Scary Moon Face Novels & Stories

They, themselves, were submerged in surprise. Isn't this the Carly which I ripped off yesterday? She's supposed to have a big, bad scar on her face and neck, where I'd bit her but seeing her, there's not even a sign of a single bite. The next person my eyes went to was the old Luna, I got to catch her gazing at me with evil, sinister eyes. Anxiety built up in my veins, I lingered my gaze away from her and my sister, disappointed. When I returned my gaze back to her, she was still looking. The look had worsened, her eyes were darkened now.

I could barely protect myself if I was in danger. Just as I was about to get up and leave, a strange face suddenly appeared above the rose bushes. It was a gaunt face, with sunken cheeks and gray-rimmed eyes. I was so frightened that I forgot to scream. "Fresh Blood!" Said the man, taking a deep breath in intoxication, then speaking darkly, his fangs glistening in the moonlight.

No one mentioned the part where we’ve got a horde of giant Ogres raining death axes on us like a violent storm. Moon goddess, I don’t want this kind of fate! Welma makes a high jump, swooshing us through the heavy air. We’re darting so high up when my peripheral latches onto something. A pair of extremely large eyes with blood-red pupils is frightening hooking gazes with me in this dreadful pause. A massive face grotesquely crumpled and darkened like charcoal, crinkling black skin that runs up to a bald head, and lengthy thin lips unscrewing to bring- Oh no!

He gives me the creeps, I don't think I can ever recover from what happened at that club. The way we were mistreated and the way some of us were killed like animals, this man is a monster. “Wh–how–what are you doing here?” I finally got my tongue back. He smiled again, sending shivers down my spine. The scar on his face makes him look like joker and its fucking scary. “I want you Malysh.” My heart plummeted to my stomach when he uttered those words. Is he here to kidnap me and sell me off again?

Not because I hadn’t been chosen but because I had believed I would be. I turned to leave, eyes burning. And then, the light shifted. It intensified, becoming so bright I had to shield my face with my hand. The crowd gasped. I turned back toward the moon, and something strange began to form on its surface. An image. Not a blurry figure. Not a flash of color but a face. A wolf, silver-furred with burning violet eyes stared back at me from the moon’s glow. Its eyes weren’t threatening. They were ancient. Knowing.

Tears welled up in his eyes for the first time in years. “What do you have against vampires?” The voice was like liquid ice. Kadeem, Rayburn, and the children all jumped, startled at the colorless face in front of them, razor-sharp fangs gleaming in the moonlight. Rayburn's face creased with fear as he gulped, "M-mother."

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

Too still. Aria’s scream shattered the night. “LYANNA!!!” And that was when the moon above them flickered like it recognized something or someone. The pack gasped. Because Lyanna’s spine shifted again The ground trembled beneath her. Aleron and Ronan growled in terror. Sebastian whispered, voice shaking “What is happening to my daughter?” But no one not Aria, not Caius, not the elders, not the moon had an answer. And as her final bone snapped into place…

Ocean: Yeah, but still it looks different. I replied and he nodded his head. Suddenly, we both heard a loud roar. Moon pushed me behind his tall figure. His fangs grew bigger and his eyes glowed bright red. Exactly like the man in my nightmares. But he was different. Not like my Moon. My Moon was sweet and caring and very protective. Not an ass hole like the one I had seen in my nightmares for years.

A powerful scream that I could barely recognize my own voice because of that. And when I fell on the tiled floor I saw Lisa, dead. The whole place was silent, the light was out throughout Midnight. Right before the moon turns back to its original color, I saw my reflection on the broken glass, near my feet. Long white hair, red eyes, fangs, root-ink visible veins. And my forehead ... It has a Zirconia moon's mark, which is shining. My tears started to flow. The moon is back to normal. I just knelt down in front of Acheron and cried hugging his body again. That's when someone appeared and it was Aunt Laura.