Molly Moon Horror Novels & Stories

The glass windows ripple like water. "Now look," she says, showing the shapes moving on her arms. The glowing structure behind them is identical to this new mythical looking diner. "This tattoo was a dream. Just abstract shapes that I remembered. I thought they were fragments of memories. Now, I don't t think that's it at all. Or not all of it. Look here." She pointed at where a glowing orb pulsed beneath her skin. "That's the Wolf Moon. Vuko is also looking now, frowning at the wisps of light and shade moving like shadow play beneath her skin. The original static shapes of the tatoos she had have gone. This, this is magic. And it's alive.

she chuckled, bringing him only closer to her. “Definitely thumbs…” he promised, thrusting softly against her. “This though… this is just an added bonus.” “Wow…” “What?” “So romantic…” “You know you love it,” he teased her. “Now, come on… I hear it’s a full moon tonight.” Aislyn frowned, “You heard?” “You’re not quiet, baby,” he replied, his body already transitioning on top of hers. His Beta was back in his true form, ready to entertain this fantasy.

Maybe Laura will talk with him and make him come willingly with us. The perfume of lilac mingles with the other scents, spinning about me. Excellent timing! But something is wrong. I can hear her teeth gnashing before I even see her. In the full moon's light, her eyes twinkle. I've seen it in the eyes of other strigois, a craving for blood, an uncontrollable need. What happened to her?

"How are you sure? I met him and Graystone, he was tracking me and I had to escape him as much as I could." "Could he be here for, to be honest, I can't wait to see who Moon looks like," she ejected and our eyes darted to her, Ramanov realized he had gone straight to Moon Kindergarten after he left Greystone and that was a huge threat to us, Moon could be in danger now and Andrea was no longer the oak tree that gave me shedding again.

THE MOON CURSE Death…… She had no idea if it was just her, but Shirley could feel she could hear death's voice. Feel it hovering in the atmosphere, with its sharp claws and fangs looking for the next person to take along with her. She had felt it that night, a few weeks ago, minutes before her best friend died. Anita……

“Even if I die, you can’t stop this movement. The Raze isn’t just some organization. We are a movement to raze the earth of all monsters. I’m just one, but we are many.” Molly laughed and flipped her knife to show off her skills. I rushed her, but she stood her ground. I drew my arm back to punch her, dropping to my knees at the same time to punch her in her gut. The air trapped in Molly’s lungs exploded out and she buckled on herself.

They exchanged hushed whispers, their expressions filled with a mixture of fear and fascination. As Molly turned her attention to the hushed onlookers, they were quick to avert their gazes, not daring to meet her unsettling eyes. She let out a low, haunting chuckle, relishing the fear she instilled in others. Her laughter seemed to linger in the air long after she had ceased, a chilling reminder of her eerie presence.

"They don't take new wolves. We haven't been trained properly. It could unsafe for us. They're a small pack, only consisting of 5 or something, but what they lack in numbers they make up in strength." "Why are they stirring up trouble?" I ask flopping on the bed next to Mikki. Pale moon light pushed through the window, leaving a stretched rectangle over the floor and halfway across the bed. She shrugs and looks out the window. "Wanting more land or something." We sat there for a long while before Mikki stands swiftly. "You hungry?" "Kinda." I say dragging myself off the bed. Half the house was lit. With the pack leaving suddenly the hallway light was on, the lounge room, the kitchen, several

I called out as Honey grabbed fistfuls of dirt to try to eat. “Are you so eager to die, Moon?” Rolf growled, and I looked to him to see him collapse into a pool of his own blood. His demon stretched out then shook the dripping blood from itself. Its slitted eyes trained on me, only breaking away to look at Rolf, who was still hunched over at the tree truck. I pulled Honey in front of me as the demon stalked closer, its teeth glistening with saliva, and its head held low. I didn’t dare to break eye contact with the monster, even when it towered over me with Honey between us. Rolf’s blood splattered over me, but I refused to back down.

He hated when his father was right. “Well, everything went in that book. How to kill vampires, werewolves, the fae, sirens, shapeshifters, skinwalkers, Wendigo’s, demons, you name it. If we had encountered it, it would have been in the book. We had the original copy, and they wrote copies of what we had written through the night. We gathered some pretty cool information.” “Like what?” Liam asked, intrigued.