Svtfoe Blood Moon Ball Novels & Stories

Although it felt like it lasted for a few seconds, it had only taken a split second. Zira opened her eyes. Her grey eyes with black slits shone in the night almost as brightly as the moon now in the sky. She took tentative steps towards the vines. It felt almost natural to her now that she had the original soul's memories. While she crawled through the maze of thorny vines, she resumed her discussion with BaoBao. /Tomorrow's the annual Blood Moon gathering./ [Where you'll likely meet Neoma, since you're all omegas.]

And it was coming straight toward us. I looked back toward the eastern wing where Sable slept, the weight of everything pressing down on me. The extra thread in the bond. The crack in the wall. The black eyes. The man who kept the old debts. Whatever was coming on the next full moon, it was going to test all of us. And I still didn’t know if we would be ready.

The night bled red. Above the trees of Nightveil, the moon rose not in her usual silver glory, but cloaked in a veil of crimson—the First Blood Moon. It was the first of three prophesied in Maelin's journal, a harbinger of war, death, and revelations too ancient for any living wolf to recall. The stars had vanished behind thick clouds, and the air hummed with a tension that made the hairs on Veyra's neck rise.

“I’m going to pass out.” Dad stepped into the living room at that exact moment, holding a clipboard and looking like he was preparing for war. “Alpha Rowan’s pack is arriving by sunset. Blue Ridge in the morning. And Blood—” He stopped. Mom shot him a look that said, Do not even think about it. “What?” I asked, sitting up. “Blood what?” “Blood Moon,” Kieran said flatly. My pulse spiked. “Blood Moon? As in the Blood Moon? The ruthless warriors? The ones who single-handedly deter rogues from three borders away?”

I shook my head, I did even know what the Solis amulet was. "The Solis amulet is the one single thing that can transfer the powers of a vampire to any other specie, even humans. And any vampire who possesses it can even walk under the sun without getting burned." He explained. Then he sighed wryly. "It's just that, when possessed by a werewolf, it yields an inexplicable kind of power, I really don't know how to put it into words. Any werewolf that can activate it would be the most powerful person alive."

Another pang hits my sinuses and I flinch rubbing my temples once more. "Sage look at me." His voice soft and soothing and demanding. I can't even stop myself from looking over at him and he grabs my face with both of his hands. "Just as I thought." Flames ignite into my face and I feel the blush spread across my cheeks. "You're not experiencing migraines. Your wolf can sense me. She wants desperately to meet her Alpha, and mate."

Damien's piercing amber eyes locked on her, a menacing snarl twisting his lupine features as if he could sense her reticence. A shudder ran through Kiera's slender frame. She averted her gaze, wishing she could somehow escape this inescapable fate. The priestess's chanting rose to a feverish climax as the assembled pack members howled in ceremonial union. With a sudden slice, the blade opened a deep gash across Damien's calloused palm. His thick crimson life essence poured into the ceremonial goblet, hissing as it mingled with the sacred herbs and oils. "Kiera of the Rivermist Pack," the priestess's reedy voice carried through the torchlit cave. "Extend your hand and partake of the Blood Bon

Trainor asked in a cold tone. "Nothing," Josie answered. "Let's go for dinner." Mrs. Sparks drove off. *** Dr. Matt ordered the soldiers to push all the captured werewolves into the large garden. Immediately they did that, the barricade was locked. Matt and Chicago sat in front of the garden watching closely. The garden was heavily guarded. Bright lights shone everywhere. "They look different today," Chicago said. "They don't look excited to experience the full moon." "Tonight is their special blue moon," Matt explained. "On this night everyone of them is expected to transform at least one human into a werewolf. Unfortunately, they cannot partake in the ritual. Yes, they are amongst humans,

The trees leaned as though trying to flee. ⸻ Day Seven. The final countdown. Ava stood by the ancient ruins, the wind wrapping around her like a cloak. Achi joined her, his body tense but steady. “We started this with fear,” she said, her voice clear, “but we’ll finish it with truth.” Behind them, Marcus and Darius watched in silence. Neither dared speak. The ground itself seemed to breathe with anticipation. The Blood Moon began to rise—larger than ever, swollen and pulsing with power. Its red light painted the world in warning.

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.