The Upper Moons Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

She wasn’t predictable. He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled, eyes locked on her. Every muscle in her body screamed readiness, but beneath the fury and defiance, he felt the tremor in her pulse, the subtle rhythm that told him she had just touched something far bigger than her. Something she wasn’t ready to understand. The symbol she had found. His chest tightened slightly as he remembered the burned crate. The crescent moon crossed by three claw slashes. He had seen it before on bloodied uniforms, tattooed on forearms, carved into doors where wolves had disappeared without trace.

"My brother Arcturus would have highly approved of this, Killian." High above the isolated island, the thick, unnatural clouds suddenly parted. For the very first time since the devastating Blood Moon had appeared in the sky, a beam of pure, uncorrupted silver moonlight shone brilliantly down upon the ruins. A beautiful, resonant feminine voice echoed across the heavens, carrying a warmth that made every single werewolf on the island recognize it instantly—the voice of the Moon Goddess. *"My children... the final battle for your world is not fought against hatred... it is fought against absolute oblivion."*

I turned my head and saw this innocent boy pointing upwards in amazement. "The moon! The moon!" he shouted while jumping up and down. "That's called Bluemoon, Lucas." I rubbed the top of his head. "Bluemoon! Bluemoon!" He kept repeating the word that was probably still unfamiliar to him. I didn't let go of Lucas' tiny hand as I looked up to take in the beauty of the blue moon above. Tonight, the moon is perfectly visible, so beautiful and powerful. She seemed to rule the night sky. She is the embodiment of the Moon Goddes who are the gods of werewolves.

The hunt for justice had begun, and under the moonlit sky, they marched into the darkness, ready to face the vampires and avenge the lives lost. Under the shroud of the moonlit night, the Silver Moon Pack, led by Alpha Jake, Morgana, and Luna Mara, ventured into the lair of the vampires. Morgana harnessed the power of her witches, creating a portal that allowed them to breach the hidden sanctum of their adversaries.

“Because the thing beyond the kingdom has finally noticed you.” Amara stiffened. “What thing?” Azrael looked toward the three moons. “The one even Silence fears.” The palace began trembling. The little girl’s silver eyes suddenly turned black. She whispered: “It’s here.” Lucian moved toward her. “What is?” The child pointed toward the palace ceiling. A fourth moon appeared. It was red. Blood-red. And something enormous was crawling out of it. Azrael whispered: “The Moon Eater.” The creature opened its gigantic mouth. And began swallowing the stars surrounding their kingdom.

Stone greeted and the girl who sat on Stone's lap got up and swung her ass towards Jason. "So you are the famous Black Moon. I've heard a lot about you, but despite that, I want to hear from you" she sucked her lower lip and brought it out gently all wet, the girl had a small black butterfly mask, her eyes were painted black and her lips too. She wore black leather gloves which stopped right at her elbow, and her bra and panties made of net were all black. Everything she had on was black, including her heeled boots. "Stone, get to the deal " his voice echoed in the room. From Stone, Jason averted his gaze to the flirty lady

Demon Royal of the Ancient Demon Clan of Silver Moon said insidiously. "That's right. Since we've gone through so much trouble to come here, why should we allow him to obtain good things without any effort?" The mysterious demon prodigy who had reclaimed the Sky Holding Ancient Villa said. He was shrouded in Demon Aura and he was also full of killing intent.

The object of their contention was no ordinary relic; it was said to hold the secrets to unlocking immense power, a power that could elevate one clan to supremacy over the others. The Moonstone Clan, led by the formidable Maryjane, an alpheno six-tailed werewolf, possessed the power of Selene, the supreme moon goddess. Her presence exuded an ethereal glow, her eyes shimmering with lunar energy, and her movements imbued with the grace of the night sky. Maryjane's strength lay in her ability to manipulate the moon's power, channeling its restorative and destructive forces to her will.

My assumption was proved wrong when I saw Alpha Damon raising to his feet after the Seer’s announcement. “I, Alpha Damon Of The NightShade Pack worship the Moon, Its Goddess, and the Chosen moon queen. Bless me, Moon. Bless Me, Moon Goddess, and Bless me, Moon Queen.” Alpha Damon uttered and went on his knees, bowing to me, The Chosen Moon Queen… the connection between him and the other two forces that he mentioned. Just like earlier, my head fell backward and my face lifted to the sky before I spoke words of power and authority. “The moon bless you, Alpha Damon… The Moon Goddess Bless you… as the moon Queen, I bless you.”

I do not see the two guys that I have seen a lot, but the one guy does resemble Aphrodite. “This does not make sense. Why the fuck would the gods be watching over our pack?” Asher asked. “Dad has told me several times that Sylvyr Moon used to be part of a much larger and immensely powerful pack. Also look at this.” I told them. I show them a picture of our moon goddess and fuck, she looks like Aphrodite. “Shit our fucking moon goddess is fucking Aphrodite. This keeps getting weirder and weirder.” Brentley comments.