Night Of The Blood Monster นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“ listen well and listen with your minds open. A night shall come when we would be in darkness for ages. The time lurks near and closer children, and it is no joke," Larkin said, her voice bold in an intimidatingly creepy and fear instilling way, her eyes wide as they stared from the children's faces to faces " a hundred years ago, when your mothers and fathers were but pups, when the bushes told tales to the ones you who listened well, a disastrous event happened. The night called the 'blood night'. It was a night never seen before. A night of total blackness, a night when hell froze over, a night which lasted for many Winters until werewolves couldn't shift and had to starve for many many

The air grew heavier with each passing hour, as though the world itself was bracing for something unnatural. Ever since the gods’ messenger appeared, the countdown had begun—seven days until the Day of the Blood Moon. Seven days to prepare. Seven days to survive. Ava sat beneath the twisted elder tree outside the sanctuary, the bark behind her pulsing faintly as if aware of her presence. The wind was sharp, slicing through the night with whispers. Her fingers traced the mark on her wrist—ever since she mixed her blood with Achi’s, the mark had darkened, a signal that something ancient had awakened.

I already know that she's peppered with them all over her body. "So everyone will obviously know before lunch." I say my hands brushing up her arms. She flinches slightly at the contact. "Give me a good reason not to kill that son of a bitch." It's a growl and she shifts uncomfortably and I sit up so my eyes are level with hers. They're completely green now her wolf retreated for now. "I've got it handled." She says quietly no longer looking in my eyes. "It only happens when he drinks too much but doesn't pass out. I was also late getting home yesterday so-"

“When the sun goes away. The Night Creatures comes out to play” Year 2000 Luna Monica's POV Today I watched the daylight faded in to night. This is the 150th year since the Blood Moon first appeared. This night marks the seventh night where we get blessed by the goddesses. Dark stormy clouds hovered above the sky creating a blanket over the blood moon. The moon is a symbol for us Creatures of the night that the three goddesses are watching over us. Glancing at the clock. The red color of time flared as it indicates 10:46 pm.

Demons, wolves, vampires, and other monsters danced around me, some trying to pull me toward them, but I continued moving. When I finally found the stairs, I carefully walked down them without sloshing my Midnight Moon over the edge of the cup. I glanced down the long, dimly lit hallway and walked toward the third room on my right. Just as I was about to open the door, someone slapped their hand over my mouth and tugged me into the opposite room. I struggled against them, desperate to get out of their hold because I wouldn’t spend my first night in bloodmoon getting raped. That would play right into Dad’s narrative of monsters.

The day seems to be so longer than the previous ones, as a promise, but a façade and a lie from the beginning echo. “Will you promise to always be with me, Aaron?” “Of course! I promise that no matter what I will protect you, JK.” BLOOD, DREAD, DEATH, AND A NIGHTMARE. With the turn bloody night of that supposed to be peaceful hours, and where the magnificent full moon shines its light towards the world. Everything is tainted with blood and scarlet as a screaming howl. “No!” Left with nothing as the family, life, and place he grows up to are slowly turning into ashes. The mansion of the prominent clan where the blood of a holder lies are now being engulfed with flame when in a blink of an eye

All around them was the smell of rot and death and the sharp tang of that impossibly fresh blood. There were two fingers—it looked like an index and middle finger—lying in the dirt right next to each other, like they’d been sliced cleanly away from the hand and dropped in place. There were three silver rings stacked on the middle finger. Over here an ear, over there a jagged piece of bone with a few shreds of skin hanging off it. All pieces of the dead girls that the monster hadn’t bothered with, or neglected in his haste. Like a child that didn’t clean up his room properly, and left bits of his toys behind.

"I told him about the blood moon discovery, and we both laughed at the irony because Adam had named our pack Blood Moon Pack. I told him about combining the sun and moon magic, and he was thrilled about it. I was about to tell him about the plotting bloods when he stood up and ran out of the room. I did not know where he was going. It all happened so fast, and I was shocked. I got up and traced his scent. I followed him to the king's quarters. What I saw was terrifying. There was blood at the entrance with three dead blood enforcers. I was in shock, and I began to shake. I walked into the apartment, and Margret stood in her house robe in shock, stained with blood. It was partly her blood and