Molly Moon Horror Novels & Stories

In the moments right before I wake up screaming about things I can't control and people I can't protect. Same silver-blonde hair catching the light. Same violet eyes with that silver ring around the iris that nobody else has. Same bone structure that I've memorized better than I know my own face. My mother is walking through the gates of Blood Moon Academy. Except she's not my mother. She's too young. She's the right age to be a student, not a fully grown woman who murdered her husband in cold blood and then disappeared like she never existed. "Draven?" Marcus is talking to me, but his voice sounds very far away. "Man, you're getting that look. The one where you're about to lose your mind."

“On the day of the mating ceremony, I had an encounter with an old woman. She claimed to be the present moon goddess…my successor. She warned me about a war, about something or someone coming for us…She appeared again today and told me... ‘He is awakened and is coming for me” The room fell into stunned silence. I looked at them. Ashley and Alaina exchanged wide-eyed glances, Mia’s hand flew to her mouth in shock, and even Brian and Chris looked unnerved. Alex, however, seemed more confused than alarmed. “You’ve been seeing an old moon goddess, and you didn’t think to tell me?” He asked, his tone a mixture of hurt and surprise. “I didn’t know what to make of it. And I didn’t want to worry you

Possible Trauma Triggers Molly POV “I can’t really remember what happened while I was there. I have bits and pieces but most of the stuff is from my dreams so I’m not sure how much of it is really and how much my mind has made up so I could cope.” I say as I get ready to talk about my nightmares. “That is OK,” Jackson says. “Just tell us whatever you feel like talking about. It doesn’t matter if it is from your dream or of your life before you went to Twin Moon.”

Just to make sure we’re all safe and sound. Mom: (reassuringly) Alright, I’ll pack my gear and head your way. Charlie: (smiling) Thanks, Mom. I knew I could count on you. Mom: (softly) Always. Just remember, the moon is full, and we’re stronger together. Charlie: Don't tell Dad… Yet Mom: Wouldn't dream of it kiddo. Love you. Charlie: Love you too “What did she mean when she said the moon is full and we’re stronger together?” Maya asked.

Dorian froze mid-motion, wiping grease from his hands. “Mira?” he repeated softly. “She died three Winter Solstices ago.” “You’re lying.” Rowan’s face twisted, disbelief flickering into anger. “I can smell her scent in that room.” “I’m not lying.” Dorian pointed toward the alley beyond the tavern. “three Winter Solstices ago, the family from that malpractice case cornered her there—under the blood moon. They used silver-forged blades, cut deep until her wolf couldn’t heal.

He looked at me worriedly, but he could not hide his excitement that this could be my time. “You worry too much, darling.” Mom chimed in, bringing some of her special lemon cupcakes. The refreshing scent of the pastry made me hungry, so I got up right away to get two as soon as she placed the tray on the center table. “It’s a full moon tomorrow night, so expect your kids to be bitey,” she winked at me. “Mom,” I groaned, my eyebrows snapping together, hating the joke. I took a bite of the cupcake, not smiling.

I can feel the nausea rolling up inside of me as I make my way toward the dungeon’s main inner door. “Awe, what’s the matter? The weenie human can’t take watching someone being tortured?” Molly sneers from behind her cell bars. I stop to look at her and I’m not sure what she sees on my face, but she gives a little laugh. “Are you just now realizing what kind of monster Alpha is?” I don’t answer but Molly just continues on, like we’re having a conversation. “Don’t try to argue. She’s a monster. Just like they all are. She and her family are all dangerous, evil creatures. She has no problem torturing me, a member of her pack, because I said I wanted to fuck you. I didn’t know who you were, for

Georgina shifted uncomfortably in her chair, sensing the unraveling. "If Luna Regina says it wasn't you, then clearly there's been some mistake," she said quickly. "With so many people in costume that night, it's easy to..." "There's no mistake," Molly said firmly. "It was definitely me." Georgina fought the urge to sink under the table.This girl was going to end her social life with the Black family before it even started. Completely oblivious to the tension rising around her, Molly launched into her version of events with unwavering enthusiasm.

“No, Ashton. Come on.” “Jess, Jess. I’m okay.” Molly was trying to reassure her. “For real. You gotta know that. I’m an Easter. We’re indestructible. I have Shorty Easter genes in me. We’re like roaches. We survive anything. If an explosion went off, and everyone landed in a pile from the blast, I’d be the one crawling out from underneath and probably still holding a candle for my birthday cupcake.” Jess was nodding, a shadow crossing her gaze as she kept staring at where I was touching Molly. And how Molly was leaning back against me.

We have to do it earlier…" Every single word he said was filled with hatred. On the same night. Molly spent her whole day in the research institute, and she was finally done with her work. She went to take out two bags of trash after cleaning the laboratory. After that, she turned around and was about to go back into the lab. Suddenly, a few black shadows appeared and surrounded her. 'What's going on?!' Molly was shocked. Her pupils shrunk and her fists trembled as she warily swept her gaze across the shadows.