Moon Rising Graphic Novels & Stories

No one moved in their seats to challenge the most powerful man in the pack. “Good,” he said, nodding pleasantly. “The meeting is adjourned.” We were halfway down the corridor when Nirvana caught a whiff of danger from the moon. It had risen fully now, swollen and red, staining the marble floors with blood colored light. The blood moon… “The blood moon?” I wondered why there was one when it wasn’t yet the time of the month. Rozen stopped so fast I nearly collided with his back. “Do you feel that?” I asked when I felt the energy shift instantly.

The door slamming in the distance snapped me from my restless slumber, snapping my head up, I caught a glimmer in the distance as they approached me. The knife glaring in the man’s hand was easy to identify once he was close enough and even though his face remained concealed the tattoo wrapped around his wrist was clearly visible. The eight phases of the moon. A symbol of enlightenment and darkness, immortality and eternity. It was beautiful, nature’s very own yin-yang. “Good Afternoon, Goddess Selene.” Dark greeted me with a sinister smirk on his face, to which I responded with a flat look.

Giovanna grins. The Luna smiles and looks like she’s about to leave the room when she freezes, staring at my mates exposed mark. It turned out beautiful. It’s all black and has kind of a tribal feel. It has imagery depicting a full moon with claw marks on either side circled by a large bite mark that wraps from the front of her shoulder to the back. It’s the most beautiful mark I’ve ever seen, but it’s entirely possible that I’m just biased.

"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"

"And if you think about it, tomorrow is indeed a full moon night." Ruth quickly cut in and joined in there now. Ruth even took out a roll of paper, which I had always known to be pictures of constellations that were Ruth's favorite. And quickly, Ruth unrolled the constellations of paper, and she began to point at a line of stars and moon symbols that were clearly drawn on the paper. “See, it is time. Tomorrow is a red full moon. It could be good or bad things actually.” I along with the others immediately looked very seriously right at Ruth's finger which was still pointing right at the constellation paper there now. I myself even slightly frowned as I looked at each star and moon line writt

You kept me hidden. Drawn from the back:him shielding her,his body turned just enough to block every angle. Card10: Moon Visual.You came with me.I was so happy that day. A soft,dreamy sketch of the suspended moon and two small silhouettes beneath it. Card11: Mobius ring.Our rings. A delicate line drawing of two intertwined bands.No beginning.No end. Adrian’s fingers lingered on the last card longer than the others. Then,slowly,he lifted his gaze.

The wax melted slowly, dripping in a thick, fragrant puddle onto the center fold of the parchment. Before the wax could cool and harden, Aria took the heavy silver stamp resting on the corner of her desk. It bore the new, official crest of Moonrise, the same emblem Silas had carved into the Stone of Vows at the summit. A crescent moon, gently cradling a blooming winter-rose. She pressed the cold silver firmly into the hot wax. The crest settled perfectly into the green pool, leaving a crisp, permanent impression.

I smiled at them and tipped them an imaginary hat and they cheered for me. I cruised to a halt and jumped down from the car before grabbing my backpack and retrieving the Moon Phoenix. It glowed through the foil and I turned to look at the sunset, taking how beautiful it was against the skies. It was the reason for this glow. I unwrapped the Moon Phoenix and lifted it into the skies, towards the direction of the sunset and it let out a glow this time, it took the color of the sunset. Fiery orange, yellow, an almost red tinge, pink and purple. It let out its light, casting an ethereal glow around me.

Marcus The moon hung low in the sky, a thin crescent barely visible through the clouds that lingered like dark secrets in the night. The rogue encampment was quiet, too quiet, as if the very earth was holding its breath. It was the calm before the storm—the calm before everything changed.

At one end of the circle, a low stone altar rose, its surface engraved with the crescent-and-forest crest of Moonshadow. Above, the canopy opened fully, revealing a clean slice of sky. The moon hovered directly above the center of the clearing now, luminous and watchful. Torches had been planted at intervals around the circle's edge, their flames low and steady. The combined light of fire and moon bathed the wolves in a strange, two-toned glow—warm gold from below, cold silver from above. Luna's breath caught.