Roy Spooky Month Novels & Stories

The two girls chorused in unison and Riya rolled her eyes as she realized that she had been defeated. “That does not make any sense at all, would it not just be better to just run around the streets and howl at the moon like true Lycanthropy believers?” Riya said sarcastically and sat on the couch beside Issa. “Since traditionally Werewolves turn at the sighting of a full moon, and we can’t do that so we are simply paying homage to them by doing a werewolf and Lycan movie marathon. You don’t have to watch it if you don’t want to and if you are in the mood to howl at the moon you should definitely have at it.” Sheila answered cheekily and joined them on the couch.

Another sigh escaped Scarlett's mouth. "We shouldn't worry about him just now, though. We need to be worried about you." Scarlett looked at Avery who spoke. Avery gave her a look. "Or have you forgotten?" "What is she talking about?" She asked Cornelia. "The full moon, Scarlett. How did you manage to forget? This is the final day of the current month's full moon. The day where things become brutal. You start to feel the impulse to kill or to flee, only to come back the next day. Naked."

He tells me as he kisses my temple. “Did Rose and that pup get hurt?” I ask. “No, you saved them, baby.” He says, and I nod my head. “Good,” I say and relax. “Rest, baby. I want you to be better so you can have the best birthday ever.” He says, and I smile. “I will be fine. And I want to celebrate with you, Rose, and my family that day.” I tell him. And I feel him freeze a little. “Baby, I am afraid that’s not possible. Your birthday falls on the night of the blood moon. The entire pack will celebrate the moon that night with a big party.” He tells me, and I feel shocked.

It was just an interest. ‘The moon will be turning red soon.’ Asphalt’s voice came in my head and I hummed. I looked up at the sky, the white clouds draping the moon, under the black veil of the night. Only a few minutes were left before it was our birthday. Asphalt and mine. I wasn’t born this day biologically, but I was saved and Asphalt had taken his place inside me. Hence, our birthday. Which was also called the Blood Moon for the wolves while humans called it Halloween. I had seen pumpkins carved into faces on the streets already. Humans were so fragile and ludicrous. They were scared of ghosts, when there were more scarier things roaming around their bare eyes.

He grunted in greeting, a heavy shadow on his face. Joe wasn’t exactly a talkative type. I was glad for his sullen silence as I settled in my chair. All the Alphas were on edge. Not only was this full moon the Wolf Moon, but we were about to come into a rare lunar eclipse. The timing was an ill omen, made all the more ill by the strange things that had been happening in the woods. The spirits of the earth and trees were restless. The scent of magic was increasing throughout the town, and there had already been several incidents where strange shadows seemed to have tried to abduct children.

'Then this is my own kid' Mr Juan replied. Your dad had to stay with Mr Juan in case the police calls about the kids. So the end. What do you mean the end? One of Kate friends asked and he replied, that all. When it was around 8p.m I went out to face my fear for I knew the night was another full moon and those Black Cults would come again. I waited for several minutes till it was exactly 9p.m. Others were inside, the Voodoo man has gone so only I was outside. I brought out the Black cults book to read again and suddenly, I saw yellowish light coming from the middle of the book.

It’s just that Ciara wasn’t too comfortable seeing Godrick, who didn’t like wearing T-shirts, like now. “The Silver Blood Moon event is an annual event, where single werewolves from several territories gather in one place to feast together. And when the clock strikes twelve, and the moon is shining full in the sky, they will find their soul mate.” Ciara imagined it. Party. Sounds like fun. “When did the event take place?” she asked. “One more week. In the Moon Ashes territory.” This time, Maila answered. “Then all of you will come?” asked Ciara, looking expectantly at them all.

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.

Ramon’s voice broke through the haze. She turned to find him standing in the doorway, his dark eyes filled with concern. Even as a vampire lord, Ramon’s presence always exuded calm authority, but tonight, there was something raw in his gaze. “The moon,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s... different.” Ramon stepped closer, his hands brushing her shoulders gently. “It’s the Bloodmoon,” he said. “A rare celestial event tied to ancient magic. But this...” His eyes flicked back to the moon, narrowing. “This feels different. Stronger.”