Spooky Month Au นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“The Omen Moon is actually a very important time during the Lycan Calendar. The moon is red and during this time, rejection of mates is forbidden. Doing so will place an irredeemable curse on the defaulter.” I nodded. “Okay? So what does this have to do with all this? The task? And all these weird stuff happening to us?” Hazel sighed. “Apart from the whole ‘no rejection thing’, it is also a period of time that the dead are closer to the living. The line between life and death is blurred and it continues to blur the longer the Omen Moon continues. And it involves good and bad spirits. And soon their apparitions become more evident if they chose to make themselves seen. Even sometimes, against

The air grew heavier with each passing hour, as though the world itself was bracing for something unnatural. Ever since the gods’ messenger appeared, the countdown had begun—seven days until the Day of the Blood Moon. Seven days to prepare. Seven days to survive. Ava sat beneath the twisted elder tree outside the sanctuary, the bark behind her pulsing faintly as if aware of her presence. The wind was sharp, slicing through the night with whispers. Her fingers traced the mark on her wrist—ever since she mixed her blood with Achi’s, the mark had darkened, a signal that something ancient had awakened.

He said, something that I already knew, and I smiled at him. "Is that all?" I asked, and he nodded. "That is all on your weaknesses," He said, and I sighed, but he looked worried, and I had to ask him why. "We are fighting with witches, and witches can cause the blood moon to appear. The only divine wolf that is powerful during a blood moon is Haimon," he said, and I understood his fear. The goddess had sent the wrong wolf for the job. "You need to hide or burn the books, Luna, so it does not fall into the wrong hands," he said, and I nodded.

The moon was a bruised, heavy crimson, hanging over the Silver Moon Pack like a warning. For most, the Blood Moon was a night of sacred celebration, the time when fated bonds were finally revealed and the future of the pack was secured. For me, Elara Vance, it was supposed to be the night my life truly began.

He stands to leave. At the door, he pauses. "I will check on you later," he says over his shoulder. After he leaves, I move to the desk and pull the curtains open. A majestic view fills my sight. I see a massive ancient castle-like structure rising from the mountainside. It looks like a kingdom, or a prison. On the desk before me lies a document. Rules and Regulations for Maya Reynolds. I sigh. I open the first page. I have so many questions. And what the hell is a Bloodmoon Pack?

She placed them down forcefully enough to hear the glass clunk against the wood. “Better?” she mocked. “Much better,” Wes laughed. “Now, I’m feeling the vibe. It’s only better in October when we have Halloween snacks.” “October is coming. Which reminds me, we need to talk about the Telluride Horror Show.” “That’s right.” Wes leaned back and rubbed his hand over the stubble advancing across his chin. “It’s almost time. How was Nightmare?”

“I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!” “Oh God!”Polly gasped.She wasn’t crazy after all.The last five months had been nothing but sheer torture.Even Royce thought she just had a fanciful imagination,but now her own sister had become privy to the manor's supernatural aura. What was this darkness clouding her marital home?What did it want? “I was getting dressed,”Ginny continued.”All of a sudden I felt the room grow cold.I thought I must have left the window open,but when I checked it was closed.The cold seemed to come from everywhere.”

I cried while Autumn watched on. She knows that we take her as one of our own. She knows that we love her but sometimes, I cannot help but think that she’s scared of us. Scared that we might throw her out if she misspoke, so she never talked back whenever she was being yelled at nor put up an attitude even when offended. Mom shook her head; “it's a full moon tonight… you know what it means to the werewolves and the vampires. Please be careful next time.”

Good, he heard my warning loud and clear. “Today, we are not going to work today. We also won’t have school today. What are we going to do with ourselves?” Suaco asked. Sounding miserable in my head. She has a point. The pack is preparing for the full moon festival tonight. The moon is completely full and ready for those who will be having their first shift tonight. “Oh, there you are!” Someone spoke and as I felt the hand reach for me, I side stepped them and saw them grabbing someone else’s arm instead.

It is April 30th, 2031 at exactly 11:50 pm. All the students in the Academy were all gathered in the garden of transformation, and power, waiting for the Celtic moon. The Celtic moon of April is also known as, the moon of awakening. It always occurs once in 10 years. The moon is the strongest of all in the werewolves, and vampires clan. It was nearly midnight, and the night sky was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon; the night sky so clear you could almost see every crater.