New Moon The Graphic Novel Vol 2 Novels & Stories

They’d talked through everything—everything The night of the Blood Moon Festival had been chaos cloaked in celebration. Colton remembered drinking from the chalice like everyone else had, and then the next thing he knew they had found each other but his stomach felt like it was turning in on itself. He hadn’t known someone had tampered with them. He’d felt off almost immediately—his senses dulled, thoughts clouded, and then… nothing. Just flashes. Trees. Stars. Her body. Her scent. Heat and hunger. And then darkness.

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: Ronan Montague _*]:min-w-0"> The new moon was in three days. _*]:min-w-0"> I stared at the lunar calendar on my phone, calculating risk versus reward for maybe the hundredth time this week. Three days until the sky went dark and our scents would be weakest. Three days until Juliana and I could complete the mating bond without every supernatural creature within fifty miles sensing it. _*]:min-w-0">

One day, it would burn everything. *** At eighteen, Kaelan was summoned to a sealed chamber at the heart of Nightbane’s stronghold. The corridor leading to it was long, guarded by armed soldiers. The black stone walls were covered with ancient carvings glowing faintly whenever the moon reached its peak. Kaelan stepped inside. The air was thick, laced with sulfur and aged incense. At the center of the chamber stood a massive canvas, taller than any man. The Moon Painting. It wasn’t just art. Silver light pulsed from its surface, like breath. The paint shimmered, alive. A wolf with golden eyes stared outward, piercing through anyone who dared stand before it. Kaelan felt as if his entire soul

“The terrifying divine infant of doom, then.” Kilian snorted. “Lyra.” “What? We’re all thinking it.” Nova shook her head, but her lips twitched despite everything. The humor faded when Lyra spread the scroll across the table. It showed a moon split into two halves: one silver, one blackened like scorched stone. Between them, a child figure stood, surrounded by curling tendrils of shadow and light intertwining like serpents. Beneath the illustration was an inscription written in old tongue.

The first line snagged my breath: “Where the Lock bleeds and the Keyhole binds, the Door will open. And beyond it waits the Nameless Moon.” My throat tightened. I read on, entranced. “The Nameless Moon is not a god. It is not a beast. It is what remains after the First Wolf devoured the sky and choked on the stars. It is hunger, memory, madness. And it does not knock. It waits.” --- Ronan I hovered behind her, my hand resting on her back, anchoring her as her breath quickened with danger. “This is what Mason wants to resurrect,” I spoke in a hushed tone.

"But if they've been watching the covenant for this long, they're almost certainly watching us too, right now, closely enough to know when to remove pages from a locked archive before we ever—" The final word never came. It was cut off entirely by a sound rising from the ledger itself, soft, almost like a page turning on its own. Everyone in the room went still at once, the way a herd goes still when it senses something in the trees before anyone's actually seen it move. Akira looked down. The book was open exactly where she'd left it. Except it wasn't anymore. A page that had been blank moments ago now carried a line of dark ink across its center, the letters still wet enough to catch the c

My Alpha mate, Kane, finally reached out through the mind-link after three days of me not showing up at his door to make a scene. His voice cut into my head, carrying a rare trace of satisfaction. "Looks like you finally understand that the rules of the Blackwood Pack aren't just for show. Since you've learned your lesson, I'll give you the pass to the healing springs. And stop making a fuss over every little thing where Selena's concerned." I didn't answer. Just looked down at the bloodstains still dried between my thighs. Kane probably thought I'd finally learned to obey. Learned to bow my head to him and Selena. No one believed that I, as Luna, had to apply to Beta Selena just to use the

Excitement was evident in their eyes; they looked thrilled. We stepped outside, and everywhere was almost dry. “Alpha! What happened? What type of powers is that?” Charles asked through the mind link. I don’t know,” I replied. But that powers were beyond any creatures of the earth it seems like the moon goddess was interfering. And it seems like it was coming out among the werewolves. If that is the case then my people will be in danger with these people around. I stood on my track, my face unreadable, my shoulder squared as if nothing had changed.

“That is fair… for now. If you wish to talk, you need only reach out.” I nodded, and we returned to Apollo as the rest of the team arrived. Artemis, Gilgamesh, Armageddon, Apollo, Dune, and I were it. Armageddon led us into the school and through the halls until we reached the library. I shuddered. My heart sank as I looked up. I frowned, noticing the large crack that had gone through the New Moon panel was gone. Now, there were sparkling stars and shooting stars. The blue moon was still with the full moon, but the panel of the red moon had changed. The moon was still blood red, but the forest beneath it had withered and turned into a barren wasteland.

Kael replied. “Helpful explanation.” He gave her a small smile. “They tell the story of the Twenty Moons.” Luna ran her fingers across one of the glowing carvings. The moment she touched it, a powerful wave of energy rushed through her. Her vision exploded with light. Suddenly she wasn’t standing in the stone circle anymore. She was somewhere else. A massive sky stretched above her. Twenty enormous moons filled the darkness, glowing in different colors—silver, blue, violet, gold.