The Blood Moon Rises Once Again Botw Novels & Stories

"They've been breached." Before I could respond, a flash of silver light exploded through my mind. A vision. A woman stood beneath a blood-red moon, her hair white as fresh snow, silver markings glowing across her skin. Thousands of wolves surrounded her, some bowed, others attacked. Fire consumed the horizon, mountains crumbled, kingdoms fell, and above them all a voice echoed through the darkness. “When the Moon's Daughter awakens, the forgotten bloodline shall rise. The Alpha shall kneel, the kingdoms shall burn, and death shall walk beside the bond.”

He gulped, feeling goosebumps on his skin, blood moon, blue moon, he could hear the laughter of his enemies echoing in his eyes. "Now I know why we couldn't find her soul" Erroll shook, staring at the moon with admiration. "A witch kept it safe" King Caesar's eyes darkened. "It has to be one of the originals" Erroll shrugged. "Two escaped after all" he turned to the King, he could feel the anger raging from him as he glared at the moon like it had everything against him "I believe you know what this means?" "Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

“Perfect.” As the wind picked up and the sky darkened above us, I turned back to the altar and pressed the jewel against the center of the relic. A faint hum began to rise, the air thick with anticipation. Soon, very soon, the forest would bleed. The Blood Moon Pack would fall to its knees. And I would rise. Dagna’s POV

A blood moon. A vision, a whisper, a promise. She saw herself, standing on the edge of a cliff, her hair ruffled by the wind. A crown of thorns upon her head, and bloodied hands. She was a queen. And she was a killer. You are a weapon, Rhea Mooncrest," echoed the voice of the Moon Goddess within her mind, a harmony of power and wise elder. "You are the blade that will sever the bonds of old. You shall need to walk with darkness to find the light. The blood moon is ascending for you. Choose your path. And then, choose your kill.".

“There are legends. Stories about those born of the Blood Moon.” A chill ran down Eve’s spine. “Blood Moon?” Luca nodded. “It’s an event that happens once every century. It’s said that when the Blood Moon rises, a wolf of immense power is born. One who can change the balance between packs forever.” Eve’s breath caught. Damien smirked. “Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?” Luca shot him a glare. “This is just a legend. There’s no proof—” Damien cut him off. “And yet, Eve just froze a rogue in place without even touching him.”

he says quietly. Lyra looks at him for a moment. Then she smiles again. Smaller this time. Almost amused. “I did,” she replies. And with that, she turns her head slightly toward the distant horizon. A subtle gesture. Not of defiance. But of allegiance. To Malrik. The Blood Moon rises fully. And when it does— the world changes. Its light spills across the battlefield, turning everything beneath it into shades of crimson and shadow. It does not illuminate—it exposes. Every wound, every fear, every hesitation becomes visible under its glow.

Her head jerked back and a sharp gasp of air sucked into her lungs as if she’d been doused with icy water. Wolves gathered around in a large forest clearing. Some in human form, some in their fur. The moon was high in the sky and every one of them surrounded a large dais that rose several feet into the air. It looked as if it might have been carved out of an ancient tree stump. A figure dressed in white slowly climbed the steps that had been carved into one side of the tree stump.

“It can´t be. You are blessed by the Blood Moon. Stay back! Don´t come any closer.” Whatever power the Bood Moon has blessed me with must have reacted with the oracle´s magic. Old Mia shoots a fireball from out of her staff, which misses my foot by only a few inches. It doesn´t faze me. I feel invincible, and I walk on towards the dais. I´m not sure how it occurred, but I glance at Nolan and he appears to have figured out something. “The Blood Moon robs the oracles of their foresight, Laura. Perhaps you can take away her foresight permanently.”

He laughed weakly. Then the ground shook. We both looked up. The High Elder stood on the hill. He raised both hands. The Blood Moon appeared again. Only this time, it was enormous. The sky turned red. Every wolf stopped. The High Elder shouted: "The Blood Moon has awakened!" The earth split. Darkness poured from the cracks. The same darkness we had seen before. But this time... It spread across the entire battlefield. Wolves screamed. Warriors fell. I grabbed Alexander's hand.

“The Blood Moon is rising tonight, Alpha Jaxon. Where is your mate?” Blood moon is ritual that rises twice in a year to celebrate a fated bond. A ripple of murmurs followed, as if they hadn’t already whispered it behind closed doors. As if the entire damn region didn’t already know. “Is it true?” someone else cut in. “She’s missing?” “Unconfirmed,” I said tightly, refusing to let them hear the break in my voice. “Pack Tower’s been under sweep. We’re monitoring all activity. This is a private matter and it’s under control.”