The Killing Moon Novel Novels & Stories

I watched helplessly as blood poured from her wound, and I didn’t need to go to her to know she was dead before her body hit the ground. “No!” She was needed to perform the spell to transfer the power and life essence back into Atlas. I was on to Remus within seconds. “What is that saying about a woman scorned?” My claws extended before I pushed them into his chest, ripping his heart out and crushing it into my hands, relishing in the way the life went out of his eyes. “Well, nevermind. You’re dead.” His body made a loud thump as it fell to the floor, but he would not be given a second thought.

Kestra was on her knees, her hands pressed flat against the messy floor, blood dripping from her face into the puddle of metallic liquid that surrounded her. Blood was everywhere. Her hair was matted with it, her face completely smeared by it. Her breathing was heavy. She was too weak. The prisoners around her were dead, and the baby on the altar was long gone. A soft red glow filled the hall through the opening in the ceiling, and Kestra's lips stretched into a wide grin, when her gaze finally set on the Blood red moon. It was finally done. The Blood Moon was here. Time for her to kill the Bride and attain all the power there was to possess.

"You're the Lunar Heir, the one the legends said would come to destroy us all." He pulled back, and his hand moved to my throat, but he wasn't choking me; he was cradling me like I was something precious and fragile. His thumb brushed over my lips, and for the first time, I saw actual fear in the Alpha's eyes, fear and something else I couldn't name. "And now I have to decide," Killian whispered, "whether to kill you to save my Pack or keep you and let the world burn." Outside, the first full moon of winter broke through the clouds, and a chorus of howls erupted from the forest, wild and hungry and getting closer. Killian's grip tightened, and his lips were inches from mine, close enough tha

Life was a repeated cycle of torture and innocent people kept dying. He always killed on the full moon. And with time, he began to show me the list of victims he had prepared for each full moon. "So, my boy!" He placed his hand on my head and shook it vigorously after finishing dinner. Tonight was a full moon, and he was eager for the thrill, or so he called it. "What are the plans for tonight? Have you decided who you will choose?" he asked, shaking his head slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. He always spoke about killings so proudly. I wondered if he thought he was bigger than the Moon Goddess at this point.

She explains the bad. "Moon's soul will leak out in a black titanium," Kilyn reads from the book. When she's done, there's a juncture of stillness between us. "Remarkably, precisely what's happening to Levi and I?" I gulp, a deeply unsettling feeling in my stomach. This couldn't possibly be. How could this be? "Yes, specifically that." She answers my question.

**Jacobi Interjects:** "Charlie has also been gathering intel from her peers at New Moon Academy. While many students dismiss the rumors as mere gossip, a few are taking them seriously. We need to act quickly before the situation escalates." **Alpha Devin Responds:** "How much time do we have before this coup is set to take place?" **Jessica Replies:** "We have about two months Luke says they are going to complete their plans at the full moon festival. It's supposed to be a time of celebration where the king reconnects with the werewolf community. The large-scale festivities would be the perfect cover for a calculated strike. We need to rally our allies and prepare for what could be a signif

The moonlight was coming in through the window and making the room lighter. For some reason in that moment her mind went to Quinn. He’d always called her “his moon” because of her eyes. He’d once told her he’d never met another person with grey/silver eyes like hers. He told her they reminded him of the moon the way they shone. He also said that that’s what she was to him.. the Moon… because she was his light in the dark. Her mind came back to the present. Whatever was blocking the light from outside was coming into focus. She followed it up .. higher and higher until she reached the top of the object.

“But good news is always welcome.” “You could just… Tell Jay not to cause trouble… To leave the Wicked Moon thing until later?” Jasper suggested. “That’s what he’s on, isn’t it? What you’re worried about him not being discrete about doing?” “The Wicked Moon thing is minor,” Sebastian replied. “John’s keeping an eye on that, and says Jay’s got that underway and he’s handling it well, not overdoing it. It needs to be done. We need the Morrisons distracted, their eyes turned the other way. I’m actually more concerned about Jay and his friends stirring things up at the fight tonight. Full moon, our wolves are more dominant, add in a bit of alcohol, and some adrenaline, and it won’t be the first

The river flowed towards the sea, tall trees stood on the side and the moon was hanging up in the sky. "This is a nice place," she took a sip from the bottle. "And the moon is beautiful. I don't think I've ever looked at the moon this closely before. Those dark spots are the craters in the moon, did you know?" "No, that's Jack and Jill who went up there to fetch a pail of water... See, they splashed the water though," he pointed and Jacques Laughed. "It looks that way, isn't it?" "I am glad you like this place, Jerlina," he kissed her forehead.

It took my parents, Drae and his father a total of almost five hours to find me. "I won't. See you in thirty minutes, Draven." Then I click the red button on my phone, ending the call. After shoving my phone back into my pocket, I pull out my favorite book 'The Bad Boy's Oath' and begin reading it. If my parents or anyone found out I read this genre of books. Books about werewolves and the Moon Goddess... I would be sent to the loony bin to be locked up for the rest of my life. Werewolves have been extinct for a century now. After our ancestors wiped them all out because of their abilities. More importantly, what a handful of them had done to thousands of innocent lives with those abilities.