Moonlit Black Cats Novels & Stories

Lena asked, flustered. “You. . .” he pointed tauntingly at her. “Worried about me?” His annoying laugh continued. “Of course I am, Jude. You're my mate,” she sneered. “And I'm yours too, whether you like it or not.” “Alright Lena, calm down. Because Selene directed me to you doesn't automatically mean I'm your damn mate.” Lena's eyes widened. “Yes. Yes, it does. That's literally what it means. That's exactly what happens when you're directed by the moon goddess to a female werewolf.”

The Full Moon tonight looked brighter than I had ever seen before. Standing under the moonlight, I spread out my hands, receiving the warmth and rays that made me feel stronger. The Children of the Moon, people once said about werewolves. Ever since the Dark Ages happened, werewolves adjusted their lifestyles, including everything about transforming and not calling themselves 'Lycans' anymore. When I was enjoying the moonlight, a blood-curling scream was heard from the dark woods behind me. I was frozen for a second, realizing that it was my mother’s voice, screaming for help.

I need answers. I shove past Benny, ignoring his raised eyebrow, and head for the exit. The hallway’s fluorescent lights hum, the concrete walls closing in. Leera’s scent lingers, pulling me back like a tether. My boots echo as I stride toward the arena’s side door, the cold Ohio night biting through my jacket. The moon hangs low, nearly full, its light slicing through the trees. It’s mocking me, the Moon Goddess’s gift turned curse. Imogen was my mate. My only mate. So why does Leera’s scent hit me like a blade?

he called to Celeste, who let out a shuddering breath as she felt a tangle of buzz in her veins. The sky had darkened, and although the sun had just set, there was no light in sight; even the moon had turned a grave black. Signaling the start of the black eclipse. Back in the Crossvale pack, the dark eclipse meant non-shifters were hidden underground not to be affected by the moon’s call since all wolves were meant to shift at twenty years. But now, at the peak of a hill and so close to the moon, she could feel that pain flush through her, buzzing with a spark that left a painful punch to her gut.

They placed their bleeding hands on top of the basin of water and chanted; "We, the Sentinels of the moon Called out for thee Make a way for us to see Show our Priestess where she is For us to hold her so dear From the east to the west To the north to south Hear our plea!" A white shining light came across the basin, it is as if almost blinding. Orbs of light surrounds them, yet it disappeared quickly.

Eclipse of the Werewolves However, even as the lycans basked in Selene's favor, there existed another group yearning for her attention – the humans. Among them was a man named Black, a humble warrior who sought the Moon Goddess's aid in vanquishing his enemies. Night after night, Black gazed up at the moon, beseeching Selene to lend him the strength to triumph over his foes.

No longer silver. Black. Pitch black. The Moon had turned its back.

Kitty looked at her feet when she spoke. Mitch was about to answer her when the power went out. It was getting dark. The moon was coming out. “Now I'm definitely staying.” Kitty didn't say a word because she was a little scared of the dark. Kitty bumped into every piece of furniture as she searched for the match to light the lamp. As for Mitch, he could see clearly, being a werewolf and all.

Cato woke us before the first gray light touched the river. He had not slept. The lamp remained dark, but I could hear him moving quietly near the barred entrance, listening. Outside, the night sounds had changed. The ordinary calls of insects were gone. In their place came the occasional snap of a branch under a careful boot and the low murmur of voices that never stayed in one place long enough to pinpoint. “They’re sweeping the bank in overlapping pairs,” Cato whispered. “Standard Bloodmoon pattern when they know the prey is close but not exactly where. We move now or we wait until they tighten the circle and force us into the open.”

"Get a small team of your fastest people together. We need to find those girls before it's too late." --- The cloud cover had been blown away by the wintry winds exposing the inky black night skies. Stars were scattered through blackness, Sparkling like diamonds on a bed of black velvet. But it was the moon that dominated the sky, her silvery light bathing the frozen wilderness until it looked like a black and white photo was as beautiful as it was haunting.