Novel & Cerita Red Moon： Rising From The Ashes

Outside, somewhere beyond the Rift, the first faint tremor of the Blood Moon stirred and its light beginning to rise, red and ancient, over a world that had no idea what was coming. And I, the Star reborn, would have to face it and bound by fire, by love, by destiny. But not alone. Never alone.

Once he was done, Asher sighed deeply, feeling an excitement boil in his chest, as he couldn't wait to welcome his son home. Asher's eyes looked out the nursery's window. The sun had begun setting in the west, and in the east, the full, grey moon began rising above the clouds. Standing at the second story of his mansion, Asher could see over the pine trees of the forest that bordered the east end of his pack grounds. He approached the window and looked out onto the world before him. Birds could be heard singing their last tunes for the day. Asher looked down on the village area below him. The children were being called in by their mothers as the evening began settling its dark shade in the s

GRACE'S POV APRIL 12th, 2013 There was a sound. It came first as a distant ringing, sharp and persistent, like something fighting to pull me back from wherever I had fallen. It cut through the quiet darkness, growing louder, closer, more insistent. “Grace?” “Grace!”

My voice was hoarse, broken, but filled with a promise that came from the depths of hell itself. "I SWEAR BY MY LIFE, BY THE SOULS OF MY CHILDREN, AND BY THE BLOOD OF THE GODDESSES! ONE DAY, I WILL RETURN! I WILL COME BACK FROM THE DEPTHS OF WHATEVER HELL YOU SEND ME TO! AND WHEN I DO... I WILL NOT LEAVE A SINGLE THING STANDING! I WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE! I WILL MAKE YOU BEG FOR DEATH, BUT I WILL NOT GIVE IT TO YOU! YOU WILL REGRET THIS DAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR MISERABLE EXISTENCE!" My eyes, usually a soft brown, began to change. The irises turned darker, shifting into a deep, ominous blood-red color, glowing faintly in the night.

"Mr. Randall, Corbin just made a mistake. Please, let him off this once." The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Senna Harlow on her knees outside the Thornwell Group building. She had always been proud to a fault, yet here she was, willing to throw away her dignity for Corbin Pryce.

Rome stepped out of the shadows once he was certain they were alone. There she was, standing by the fountain, her gown flowing around her, the moonlight casting a silver hue around her dark hair and making her skin glow in a soft light. She had spoken as if she were ordinary, perhaps even ugly, but even with the mask on her face, he could tell that Ella was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

The air begins to spin around me, taking on a red color. The hybrids are white and the tattoo I’ve been hiding all this time is finally released. “I will not let you win Frank! May in the night of darkness, the powerful evil of the red moon awakens... Final Moon!” …………. ( Don't worry Vlad will come back again.) I know you want me dead on this ending ...but I wrote even more in this chapter. But don’t worry the first part with complete with more chapters and then the story will begin will with part two.

Something silver, no doubt. Before Kaynon reached the enemy, he heard the last doors click open and the air seemed to be sucked out of the cramped space. Everyone stopped immediately to turn towards the end of the prison cells. Two small children stood, hand in hand, at the wall with a shimmer of blue and red glittering smoke rising up from around their clasped palms. Cilyna's children were glowing with their power as they gave a war cry, luminous eyes on their targets on the other side of Kaynon that were blocking their exit. When they released each other's hand and clapped their own together the power that they were building together shot out and hit the vampires and hunters at the exit, d

Suddenly, the light in the abyss began flickering. Andrew sensed something and immediately spun around. Nyx turned as well. They saw a figure clad entirely in black battle armor, bathed in radiance, slowly rising from the abyss. Nyx gasped, "It's Arya!" Andrew was also deeply shocked. The current Arya was completely different from the one he knew. The difference was night and day. However, what made Andrew and Nyx even more alarmed came next. A towering pillar of blood-red light followed Arya, rising from the abyss. This blood-red light was immensely vast, shooting straight into the sky.

Daniel breathed against his lips. Liar, Rigel thought. But he kissed him back anyway. The Blood-Red Moon At some point, exhaustion finally won. Their bodies remained tangled together, their breaths syncing, their heartbeats slow and steady. The world outside felt distant, almost unreal. And then— The sky shifted. Far beyond the bedroom walls, the moon rose higher, its silver glow slowly fading into something else. Something unnatural. Red. Deep, blood-red. Like an open wound in the sky.