Jacob Black From New Moon Novels & Stories

Brad chimes in before retreating into a corner of the room. "We received news from the south. The BlackBloods are preparing an attack on the MoonBlood pack tomorrow night, under the cover of the moonless night. Intel couldn't find out if it's the big one, meant to take over the pack entirely or not, but it's safe to say it is." Damon jumps straight at it and it takes all my self restraint not to look at Brad's face, trying to read it. "What about the MoonWalks? They'll just jump right over?" Andre asks.

Why would he want to attack the moon goddess, spelling doom for all wolves for generations to come…well if he lost. Heart thumping, I lifted my head through the array of heads, standing on tippy toes to catch a glimpse of him on the high table where the other pack leaders were seated, with their Lunas, Betas, and Gammas by their side. My brother and father with the pack’s Beta, stood tall and straight behind two empty chairs, most probably for Jake and Jessica who seemed to be absent at the moment. I wondered why they weren’t present while their pack officials were. Maybe Jake sent my father and his Beta to represent the Crescent pack? I wouldn’t be surprised. After all, my father was the hi

Christian raises his nose into the air and a second later the sound of his howl fills the night, cuts through the night sounds and echo's over the snow. I sit up, my heart beating with want to add my over voice. I raise my nose and howl at the starry sky, adding my voice into the night. Mikki's howl rises into the night, dragging out in a sorrowful tone. Tori's howl arises into the night, high and loud and soon Ash and Ally were singing alone. I lower my nose to breath and spot Carson making her way outside, smiling as she hears us croon into the shadow world. I raise my nose again, unable to stop myself if I wanted too. The need to howl burns through me, only dowsed when I am crying to the

My heart goes fast. “Look!” She pushes the screen into my face. I snatch it from her hands. My mouth falls open. My eyes feel like they are going to pop right out of my head. ‘AICHONNE BLACKWOOD SOON TO BECOME LUNA OF THE SILVERFANG ROYAL PACK’ The huge words burn my eyes. I click the search button and type my name super fast. A whole bunch of news pops up. ‘AICHONNE BLACKWOOD SPOTTED IN MOONHAVEN COAST GETTING READY FOR THE BLOOD MOON ASCENSION’

Lena had always hated full moons. Not in a dramatic, horror-movie way. Nothing that obvious. It was quieter than that. A restless hum under her skin. Nights where sleep never came easy and every sound outside her window felt personal, like the dark was aware of her. Tonight, the moon wasn’t silver. It was red. She stood barefoot on the back porch of her rental house at the edge of town, arms folded tight against the chill. The woods behind her stretched deep and black, the treetops glowing faintly under the strange crimson light.

The forest was alive with silver. Moonlight dripped through the bare branches like liquid frost, pooling on the ground in pale, shimmering sheets. The Winter Moon—the brightest, coldest full moon of the year—hung heavy above the Winterwood, casting everything in a ghostlike glow. Lyra Whitlock paused at the treeline, breath fogging in the crisp air. Her heartbeat thudded unevenly beneath her cloak. This was her last moment alone before the festival. Before the ceremony. Before the pact that would bind her life to a man she’d never met.

She showed me the luxurious rooms and beautiful gardens. Finally, Sia showed me to my room. I felt exhausted after walking through the grand mansion. My room was fully white, with accents of light blue, and the queen-sized bed, working desk, and drapes had crystal beads. I settled into the room, closed my eyes, and thought about Sia's story about my mother, Jia, and her struggles as a slave to the Blackmoon Pack alphas and how she eventually met my father. Luna Sia believed that the Blackmoon Pack had killed the pack members in war, but a plot by the Devamps cult, a hybrid of demons and vampires, caused their misery.

In fact he believed that Galbraith had even overestimated himself by stating that he could last those initial two strikes. “A Moon Wolf at the pinnacle is no warrior but a beast capable of tearing down the walls of reasoning. We may be called the pride of the Beastman Race, but that is only because the Moon Wolves are no longer here. How do you think it was that they were able to stand at the peak of all other tribes when they were just one clan?” Galbraith spoke sternly. While Jack was humble, the pride in his tribe remained. It would be difficult to let go of that pride in such a short time. Well, Galbraith wasn’t going to wait for him to before answering the second question. “Now to the s

She needed to be kept under control, if she shifted into that wolf then it would be even more difficult to keep my secret. All this because of her pathetic excuse of a mother. If she had not given birth then I would not have wasted so much of my time and energy on keeping quiet. The moon goddess had blessed me with my son, I did not need a daughter out of wedlock. Especially with someone who was just the pack hoare. The day she died was certainly a good day for me. My beautiful Luna would never know about my affair with the hoare. Elora was a mistake but I did not believe in killing pups in my pack. Of course being known as an unmated hoare, nobody questioned who her father was because nobod

"Don't remind me, yesterday was the first time I saw you in control. Your wolf didn't want to kill him" "Ivan is my childhood friend, I won't kill him. I was just mad" Skylar mumbled. Shailyn poked her arm. "Why are you rouse, pup?" "Do you know what a blue moon is?" She consulted, staring at Shailyn, watched as the fairy nodded. "A red moon represent the rise and fall of the Lycan Alpha King, a blue moon represent the rise of the King's Queen, Luna of all magical creatures" Skylar fluttered her eyes, frowning in complication. "I don't get it"