Since The Red Moon Appeared Novels & Stories

Not like a storm. Not like clouds. But like smoke… burning red. Kellan burst through the door, breathless. “It’s happening,” he said. “What is?” Ember asked. “The Blood Moon.” Ember blinked. “That’s impossible. It isn’t due for another four months.” “I know,” Kellan said. “But it’s here.” They rushed outside. And there it was … a blood-colored moon rising before evening had even begun. Too large, too bright, casting an eerie crimson glow across the pack grounds.

The red star seemed to be drawing in more and more of the stars and it managed to draw in all the stars including the red and green star. The whole house became starless and suddenly the moon began to crack open, the reddish smoke that once covered it slowly disappeared, and then the moon began to shine bright, way too bright that it blinded me for a few seconds and suddenly a huge force came out of the moon destroying the red star along with it. Rona slowly closed her hand and it all faded away.

he mumbled. "What did you say?" Leonard ignored him and walked to the window instead. He moved the curtain aside, staring at the sky. "Isn't that the red moon?" Valerie pointed. "The red moon doesn't come out until the middle of the year. Why is it out now? That's strange." Valerie was behind Leonard. As she spoke, he could feel her breath. Leonard moved away. "Is there a problem?" Valerie asked. Leonard groaned slightly. "Can't you stay away from me?"

The night had descended upon them like a cloak of shadows, the moon hanging high in the sky, blood-red and foreboding. The Bloodmoon. It was said that when the moon turned such a color, destinies were sealed and fates were rewritten. For Seraphina Vale, the night was an omen one she had no choice but to face.

She did not want to alert Judy that she was here. As the smell got closer, Ella hid behind a tree. There were also others coming. She could not tell who it was, so she crept a little closer to the gathering. "Tomorrow is the blood red moon!" She heard someone saying," one sacrifice can make all you problems disappear or your dreams come true." "Blood moon?" Ella thought this sounded familiar. She had heard this before. "I am not upset with you Judy. Don't cry. " A hand wiped the gargoyle's face. " It is not your fault."

That night, for the first time in many years, a blood moon appeared in the sky. A red hue falls over the lands as if a scarlet blanket has covered all. The snow reflects the red shade, twinkling like rubies. Leo is staring at the sky, feeling apprehensive. He is not sure what is going to happen but the appearance of the full moon all of a sudden is making him anxious. Is Dmitri going to turn? What will happen if he does? “Leo…”

The woman said and added Arabic at the end. Just then, everywhere had a colorful red glow and the moon bled red. The people shouted in reverence and happiness.

His image started fading and I stepped forward and reached for him but my hand passed through his shoulder like he was smoke. He looked at me one last time. “You must be strong enough to hold what is coming.” Then he vanished completely. Everything went black and I gasped and woke up with a sharp breath. My heart was racing so fast I thought it would jump out of my chest I sat up quickly. The room felt cold even though the fire burned softly in the corner. I looked toward the window and my breath caught in my throat. The moon outside was glowing a strange blood red. I stared at it for a long moment because I had never seen anything like that in my life. Not even in the oldest stories. A red

It was as if a witch was casting her magical spell on the world, beautiful and haunting at the same time. Red Moon? I've never seen the Red Moon but have heard from elders that on this night the Moon turns red. It's a night of blessing, power, and justice. Could it be that today's Red Moon? Ira turned around and looked around the lake. The Moon was standing proudly in the dark sky, no stars were around it. It's a sign of the power this night holds. The air was chilly, cold enough to raise goosebumps over your skin but also warm to soothe the goosebumps and provide an unexplainable serenity to the soul.

The Moon, just clearing the ridge of the eastern mountain, should have been silver. She was not. She rose, huge and low, swollen and *red.* A deep, dark crimson, as if someone had wrapped a veil of blood around Her. Gasps rippled through the hall. Rhea swore. Kerran dropped his quill. Elia whispered a curse from an old tongue she rarely used. Scar stared, eyes gone sharp and wary. “A Blood Moon,” Kerran breathed. “But… no. That should not be. The charts—” “The charts did not account for *this,*” Luna said.