Spooky Month Streber Novels & Stories

When he spoke again, his voice was lower. Strained. “I don’t want your theories.” “It’s not a theory.” That made him angrier. The silence that followed wasn’t empty. It was crowded. With things he refused to look at. “What happens when the blood moon comes? It's in a few days” He finally turned his head slightly. “Explain.” Lorelei hesitated, just for a second. Then she said it. “You’re not just starving for blood, it's her blood and in that night the need would be so unresistable you might just find your self stalking into her home and burying your fangs into her neck before finally gaining control of yourself.”

"The pack's gathering. The one Sterling challenged me to attend. The one where I'm supposed to prove I can balance both worlds." The cold weight in my chest turned to ice. "When is it?" I asked, though I already knew. I could see it in his eyes. "The full moon," he said quietly. "October twentieth." The spatula clattered to the floor. Leo's small voice broke the silence. "Mama? Is something wrong?" I forced myself to breathe, to smile, to be the mother he needed instead of the woman who felt like her world was cracking apart again. "Just grown-up stuff, baby. Nothing for you to worry about." I moved to the griddle, scraping off the ruined pancake. "Let's start fresh with these, okay?"

His eyes were bloodshot and crunchy from the lack of sleep. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He stretched and yawned extremely loudly. When he got up, he touched his toes and tried to get his muscles warmed up. Today wasn’t just any football game, after all. It was the traditional football game that celebrated the day his ancestors “expelled the vampires” from his town. Frankly, Liam thought it was a bunch of baloney, but apparently it was a big deal to the council of the town. That’s why, every year, they hosted the homecoming game with vampire decor and more. The cheerleaders of the high school team he was on were all wearing fake blood and vampire teeth, the same as they did every year

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the Blue Moon Pack's territory. On the balcony overlooking the vast expanse, Lark and Gabriel engaged in a conversation fraught with concern. Gabriel's anxiety was palpable, his worry etched across his face as he gazed out into the night. "Lark," Gabriel began, his voice a low murmur, "I can't shake this feeling of impending doom. Carla's jealousy and obsession with Mara are clouding her judgment. I fear she's leading us down a dangerous path."

My wrist mark burned—resisting—then cooled a fraction as the stone tightened. The crack narrowed to a hairline. But before it shut, the dark on the other side flickered once more—like a final spiteful peek. And I saw it. Not my mother this time. A shadow standing behind her, tall and robed, face hidden, holding a moon-silver blade like it was about to cut her loose… or cut her open. The shadow lifted its head. No features. No eyes. And yet I felt it smiling. The seam snapped shut.

Another sigh escaped Scarlett's mouth. "We shouldn't worry about him just now, though. We need to be worried about you." Scarlett looked at Avery who spoke. Avery gave her a look. "Or have you forgotten?" "What is she talking about?" She asked Cornelia. "The full moon, Scarlett. How did you manage to forget? This is the final day of the current month's full moon. The day where things become brutal. You start to feel the impulse to kill or to flee, only to come back the next day. Naked."

He needs that magic to keep him alive after everything his body has been through. "I don't want to lose you, Ruby." Sebastian cried. "We don't know anything for sure, ok? We do this on the full moon, just like my dream has always showed me, and we take it from there." "Or we find another way." Gabe got up and grabbed more books to spread across the table.

"What's that?" "A party we throw at Crawstar," he laughed in response. "Halloween's in two days. So, normally someone throws a pre-halloween party and someone else throws the main Halloween party." "That's crazy," Liam shook his head. "So who's throwing this year's Halloween party if Trevor's throwing the pre party?" "Meee," he pointed at himself, grinning. "It's not really my choice. It's pretty much expected of me and why not. It's really going to be fun."

It’s light shines against the altar and brings the dead bodies into full view. It is horrifying. Byron howls loudly and the detective jumps in fear from this sudden action. “What is wrong with you?” he complains. They begin to hear wolf howls from the other end of the forest, “The Trackers,” the twins chorus. “You have a full moon. You need an eclipse numbskull and I’m sure that won’t be happening anytime soon,” Gabriel says. Dracula scoffs at his son’s comment and points to the sky. Gabriel is in shock as he sees another moon.

Sarael pulled her hand from mine and rushed back to her phone. “Sarael? What is it? Your thoughts are disjointed. I can’t get a read on you.” I asked, worried as she quickly checked her email searching for something specific. “The Hunger Moon.” Sarael held her phone up to a picture of an old parchment. I assume it’s something she was sent by one of the Qadir brothers at the guild. “What is special about the Hunger Moon? It occurs every February. It’s just the name for the full moon.” I furrowed my brow taking her phone as I tried to read the faded archaic Latin written on the parchment below the image of the moon.