New Moon Graphic Novel Volume 2 Novels & Stories

Walking up to my side, he kept a polite distance as 'engaged couples' would. He clearly heard my whisper but was trying to appear unconcerned. I turned slightly, smiling faintly, shyly and hopefully as the future queen would. "Just thinking about the prayer to the Moon Goddess in three days." That was the truth. New moons were the moment when the Moon Goddess' power would wane, and it would be most suited for a grand farewell and a quiet escape. Daniel chuckled in turn, turning away and looking up to the distant skies. "The Moon Goddess will protect you, Susan."

Because who turns down the opportunity to grow in strength and size? So within 48 hours, under a new alpha and luna, the Black Mist was in an alliance with the Ventrel Coven, the Blue Stone Pack, and the Galanis Coven. Holy shit. We did pretty good, if I do say so myself. Another thing that wasn’t to be expected was how easily everyone seemed to handle all this news.

“I don’t know what, or how to explain it, but something isn’t right. My friends think it’s cool, but now I don’t know.” “What?” Brenda said looking at her confused. “At night during when the moon is almost or when it’s full things happen. Why?” she snapped. “You mean animal stuff?” “I don’t know, I just know I have powers from the full moon especially.” “Don’t tell anyone, especially Ryan.” “Don’t tell me what?” Ryan said looking at Brenda and then Abby. “Abby what is going on here? I come in and you two are talking about something, and the first thing is don’t tell Ryan. Are you pregnant?”

He hated when his father was right. “Well, everything went in that book. How to kill vampires, werewolves, the fae, sirens, shapeshifters, skinwalkers, Wendigo’s, demons, you name it. If we had encountered it, it would have been in the book. We had the original copy, and they wrote copies of what we had written through the night. We gathered some pretty cool information.” “Like what?” Liam asked, intrigued.

Nueva couldn't understand the language; it looked complicated and old, but the hand-drawn pictures drew her in. The pictures were of werewolves. The first couple of pages had drawings of two large wolf's, one black and one red. She could make out the names Saul and Thiago's amongst the foreign written words. After a few pages, the black wolf lay bloodied on the ground next to a smaller grey wolf. A small pup was sitting next to the lifeless bodies— Painted in the background was a red wolf in blurry faint lines. It was almost like the red wolf was disappearing into a dense fog. Even if she didn't understand the words, the pictures told the sad story, and Nueva sniffled as she looked at the sm

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

His words were derided by Abe who knew what he was really after - to brag about his momentous victory whenever there was a full moon. Abe laughed inwardly at the cub's stupidity. The last wolf standing would be Abe, of course. ****** [Dove] It was in the dead of the night when Cole returned to the mansion. I was in my bedroom, standing at the window, staring up at the moon, praying. I know that I shouldn't because I'm the Luna of a new pack now, one that has stopped believing in the Moon Goddess. But when I saw the strong white glow in my room, I couldn't resist its assuring warmth. I went over to feel its grace.

He turns on his heel and disappears into the trees, Cassandra following him with a last disparaging look over her shoulder. No good deed goes unpunished, I guess. “Are you all right?” I ask, biting the inside of my lip. I know it’s a ridiculous question, but I’ve been holding back from asking it all evening, and by now I can’t resist any longer. Atlas heaves a sigh, leaning back and craning his neck to look up at the night sky. Overhead, the moon is full, lighting the whole world up with an eerie glow. We’ve made camp in a clearing about half a mile away from the rest of the Blood Moon Pack; it’s as close as we can comfortably get without bringing on more of their wrath. I wasn’t exactly exp

Her writing. He sat slowly, fingers tracing the first page. Her script was sharp, firm. There were drawings too—symbols, eyes, moons, and roots. But one page was marked more than the rest—creased at the corners, ink slightly smudged. > “The Moon spoke to me tonight. > The girl has not yet arrived, but she will. > Flame-haired, angry at the world, carrying a storm inside her. > And with her, the boy-child. The one who will shift everything.

Clouds drifted lazily across the sky, occasionally veiling the moon's radiance until it was completely out, shining bright from the sky where it was. Nova watched as it unfolded. It was the least she could do from the cage she was in under the moon. She had seen a full moon before, but something in her told her that this one was different. Drifting from her thoughts, she recalled that it was supposed to be her birthday. It was the day she would turn Eighteen. An adult. But here she was in a cage. She had no friends to celebrate it with,but on other days,she mixed drinks and took them in the dark of her room till she was high on them.