. My heart gave a kick--a furious impulse against the poison. I caught hold of her wrist - feeble, tremulous--yet sufficient to cause her to gasp. "I'm not dying," I growled. She had bright eyes--relief with a deadly threat. Then the moonlight became-- bleeding crimson through the windows. Blood Moon. Akira uncorked the vial. "Drink," she demanded. I opened my mouth-- and her hand directed the warm stuff into my tongue.

BLOOD MOON The moon loomed, vast and crimson, its light a bleeding stain across the fractured walls of the Phoenix Citadel. It felt like the sky itself had opened to watch them fall or rise—for the blood moon always demanded one thing Chaewon sat on the stone balcony in her silk robe. She had applied special oils to her hair, and her hand throbbed from the Trial of Flame. She smelled of incense on her skin, but there was something under that. Behind her, Jian leaned against the doorway. No longer the cold tycoon, no longer a clone’s shadow—tonight he was just a man, watching the only woman he’d ever bled to breathe in silence.

They both look to the sky. The blood moon appeared, they closed their eyes and freed their minds of any and every thought. "Did you feel anything? Maybe a surge of power, or do you feel stronger?" Alberto asked while examining his wife. "No Alberto,I don't. Do you?" Imelda asked. "Me neither, let's check up on Carla" Alberto said, they walked together. In a cave dominated by darkness,the loyal followers of the Scourge wait for he's reawakened . The Blood Moon appeared in this sky. "Levántate grande, es hora de reinar", The followers chanted.

“Our ancestor was a traitor. Great news.” “One of our ancestors was a traitor, but it wasn’t by choice,” Liam’s father kept his voice even. “Venom is strong, Liam. It’s incredibly hard to fight it off. Someone has to have incredible will to fight off the effects, and that’s considering the fact that they’ll even want to. We’re imagining that the youngest son really didn’t want to fight off the venom.” “Why? Does venom feel good or something?” Liam asked.

“Paladin's Aura Zone: Blood Moon.” The sky immediately became blood red, and day turned into night. The Slenderman was taken aback. ThIs EnErGy... “Fall, blood moon” Willow’s voice sounded throughout the sky. The Slenderman looked up, just in time to see a glowing red moon smash him in the face and send him back down to earth. His screams were the last thing He heard, before the moon impacted the planet, causing a massive explosion.