Red Moon Party Novels & Stories

But something in his expression tightened—something complicated, like recognition he wasn’t ready to admit out loud. “Again tomorrow,” he said. “Earlier. The forest shifts with the moon.” “When is the moon… bad?” He didn’t hesitate. “When Darius watches.” “And when is it good?” He looked at me. Something warm flickered between us. “When you don’t run from it.” I swallowed. “Okay,” I whispered. He stepped back. “Go home,” he said. “Rest. Eat. You’ll feel things more sharply tonight.” “That’s comforting.” “You’ll survive it.”

Hours before the red moon rose… her parents knew. --- Mark Moon stood by the window, hands in his pockets, watching the clouds roll in. Rain tapped gently against the glass, but his focus wasn’t on the weather. He had seen this sky before—years ago, when he was still a soldier in the Eastern Reaches. Back then, the color of the clouds had warned of war. Now, it meant something worse. Behind him, Evelyn sat on the couch, a heavy leather box on her lap. Her fingers hovered over the brass clasp. She hadn’t opened it in seventeen years. Not since the day they found the girl.

Would he show his figure? Would people be aware of his existence? Would the secrets and crimes that he had committed be unraveled? That person, can she melt the cold heart? Which would he choose? Hatred and vengeful past or love and their future? This red thread, still remembering their souls to each other.

I found a light blue sundress and get dressed. We make our way back to the gathering, everyone's eyes are instantly on us. We both smile and the pack erupts into cheers and howls. Sam takes me back to the stage to address our pack. "I present your Luna, mated for life to me." he said full of pride. I blush at his words. "Full Moon will prosper now that we have mated. To Full Moon!" I proclaim, reaching for Sam. I wrap my arms around him, stand on my tiptoes, and give him a quick kiss.

In fact it made her even more sad. She heard one of the ladies whispering to Ryder and telling him that she would be alright and he would have his sister bacck soon. To just be patient. She was grieving just as he was, but that everyone greived in a different way. She continued to gaze at the night sky and sighed. Then she noticed it, suddenly her eyes widened. Blood on the moon!

Year 1863 Kay leaned against the wall watching the crowd. He purposely hid himself in a corner of the hall. No wonder Harry told him to cover his face. It turned out that the mayor was holding a masquerade banquet for the nobles, politicians and dignitaries there. Kay wasn't interested in these things. For him, there was something more important than just getting together in such an obscure way. Kay was not a party fan. He was forced to give up his intention of leaving there and returned to the hospital. Kay would just come back thinking the same thing. He placed the glass in his hand on a nearby table. He had better join the others too.

When it found it's mark, the dust solidified into a long needle like object and pierced the map. "One down, five to go." Rasmosis spoke normally for his assistance to hear. He continued until he had found everyone's families except his own. "It's ok, I'll just find my own way. Nothing new for my bloodline anyway." he said as he pushed through the crowd inside the house "Ok, members of the Blood Moon pack, follow me. Everyone else get back inside." ciaran's voice boomed over the group loudly making everyone scatter quickly.

Son spoke up, he really didn't expect Sharmaine to be so valuable. Osmund looked at Son and said, "No, a nice person will not intend to take away other people's happiness." "Tonight my castle has a party, you should come." "Werewolves and vampires eat together, what are you thinking?" Osmund laugh. "Just me, you, Selina, Augustus and Sharmaine. You can bring anyone else, I don't care." "The party will take place at a human restaurant." Son laughed. Osmund heard Sharmaine's name, he smiled: "Okay."

*Faraway* A man is sitting inside a dark room, holding a glass with red wine inside. He is looking out through a large bay window, his eyes staring at things beyond the castle wall. Just then, the phone lying on the dark oak table starts vibrating and the screen keeps flashing. The man slowly turns around, revealing his face, half of which is rotten like that of a decayed corpse.

Cas’ P.O.V. The blood moon party was in high gear with willing blood donors, alcohol, and loud music. There were many people grinding against each other and a select few just outright fucking on the side of the dance floor. The blood moon had us all feeling high and powerful. I thankfully was able to keep most of my sense about me, thanks to my human side.