Mlp Fim Nightmare Moon 소설 & 이야기

“Does the Moon Goddess think giving me an Omega mate is some kind of joke?” My chest tightened painfully there it is, I thought the disgust. I lowered my gaze to the floor and waited because rejection had to come next it always did but instead he laughed softly more cold and cruel. “Let’s see who the joke ends up being on.” Then he stepped away leaving me confused and terrified and somehow even more afraid than before. Damon I came to Moon Night Pack because of dreams for months I had been seeing flashes whenever I slept there were blood, red eyes, a woman crying and a voice repeating the same words over and over.

Grunting, I startled awake with my head still in the cooler. I scrambled to my paws and backpedaled, disoriented from the dream—I must have gone unconscious after chewing through everything in the cooler. It was a miracle the campers hadn’t returned. Night still closed around the campsite, but my vision had returned crystal clear, my thoughts now articulated with human awareness. The aftermath of what I’d done lay scattered around me, and the sight of it was as harsh as the revelation I’d just emerged from. That was the Moon Goddess leading me through my Moondream, at long last showing me who my fated mate was. She was out here in these woods, lost and injured, with pain in her feet that I c

My home was dark, the silence heavy as I poured a glass of whiskey, the burn grounding me. I grabbed a calendar from the counter, my eyes locking on tomorrow’s date, circled in red—the Blood Moon. The frat party. The night they’d try to kill her. My vision flashed again—her heart torn out, blood pooling under that cursed moon. I downed the whiskey, my hand shaking as I set the glass down.

Chapter 13: Blood Moon Nightmare Liora's POV The scream tore from my throat like a dying animal's last breath, ripping through the silence of my locked room. My eyes snapped open, but the images from my dream, no, nightmare clung to my vision like blood on silver. Fangs. Red eyes. The taste of copper on my tongue.

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”

Without saying a word she opens the door allowing a boy to walk in and my breath nearly catches in my throat when his blue eyes land on me. Jaxson Ravenwood. Classmate, shifter, and future Alpha of the North American pack. His white blonde hair falls messily over his icy blue eyes. He's more muscular than your average shifter and even I can't help but admire him. I feel something, I can't quite tell what it is, stir inside me and I instantly get one of my famous migraines as he flashes Ms. Foster a killer smile.

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

he scowls playfully. "You just wish you were the one sleeping with her" I grin. We were both thinking dirty but somehow we both knew this wasn't a ,who-could-talk-the-dirtiest-with-it-being-true competition. "Yep, then I'd die a happy man" He says putting a hand over his heart and dramatically looks at the ceiling like he was looking at heaven. But there was no way anyone could find heaven on the ceiling; there was a hole in the roof from when two wolves were playing with a broom and trying to aggravate someone. No names as too who they were *cough cough* Ally and Tori *cough cough* and me *cough cough*

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

"Hold the line, Elodie! If you blink, we all die!" Victor’s roar was nearly swallowed by the screech of the atmosphere. He stood at the edge of the jagged ridge, his boots sinking into the black, oily slush that used to be soil. Above them, the White Moon wasn't just a rock in the sky. It was a dying eye. Thousands of Ferals knelt in the valley below, their heads tilted back, their throats emitting a synchronized, low-frequency hum. They weren't fighting with claws. They were thinking the light away.