Nightmare Moon In The Moon Novels & Stories

The next evening, I went to the Ravenwood night market alone. The downtown street outside the packhouse had been closed for the full-moon fair. Food trucks lined both sides of the road, neon signs glowed in storefront windows, and young wolves gathered around the training square where blue moonfire burned in metal drums. Moonfire was a ceremonial flame made from silver-pine resin and moon oil. It burned bright and beautiful, hot enough to scar if someone got careless, but it wouldn’t kill a wolf the way wolfsbane would. In our pack, an Alpha danced through the moonfire before choosing his Luna. It was old-fashioned, a little reckless, and ridiculously romantic. In my last life, Kyle had lear

"The old wolves call it the Sleeper. A thing that came into these Woods before there were packs, before there were Alphas, before the moon herself ever chose a wolf to bond with. It doesn't wake for just anything." "Then why is it waking now?" Kade stopped, and for one terrible moment Luna thought he wasn't going to answer her at all. Then his pale gold eyes found hers, grim and steady even through his exhaustion. "Because your blood woke up under a blood moon inside its territory," he said. "The Sleeper doesn't answer to packs or kingdoms, Luna. It answers to the moon itself, and the moon just marked you as something worth waking up for." The ground shuddered again, and this time a deep cra

Isabella lay awake long after the house had fallen silent. The only sound was the soft rhythm of rain tapping against the window, a steady beat that matched the relentless pulse in her chest. Darkness wrapped around her like a suffocating cloak, heavier than any noise she could hear. Her mind refused to rest. Every thought seemed to collide with another — a storm of fear, doubt, and something stubbornly fierce that refused to be silenced. She was trapped. Trapped between worlds she didn’t belong to — the cold, dangerous realm of the Moretti family, and the fading shadows of the life she once knew. Neither felt like home anymore.

Bad. Cash and I were the only ones that survived the Nightmare from our family. Mom and Dad were already sick by the time the vampires came to our home to 'save' us. The vamps were only there for me. They had found out about my IQ and wanted my brain to join them. I had insisted that they saved my brother as well. I may have made it a deal breaker.

His words replayed in my mind over and over. "The Morro Tribe believes the full moon is the source of power," he had said. "They pray to the moon when it's full. The freshest raw meat is offered to Lady Nefarious in prayer." Tonight was the full moon. I set my alarm for 3 a.m. and lay in bed. When the alarm rang, I reached out to touch the spot next to me. No one was there.

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

The sky that night was not its usual silver. It was red. A blood moon loomed over the Lunar Pack, casting an eerie glow across the mountains. Shadows danced across burning huts. Screams pierced the air. Smoke curled high into the heavens—as if the stars themselves were mourning. Lyra’s heart pounded in her chest, her arms wrapped tightly around a crying infant—Snow. Her daughter. Her Moon Goddess reborn. “Zane!” she screamed, her voice raw with panic. “They’re coming!”

Beta Bill replied, looking from Tatum to me and back before continuing, “However the only Luna in this room that I am aware of is your mother, Alpha Heir Frankie.” I looked at Frankie and he nodded before addressing the room. “Please allow me to clarify things. This goes no further than this room until after the blood moon. May I present to you the next Luna of the Cold Moon Pack, Nichole Pamela Gaffney. We have chosen that regardless if we are fated to one another by Selene, we will be claiming and marking one another under the blood moon two nights from now.” Tatum shocked the room by standing and kneeling on one knee saying, “My apologies my Luna. I was harassing my best friend's girlfri

How fucking lame is that? ‘The mobile,’ Ares grumbles from the abyss. His reminder brings my attention to the hanging structure above my son’s bed. Walking closer, I gaze at it. It is beautifully crafted. The tent covering the moon is a beautiful navy blue, constellations’ decorate the top, reminding me of the night sky. Underneath sits the triple moon. Upon closer inspection, a key sits in the full moon at the center. Wolves circle the moon, their howling and running figures hanging by fish wire.

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.