Moonblood Actress Novels & Stories

Her memory. I snatched the vial and, without hesitation, drained the blood in one gulp. Instantly, my world turned upside down. I was forced to relive the agonizing night of the blood moon through her eyes. The moon hung high and blood-red. A young woman, covered in blood, knelt in the snow. It was Isolde. She was barely a century old, her face still holding the softness of youth. In her arms, she held a dying vampire.

"My Lady." "And this must be our precious Liora." The woman turned those blood-red eyes on my brothers' mate, and I felt the temperature drop another ten degrees. "The vessel I've been preparing for so long." "Who are you?" Liora whispered, her voice barely audible. The woman's smile widened, revealing rows of perfect, deadly teeth. "I am the Blood Moon Goddess, child. And it's time we had a proper conversation."

He coughed and cleaned his eyes with every word that he uttered. “We are all good.” The crowd said in unison and i felt Viana’s hand slip away from mine. She took up the wine glass and brought it to her lips. “So the bloodmoon has sent me a message for Alpha Bladen, and his Luna Viana.” Viana spat out her drink on the floor and i swallowed down a hard lump in my throat. Why would the blood moon have a message for me. “Please get up while i relay the message you two”

A blood moon. A vision, a whisper, a promise. She saw herself, standing on the edge of a cliff, her hair ruffled by the wind. A crown of thorns upon her head, and bloodied hands. She was a queen. And she was a killer. You are a weapon, Rhea Mooncrest," echoed the voice of the Moon Goddess within her mind, a harmony of power and wise elder. "You are the blade that will sever the bonds of old. You shall need to walk with darkness to find the light. The blood moon is ascending for you. Choose your path. And then, choose your kill.".

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."

"They've been breached." Before I could respond, a flash of silver light exploded through my mind. A vision. A woman stood beneath a blood-red moon, her hair white as fresh snow, silver markings glowing across her skin. Thousands of wolves surrounded her, some bowed, others attacked. Fire consumed the horizon, mountains crumbled, kingdoms fell, and above them all a voice echoed through the darkness. “When the Moon's Daughter awakens, the forgotten bloodline shall rise. The Alpha shall kneel, the kingdoms shall burn, and death shall walk beside the bond.”

The path to Raven's trust was labyrinthine, but with every step, with every stolen glance and unspoken word, they were drawing closer. The world was cloaked in a cocoon of stillness as night's embrace stretched across the vast expanse. The moon, in all its silvery splendor, cast a luminescent glow that transformed the terrain into a realm of magic and mystery. The gentle shimmer of the moonlight was like an artist's brush, painting the scene with ethereal strokes, making everything it touched seem both real and dreamlike.

During his bloodmoon birth, one that came about naturally, I gave birth in the heart of Mount Hood with the pack, clan, and Isak’s family all there to protect us. That was twice these fanatics ended up with metaphoric egg on their face, thinking I would birth this famed bloodmoon angel. They did try earnestly during my third pregnancy but were cut down at every turn. And while Isak and I did welcome our baby girl Miyoko Suzu Kinsley under the bloodmoon on May 26th, three years after Graeme, we don’t know and frankly don’t fucking care if the prophecy is about her. We have three great kids, and with Miyoko, our family became complete.