The Killing Moon Novel Novels & Stories

Eyes… deep crimson, the color of wine freshly spilled across marble. I didn’t just wake up in a different body. I woke up in a different world. And not just any world. One I knew far too well. I had read about this place before—in a book called Blood and Moonlight. A gothic fantasy where ancient vampire courts ruled the night from silvered palaces, where ruthless werewolf packs prowled the wild forests, and where an uneasy truce held between fangs and claws… until it inevitably shattered. It was a story of war. A story of betrayal. A story where love was as fatal as any blade.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

She had done some reading about the Omen Moon. Kaya sat beside me and she had a book open in front of her. Her bright green wolf eyes glowed as she glanced across each page. “Miss Lorena, I think I found something about the Momen Moon.” I smiled. She had a little difficulty pronouncing the word ‘Omen’. I found it adorable. I took the book gently out of her hands and glossed over it. My eyes were wide open and I immediately rushed for my phone. Hazel had to know about this.

He would rather die by the enemy's blade than live in this house, which had become a place of mourning. After my father's death, we tried everything, pulling all the strings, to move away from that sorrowful land, and that's why we ended up in the Red Moon pack. Behind the house is a large patch of woods, and the pack's training ground is located within it. At the end of the woods lies the border between the Red Moon pack and the Blue Moon pack. There are watchtowers set up every 500 meters in the woods, with soldiers patrolling 24 hours a day. Overall, it is a safe place to live, but my mother doesn't see it that way. She says the people in this pack don't care about us at all.

I already know that she's peppered with them all over her body. "So everyone will obviously know before lunch." I say my hands brushing up her arms. She flinches slightly at the contact. "Give me a good reason not to kill that son of a bitch." It's a growl and she shifts uncomfortably and I sit up so my eyes are level with hers. They're completely green now her wolf retreated for now. "I've got it handled." She says quietly no longer looking in my eyes. "It only happens when he drinks too much but doesn't pass out. I was also late getting home yesterday so-"

THE MOON CURSE Death…… She had no idea if it was just her, but Shirley could feel she could hear death's voice. Feel it hovering in the atmosphere, with its sharp claws and fangs looking for the next person to take along with her. She had felt it that night, a few weeks ago, minutes before her best friend died. Anita……

Kai added, "but that's not it." He flipped a page in his notebook to show some scribbles that were impossible to read, with some circles on the top of the page. "They were all born on the night of full moon." That caught my attention. "That's not it, they were all murdered on the night of the full moon as well," Kai circled the circle once again in his notebook, which I assumed was the moon. "But yesterday was the full moon," I stated, thinking about hearing any recent news, "there was no murder yesterday."

My father cut him off before he could finish. “Well, the full moon is only twelve days away. Get yourself ready, Alexei. Because if you cannot claim your mate by then, Ava will be named Luna.” I stood up, my claws itching to tear the table in half. I didn't say a word as I stormed out. But as I reached the door, I felt a strange, cold shiver down my spine, the kind of feeling my wolf only got when death was near. I looked back at the Council, and for the first time, I realized that the danger to Novel wasn't just her past. It was sitting right in front of me.

He hated when his father was right. “Well, everything went in that book. How to kill vampires, werewolves, the fae, sirens, shapeshifters, skinwalkers, Wendigo’s, demons, you name it. If we had encountered it, it would have been in the book. We had the original copy, and they wrote copies of what we had written through the night. We gathered some pretty cool information.” “Like what?” Liam asked, intrigued.