Since The Red Moon Appeared Novels & Stories

The Moon Will Bleed Nicholas’s POV The moon turned red. Not the soft rust of an eclipse. But blood red—ominous and burning, as if the sky itself was weeping for what was to come. We all saw it. Wolves howled and then harkened frozen in mid-howl, they seeming to hear in the skies a knell of death. Witches left their incantations halfway through and spells stagnated in the air as though fire burned at the border of extinction. Earth itself took breath.

The room fell into silence as I opened page after page of the file before me. “So you are telling me that this was not the first time these creatures made their first appearance on our territory.” “Yes, brother. From my investigation, one of them appeared in our territory twenty years ago on the night of the red blood moon.”

She cried. “I know.” He reached out for her hands and brought them into his lips. “Believe me, I know. I was just worried.” He heaved a deep sigh. “But I do believe it was about time to talk to your uncle, especially now.” Lina arched her brows at Eon. “What do you mean?” “The red moon is approaching.” “Red moon?” “It is an important event. It is known that young wolves who first shifted under the red moon were blessed by the Moon Goddess, Selene.”

"As the red moon sets, we carry this connection with us into the future. May it guide us through all that we face, and may it keep us strong and united as one. Thank you, and may the red moon watch over us all" Everyone erupts in cheers and kisses their mates by their sides. I wonder what's going on, why is everyone so excited about the red moon festival. Just when I was still deep in thoughts, the clock chimed 12:00 and the moon which was glowing outside suddenly turned red. A blood moon? I was still trying to eavesdrop on the couple's conversation beside me when suddenly I felt a sharp pain shot through my abdomen causing me to gasp loudly. The couple turned to me and asked if anything was

Why do these men always make me cry? I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but when I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside. I scanned my surroundings and saw that the moon was up—so, this was the blood moon. I walked toward the window, put my hands on the sill, and observed the dense forest. I tilted my head and narrowed my eyes to look at how different a blood moon can be from a regular full moon. Aside from its slightly brownish-red color, I don’t see anything unusual in appearance, but it is said to be a harbinger of bad luck in a spiritual sense. Suddenly, I felt guilty. While I was trying to escape captivity, they might be facing Balthazar’s wrath.

The candlelights were blown away by the strong wind and everyone around us moved to the corners of the room, creating a distance from us. Only Kieran was standing beside me, our pup now giggling in his arms. Every corner of the hall darkened as though the night sky itself had pressed inside the walls. Then a faint red light waved through the room and two luminous moons appeared in the air, glowing with silver radiance. Glancing at the sky, I saw the two moons now reflecting each other, both burning brightly over my head. The Double Moons phenomenon! Cries of awe filled the chamber as most of them fell to their knees, asking for forgiveness. Some of them kept their eyes covered as they couldn

She replied in defeat and laid her head in his lap, closing her eyes. Ciaran's throat began to burn as the pinks and oranges faded to be replaced with the blue black of night. He knew his eyes were red as well, as they started burning. Something was different about the pull of this night. He could feel the moon begin to rise. As his eyes found the usual white orb in the sky, his body froze. The moon bathed the land in a red hue as it was the night of a blood moon. "Rebecca." He spoke through the mind link, but she did not stir.

Lanterns flickered to life, casting uneasy shadows on stone walls. The gates to the pack house groaned as they were shut and sealed. No one in, and no one out. I stood by the window as the world changed. The earth itself seemed to darken, soil and stone reflecting a strange crimson glow. When the moon finally rose, it was no longer silver or gentle. It was red, fiery, swollen, watching us like an open eye. The blood moon. My hand tightened around the window frame. “Luna Lena,” Aria said softly behind me. “Come. Let’s bathe you.”

Elara’s POV The moon shouldn’t have been red yet. That was the first thing that felt wrong. I stood at the edge of the eastern balcony, stone cold beneath my bare feet, watching the night sky as if it might blink and correct itself. The Blood Moon was still three nights away, every chart, every prophecy, every stitched scrap of celestial record agreed on that point. And yet a faint rusting glow had begun to leach into the lunar edge, like a bruise forming under pale skin.

“What can’t be tonight?” Aurora turned slowly to face them and her expression was grave. “Look outside,” she said quietly. Everyone turned toward the shattered windows. The moon was rising over the tree line and it was massive, easily three times its normal size, and it was red. Someone moved to the window and everyone heard Jessica’s sharp intake of breath. Blood red, the color of fresh blood. “Blood moon,” Jessica breathed, and her voice was shaking. “It’s a blood moon.” “Oh no,” Jessica whispered. “Oh no no no, this is bad, this is really bad—”