Scary Moon Face Novels & Stories

Nyra gasps, her eyes instantly shifting from Terry's bloodied neck to examine my features. But her jaw drops completely open before she can even locate the binding cloth on my brow. "By the Moon Goddess... where is your heavy face-staining pigment? You... wow... is this what your skin actually looks like beneath the charcoal?" A face covered in thick, dark blemishes? Her flawless future Luna was supposed to be a marked, ugly moonborn? All the rumors spreading across the Sparta Moonhaven territory just collapsed into dust! Dilios Moonfang freezes mid-motion, his eyes locking onto my clean, elegant jawline. He looks so completely shell-shocked he almost swallows his chunk of raw chicle-root. "

Skyla thought. As her eyes glued to his face burning with anger went on to analyze further, she thought, "No doubt why the world is so scared of him. Not just his aura or demeanor is intimidating but so is his body? It looks like the Moon Goddess has carved this body with full attention. He looks no less than a God."

He knows. “No, it’s—” “You did. You were calling my name loudly and turning in your sleep.” He turns me to face him. I'm shaking tightly, scared to shit. “What did you see?” he asks, his hot breath brushing my cold face. I stare at his glowing eyes for a moment before exhaling shakily. “Something scary,” I murmur, looking away. He grabs my face to make me look at him. Tears fill my eyes. “I saw a man. He was half turned. There was a bloody full moon too.” I shake my head like I want to get those scary images out of it.

It sounds dramatic but this has been my desire since I was a kid. But according to the God of the Moon, when the daylight comes, the scars on my face will come back. How am I able to deal with the pack during the night only? Will they believe that I am Cassiopeia with these scars? The idea sounded absurd and there’s a higher probability that they will just laugh at me. However, at this moment I’m still overwhelmed with all these events popping out, and grateful because at least, with this face, something will change with me, hoping for a positive one.

So their shock of the unexpected is not less than the villagers who's ideal is to go outside for the chance of showing up their might! Looking up, the man which scars filled the entirety of his face said, “If this is not the horrible glow, I don't know anymore. Sure, this is predicted by those horrible!” This scary-face man is shaken, and the bloody pagoda is do the same, shook that shock every figure surrounding the pagoda. They open their eyes and reveal a vicious glow, they said in unison, “The bloody moon is sacred, that horrible glow will gone in no time. But this is the bloody night! Who dare parasite this night of a bloody escape?”

Valear stepped into the dim light of the moon. The sight of the horrid figure made a silent scream lodge in her throat. It was monstrous, like something out of a horror movie. No, it was worse. Blood red orbs peered at her from ashen flesh. It pained Lucas to see her so terrified, her lip quivering in absolute fear. He could do nothing. Both their lives were at stake. He watched Valear approach her and her beautiful mouth fall open in a silent scream. She managed to gain enough strength to scramble against the wall at the head of the bed, curling her knees under her chin as if somehow it would help her

Arlo asked, glancing at Scarlett, who was also trying to contact Karina but couldn't reach her just like Viggo. Arlo ended his call and massaged his temple, feeling dizzy. "What if Mr. Viggo suddenly turns into a werewolf in front of Miss Karina?" Scarlett mumbled. "That's what I'm afraid of. Miss Karina wouldn't be prepared and could be scared of Mr. Viggo," Arlo replied. "I hope Mr. Viggo realized that there was a super blood moon tonight. He should have felt it before transforming, even though there were no signs that the moon would appear," Arlo continued.

His face had this this ugly scar, marking him as someone not easily forgotten. "When do you plan to attack?" The young man asked, his voice carrying a bit of eagerness. With a devious smile playing on his lips, the scared man leaned toward, his eyes glowing with malicious intent. "During the full moon, " he declared. Confused by his response, the young man furrowed his brows in confusion. "Is there something special about the full moon?" He asked. "Indeed" the scarred man chuckled darkly. "Coming from a reliable source, warewolves tend to be weaker during the full moon. It's a perfect time for us to strike."

She suddenly stops once she is about 2 feet away from us and slowly lifts her head and I swear the scream that leaves Kelly's mouth reaches the entire width of the forest. Lacey's face... One side of her face is that of a little girl, the little girl that we rescued earlier however the other half of her face is that of a monster, her mouth is so wide it reaches her ear and her eye is twice the size of a normal one and looks glazed over like she's possibly blind while she had a scar that runs along the one half of her chin. "What the fuck?" Cal growls out. Lacey looks directly at me then at Kelly and gives her a smile that comes across as more of an evil smirk before she winks then raises her

He walked towards the light switch and glanced at me, “Lights out.” Darkness surrounds us almost immediately. The only light that was pouring inside the room was from the moon. The window was enough to illuminate the both of us, not that it mattered anyway. With out advanced senses, we could see each other just fine, even in the dark. With the moon shining, Yohan looked gentle, not at all scary. It softened his features, made his scar appear like there was no scar at all.