Roy Spooky Month Novels & Stories

"He can mark you anytime, but he's waiting for the Blue Moon." "What's so special about the Blue Moon?" "The Blue Moon happens every three months, and during that time, our werewolf's spirit is closer to the surface," Lacey said. "So maybe there's a reason he wants to do it on that day. Are you secretly a werewolf, and you're hiding it?" They all looked at each other before staring at Xenia. It only made Xenia nervous, and before she could answer, they all laughed. "Hon, we're just kidding," Frieda said. "We know you're as human as they come."

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

It bore the unmistakable mark of the Anti-Lycan Terrorist Group known as the Blood Moon, notorious for their attacks on lycans within werewolf territories. The video was a gruesome montage of violence, their actions narrated by a sinister voice promising more bloodshed and terror. My hands clenched into fists, and I felt a surge of anger and despair. The Blood Moon's message was clear: they had no intention of letting a single lycan live in peace within the Werewolf States.

Kavah says grimly. “Let’s cross that bridge if we come to it…” I say to the group. - - - The next night, Bronson and I celebrate the full moon festival with the East Moonrise Pack. It was April, making it the Pink Moon. Everyone is dressed in pink, and the outdoor theatre is decorated with pink roses. The party pulls Bronson and I in different directions, but we agreed on a plan.

“Venus, I’m scared. Whatever is happening, it’s not good. The pack has been attacked twice. I don’t know why it’s happening but I can tell soon we will be facing a lot more.” I blink. “I know. We have to be prepared for it.” She nods. “But I’m more worried about you. You always put yourself in danger to protect others. You have this really terrible luck where you faced those rogues at such a bad time.” I frown. “Bad time?” “Yeah. You see the Moonlight Hunt happens at this very specific period of time because this period marks a very special occasion. A rare kind of moon.” I raise a brow. “What special kind?”

Emily and I had never celebrated it after our parents' tragic death, this would be my first time and I wished she was here to celebrate it with me. I'd read about the Moon festival and more in the books from Lucian Library. They'd been so helpful and knowledgeable. The Moon festival was to celebrate the Harvest Moon rising. It was one of the powerful moons that appeared not so often. To the wolves, it was to honor the goddess. But it wasn't just the wolves celebrating the moon festival. It was every single supernatural in our world.

I could feel the monster very near. "Ryker Sébastien Esmond. Stop!!" Time stood still, the monster stopped, so did I. "Ryker?? That's Ryker??" "Ryder." The monster growled, "I'm Ryder!!" I turned to Wesley, "How's this Ryker?" "He is the horror story parents say to their children that keeps them awake all night under their bed." "How's that possible??" "Every full moon, Ryker turns to his beast and stays in that form for a week."

“No, it’s not anyone else. You just need to spend time together under the light of the blood moon. You’ll see that I’m right.” “If you say so mom. I doubt I’ll want to be out on the night of the blood moon. Didn’t you say that’s the night they come out?” Corrine didn’t know what they were referring to. The blood moon only came around once every few years. Each time when one would show up her parents always made her and her litter mates stay inside. “what are you talking about?” Jace looked at her then at his mom. “Sorry honey only when you its time for our mating will you know more about the secrets of the blood moon.”

The serenity of the night intrigued Dongyue, who was taking a walk to calm his senses. He had just arrived in this strange island, and what could be the better way to satiate the explorer part of himself by finding his way around? He hadn't expected anyone to be around. It was the sixteenth lunar day of the month, and the eight moons were slightly short of a full moon each. The snowy island was a breathtaking sight even at night. He was amazed by this white wonder, which in the past, he had only managed to see in pictures.

When Emmet answered that his favourite colour was now red, Jasper admitted that his own was now blue. When Emmet had given Halloween as his favourite holiday, explaining to Jasper that it was when people placed decorations of pumpkins and bats outside their homes and give costumed children sweets when they approach and that it was a celebration of death and all the spooky things in the shadows, the spirits of people long dead finally returning to their families, and the oncoming harshness of winter.