The Cruelest Month Novels & Stories

I hoped to goddess I hadn't landed with a friend of Alpha Marcus or I was dead meat. Lucas stared at me for a moment. Then he said, "This is the Blood Moon Pack." Dumbfounded, I stared at him. Blood Moon? Slowly, realization dawned and what blood I had left drained from my face. "B - but..." My brain scrambled for words as I tried to say something. Anything. Lucas simply looked at me with that expressionless expression on his face. The Blood Moon Pack was rumored to be the most ruthless pack in werewolf history. No, not rumored. They *were* the most ruthless pack in werewolf history! And their Alpha...

#Supernatural world# #The Quarter# #Stormy July# Am I going to get a hug or an orgasm? Elena's POV It is the beginning of July and this month often comes with a confident wind, rousing the trees into a vortex of dance as a slight breeze dominated the atmosphere, year in year out since timely memorial. Normally the sky at this time would be filled with chirping birds and warm sun rays, but this is a new month and it's time to kiss summer goodbye.

Alexander's voice bringing me out of my thoughts. "Yes! Of course!" I said a little too eagerly. "We got ourselves in a bit of a situation. We trying to figure out should we bring more classic old cars in this month, or modern cars. Whichever sells more would help. What do you think?" He ask taking his seat. I stood up and connect my ipad to the screen. Then starts speaking.

But nothing hurt as bad as my heart did. I understand that they are world class criminals and this is the shit they do, but I thought we just had a certain respect for each other. I grew up with them! They were my best friends, I told them anything and would trust them with my life! And the fact that they would just act as though I was nothing to them, and beat me like I'm some type of object hurt more than you could ever imagine. Physically my body is fucked up, mentally I'm ten times that. My mother was murdered by someone she genuinely cared about, and I'm kidnapped and being abused by her killer...my best friends. They've taken everything from me, and for that I'm forever envious.

My younger brother does. I laugh, turning towards the road. — You guys are crazy... - Us? — Túlio and Gregório speak together. I nod. — My mother is going to freak out... I can see when I tell her that. Celeste, the anti-mafia woman, murderers, intimidators, sexists and manipulators, is liking the Death Knight, the man who killed a hundred people in a few hours to the next day. My sister... this is a permanent drug, right?

AIDEN BLACK “Why isn’t he waking up?” I barked, slamming my hand against the bedside table. The doctor flinched. “Sir… we’ve tried everything. His vitals are stable, but…” I didn’t let him finish. I walked to the window, fists clenched. The city lights blurred into streaks as I stared out. I should have been used to this by now. I wasn’t. Not after the first time. Not after losing my sister three years ago.

“Alpha of the CrescentMoon Pack.” My heart beats wildly. No way. Not that man. He is the most ruthless, the most heartless Alpha ever known. Why does the Moon keep doing this to me?

Ellen spoke for the first time. "What pack are you from?" Maddox paused and almost hesitated when he said death moon pack. All the Color drained from Ellen's face, and she sat down on the ground. The death moon pack was the most dangerous and violent pack in North America. They were known for absorbing packs. They owned almost as much land as the mountain moon pack. She couldn't possibly go with him. But this is who the moon goddess chose for her.

Whenever the moon was crescent, we'd go to our past leader's graves to pay respect but whenever we couldn't go, we'd just pray and watch the crescent moon. But this was my favourite place, there was barely anyone passing by this place. And also, Cameron didn't know about this place. I never brought him here. I sat down on the ground and sighed deeply. It was the last day of winter, March 19 in the human's realm right now and here in crescent moon, the winter solstice was here. This evening, there would be darkness for a short while. It was a event celebrated in crescent moon though. It was called the FIRE RELEASING CEREMONY.

The utterance from Archer washed away the question I was about to ask before it even left my mouth. "And why did it affect Micheal this way and why were you stopping me from going toward him ?" My eyes did not move from starting at the moon which now became a strange attraction for me as if it was a mystery of the night that showed up in the sky but did not reveal itself completely. My feet automatically led me closer to the window, I settled my hand on the edge, and a gust of wind brushed past me as my eyes fixated their gaze on the moon. "It's the blood moon, Jasmine. The strongest yet hardest week for the predators comes once in a year and none can tell how stronger it might turn out to b