The Killing Moon Novel Novels & Stories

He asked me but I said nothing, my whole mind revolving around Kieran. The moon, as though recognizing me flashed down on me from the sky with such a huge and powerful energy, causing it to sip into my whole system. I jerked up in shock and obedience to it and stared directly at it. At this point, I could tell it was midnight already, and the moon goddess was taking its full force. I had some sense of excitement at that point but at the same time, I had fear. I didn't think my wolf could match up to the Alpha wolf of Richard.

We all knew we had entered a new era, and for the first time, we were truly the Blood Moon Pack. *This is the end of Book 1 of Blood and Moon. Book 2 Love and War. It will focus on Kyle and Sabrina's love. Adam and Desire will be active in it too. I hope you enjoyed Adam and Desire's story, and I hope you will read and enjoy the remaining two books. Thank you for your love and support. THEY ARE ALL STANDALONE* My next project is Luca's inferno, please follow me on social media same as my pen name. I hope to hear from all of you on Luca's Inferno ( available only on goodnovel)

“Clean him up, clothe him, and feed him. Make sure he is secured for the duration of the Blood Moon. Also, schedule guards around the clock. I’ll deal with him once the Blood Moon is over.” “Aye!” they yelled in unison. “This isn’t over!” Darius screamed behind me, growing faint as I walked purposefully down the hallway, knowing I would take my time killing him when the time came. No one comes after Brenna and lives to tell the tale. *** Brenna “Knox, why did you do that?” Tears coursed down my cheeks as I knelt beside the bed where he lay in Magenta’s spare room, guilt gripping my heart. “You need to be protected, My Queen.” He gazed into my eyes and smiled, and then his eyes slowly closed

My mother pretends not to cry every time she looks at me. Killian pretends he isn’t planning everything down to the smallest detail. “I just don’t want chaos,” he says, frowning over a seating arrangement. I arch a brow. “You led an army into war.” “Yes,” he replies calmly. “This is more dangerous.” At night, when the moon rises full and bright, I stand barefoot in the grass beyond the wards. Once, this place was where I died. Now, it is where I breathe. I lift my face to the sky, feeling Moonveil’s presence, not overwhelming, not commanding. Just there. Watching. Witnessing.

"Do not dare fail me on this, Michael. I raised you from a boy to be incredibly strong and ruthless just like me. Do not let that human girl for the sacrifice slip out from your hands for even a single second. In three months' time, when the blood moon rises... we can finally be a proper father and son working together again." He let out one last, long shuddering breath, his fingers slowly losing their grip on my wrist as his energy completely drained away. His heavy eyelids fluttered for a brief moment, and then his eyes closed completely as he fell back into a deep, silent coma.

“If you don’t die, you will be the one to feed on her. You will kill her Byrain!. You will feed on Lily. My whole body froze. Feed on Lily? Kill Lily? “No… no… no,” I whispered, pressing my hands to my ears like I could shut the voice out. “I can’t… I won’t… I will never hurt her.” But the Moon Seer’s words kept repeating. “Your hunger will rise, your body will change…when the time comes, if you are not dead… you will be the one to kill her.”

The moon stares right back at me. That’s the first thing I notice when sleep just won’t come. Up above the Alpha house, it hangs there—sharp, white, slicing through the clouds like a knife through skin. Moonlight spills in through the tall windows, lays silver stripes across the floor, across me. I’m stretched out in this bed that still feels foreign, nerves buzzing, my wolf shifting restlessly under my skin. I’m awake. Waiting.

There was no way he wasn't going to confess. "She belongs... to the bloodline of the Moon Goddess." Silence filled the chamber. Even the guards stopped moving. Raymond felt his heartbeat suddenly become louder. The words echoed inside his mind. The bloodline of the Moon Goddess. Before he could ask another question— A sharp pain exploded inside his head. A blinding vision flashed before his eyes. Silver light. Ancient ruins. A girl with long white hair standing beneath a glowing full moon. And a familiar voice whispering only one sentence.

I felt happy but deep inside I was always sad. I wasn't able to sleep that night. I kept turning around. The dream I used to have come back. This time I saw his face. His blue eyes sparkled. It had always been him. Mike. He even conquered me in my dreams. He never left me alone. Then, suddenly I was lost in darkness. Pitch black darkness everywhere I looked. But suddenly a beautiful woman came near me. She was dressed in white. Her hair was white as well. She hugged me. She comforted me. "Don't be afraid my child. I am the moon goddess. You are never alone. He is your world." she spoke. A knock on the door woke me up. It was my mom who came to wake me up.

They were the very reason he could draw a breath without the metallic tang of silver-poisoning. But above the vibrant sun, something else was moving. A second moon had appeared. It was a massive, silver-white orb that lacked the iridescent glow of the Lunar Council’s authority. It was flat, matte, and terrifyingly silent. For a wolf, the world was defined by its scent—the smell of rain, the musk of the pack, the iron of blood. But this new celestial body was a void in the sensory world. It was a "Dead Moon." It had no scent. It didn't even have a shadow. It was a cataract over the eye of the universe, and as it descended, the vibrant colors of the Silver Peaks began to fade.