Moon Style Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

The recent reports of Ambrosia and Damon’s relentless rampage are weighing heavily on my heart, and sleep has eluded me, leaving me tossing and turning in the soft sheets. In the depths of my weary mind, I feel the call of a vision, a whisper from the Moon Goddess, that is beckoning me towards understanding. Suddenly, I am was enveloped in darkness, standing in a realm where the screams of the innocent echoes around me. The sight is horrifying. I clearly see Ambrosia and Damon, their forms twisted with malevolence as they unleash their fury upon humans and werewolves alike. “Flameheart!” The Moon Goddess’s voice breaks through the chaos, her presence both calming and commanding. “You must no

Trinity was referred to as a high-ranking guard or something. My head lifted up when I heard the word luna. I’d heard that word before. It was a character in one of my favorite anime shows, but I was pretty sure they weren’t talking to Luna the cat, mentor of Sailor Moon. I was so deep in my phone trying to g****e all the terminology I hadn’t even heard what they were talking about. Everyone was looking at me and I frowned. One of the other elders spoke. “A non-wolf luna is very rare, if not completely unheard of. I will have to do more research on that subject, but I am unsure how that will be taken, Alpha Adrian.”

was all I manage to say and drank from my cup. "She is beyond all compliments and adoration, Wajan. She is the creator, and we regard her as such." He leaned back on his wooden chair with his hands, residues of his meal still evident, still rested on the table top. His muscled flexed at that movement and I could not help but to gawk. I quickly widthraw my stares before he notice. "I thought so," I said. "You must meet Lamara, my sister by birth. She will teach you all you need to know regarding the moon and all her glory. She helped the healer to cure your wounds using her spiritual gift."

With the knowing looks they passed, Emma knew the Elders knew something and might not be willing to share so easily so she pleaded. "Please, I just want to make sense of it." "There's only one explanation Emma." Eunice, one of the council members answered. "The Moon Goddess. A long time ago, it was prophesied that a human with the soul of a shifter will take on the burdens of the pack and once a while, in the face of extreme danger, she would shift to protect those she holds dear. A curse and a gift, if you ask me."

My wrist mark burned—resisting—then cooled a fraction as the stone tightened. The crack narrowed to a hairline. But before it shut, the dark on the other side flickered once more—like a final spiteful peek. And I saw it. Not my mother this time. A shadow standing behind her, tall and robed, face hidden, holding a moon-silver blade like it was about to cut her loose… or cut her open. The shadow lifted its head. No features. No eyes. And yet I felt it smiling. The seam snapped shut.

“Remember they only accepts born Alphas? And the academy is close to BloodFall’s boundary. If something is happening there… we need more than rumors.” One of the officers shifted his feets. “Perhaps another investigation—” “No,” the other interrupted. “We should infiltrate the academy. Someone capable of not being expelled quickly… before the next full moon.” Draven’s gaze slid toward Devon. “When is the next full moon?” “The day after Christmas, Alpha,” Devon replied. A slow, wicked grin stretched along Draven’s mouth. Everyone stiffened. That grin only appeared when Draven BloodFall was about to turn the world upside down.

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.

And since his death, he had been the one managing the pack. "Everyone,welcome to this year's red moon ceremony. The red moon will be coming up soon, all single werewolves over the age of twenty one are to line up, males on one side and females on one side. All eyes are to be closed and the females are to remain standing and the males are to find them. Now remember everyone, mates are sacred gifts from the moon goddess herself. It is to be respected, unless necessary, such a gift should not be rejected. Now everyone , line up"

It elongated, gained weight, and slowly, impossibly, shaped itself into a figure. At first it was only an outline, tall and thin, its edges hazy. Then details resolved: long hair like strands of smoke, skin pale as birch bark, eyes dark and glinting with silver flecks. It was neither wolf nor human but a suggestion of both — a body lithe as a predator’s, hands graceful and claw-tipped. The hum inside Ava’s head became words, not spoken but heard nonetheless. Child of the Moon. Broken of the curse. You woke the old bond.

Jayden blurted out in anger. Staring at him with a blank expression, Rex kept mute until Jayden sat back down with a vicious anger. "As I was saying,” He kept on. "Jaylen is the Moon Goddess chosen Alpha. He is the Moon Goddess Choice and any attempt to go against this would result to the destruction of us all. And I don't think we want that—“ Jayden growled attempting to jump at Rex, but he got beaten to it by his twin brother. "No way! No way this is really happening!" Jaylen stood up with rage.