Moonblood Actress Novels & Stories

His mother. He sank his fangs into her throat in a heartbeat. There was no time to react as he tore into her flesh, blood spurting from her artery as she screamed. Her hands tore at the creatures skin, but her own skin was breaking as she tried to break free. She was sobbing, but the sounds didn’t come as quickly as anyone thought. Slowly, she began to gurgle instead of cry. When the creature dropped her body, Liam felt as if he had died.

The last time I heard of her was on the second blood moon" "Blood moon?" Her eyebrow was crooked. "Yes, she saved a little boy, I heard" Shailyn stared at her for a second. It was pretty obvious she wasn't telling her everything but Shailyn wasn't ignorant, she was there when the blood moon happened, she saw how the sky darkened, she saw how the blood moon took over and she was also among those villagers who were seeking to kill the cause and she watched how the mother of that child died and turned into ashes, curiosity was what led her there.

I say. "For what she expended." Maret chooses her words carefully. Sets them down like objects she is placing on a surface she isn't sure will hold them. "What she carries, what was revealed tonight, it isn't something we have a reference for. Not in living memory. The Moonblood hasn't manifested fully in generations." She pauses. "She used a significant portion of it in a very short time. The shift. The fight. And then what she did for you." She says that last part without inflection.

Arsenio held his breath for a moment, then let it out roughly until his chest rose and fell. "That girl, is a victim of the Blood Moon atrocity." Finally those last two words, escaped Arsenio's mouth. The atmosphere became silent. "Blood Moon?" Anindira said the last two words, which immediately brought her memory to the past that was so sad. Arsenio nodded repeatedly. "Yes, Blood Moon. You heard it right. Inside there is a girl, who has been fitted with a micro chip inside her head. Right now Doctor Kris and the others are trying to remove that creepy thing..."

she choked. He didn’t stop. His voice went lower, more intense, every word an oath. “You hear me?” he rasped. “This ain’t over. This ain’t done. You are your mother’s daughter and my blood and Silverveil’s Luna. You hold. You don’t bow. Bloodmoon holds.” The world cracked. Baylee sucked in a sharp breath. That word — Bloodmoon. It hit her like a jolt directly to the sternum. Not just emotionally.

Madeline pricked her finger, letting a single drop of blood fall into the bowl beside Elias's. The crowd held its breath as Madeline lifted the bowl high, the moonlight catching the liquid inside. "With the power bestowed upon me as Luna of the Silver Moon Pack," she intoned, her voice ringing clear, "I call upon the Goddess to reveal the truth!" She tipped the bowl over the flames. The fire roared, the blood sizzling as it hit the embers. For a heartbeat, nothing. Then the blood changed. From crimson to deep, venomous purple. The color of betrayal.

But more come…it is useless. Armond yells, “Useless servant.” He looks at his minions. “Your snack is served.” They descend on him like vultures. He smirks. “Now, chain her properly.” His minions chained me to the floor, where I could barely move. Armond stood in the center of the stage. He raised his arms. “The blood moon rises tonight, and with her blood we will reign supreme.” He lifts an ornate goblet. The hall erupts in cheers. My anger boils over.

I grabbed her neck, and everyone began to scream. "Reina! Put her down, right now!" Margaret ordered. But even she could not come close. I turned to Margaret, then I smirked. > Okay. It was Moon's voice that came out when I opened my mouth. > I'll let her down. And then, a loud bang that shook me, forcing my control to sit back in place. Moon went back inside, and I could feel her joy. > Blood. This time, she was excited as she spoke, and when I slowly raised my gaze, I met with the sight of Macie on the kitchen floor, in a pool of her own blood. A pool that seemed to be increasing.

The nightgown she’s wearing is soaked with dark red blood. Tears prick the corner of my eyes as my knees give up. I fall to the floor just beside my mother and wrap my arms around the wailing woman as I try to comprehend what my eyes are seeing. — The Luna’s temple is crowded that day. I’ve never seen the entirety of the two packs gathered in one place ever. But the Blood Moon pack has arrived to pay its respect to the dead, because this time they have a common enemy. Jordan hasn’t left my side ever since we arrived there. He somehow found out about what happened and appeared on my doorstep. My mother and I were too numb to speak but Jordan wasted no time in informing the Silver Crescent pac