Under The Full Moon Novels & Stories

She stood in front of his office door contemplating whether or not to enter until the door sprung open. "I thought I should help you make a decision." Major Daniels blurted out, walking back to his seat. "Sir, I-I'm sorry...about earlier..." "You shouldn't be sorry to me." He retorted and brought out a case file titled 'The Full Moon Serial Murder Case.' The file was named after the full moon because the murder always took place during the full moon just like two days back if not that this month's murder came a few hours earlier.

I can already feel its effect. A lot is associated with a full moon. Unlike what humans believe, we don’t only turn on the full moon, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t have its effect on us. During the full moon, our senses are heightened, and our animal side is stronger. It’s during the full moon that packs usually go on pack runs and hunt. We also howl at the moon, in a kind of acknowledgment and prayer to our goddess for yet another cycle.

The stone corridor of Blackthorn echoed with the sound of snapping bone and the hiss of superheated air. The two remaining Blood Moon wolves didn't hesitate; they saw the silver light flickering around my fingers and redoubled their aggression. They weren't just attacking; they were hunting an asset.

"Picking me up for what? Lunch?" Mum’s face went slack. Her eyes widened, and then narrowed into slits of maternal fury. "Oh, for the love of..." she slammed the cookbook down. "Don't tell me he didn't tell you." "Tell me what?" I asked, a bad feeling curling in my gut. "Today is the full moon, Luna," Mum said, her voice tight. "The first full moon since the transition. Tonight is the Pack Gathering." She rubbed her temples, looking like she wanted to strangle someone. Probably Liam.

As the night descended upon Silverwood Falls, cloaking the town in a blanket of darkness, whispers of the upcoming full moon echoed through the streets. It was said that on the night of the full moon, the werewolf pack would gather in the depths of the forest, their howls reverberating through the night as they performed ancient rituals under the watchful gaze of the moon.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs while I assessed my body and heart. It was only the morning of my birthday, and I knew my gifts wouldn’t manifest until tonight under the bright moon. The fact that it was a Blue moon made my insides tingle. Blue moons in and of themselves were rare. Mix it with the Cold full moon of December, which was always special to witches, made this an extraordinary night. Or, so I hoped. The Cold Moon marked the earth’s slumber and going inward for transformation. I knew my birthday falling on this day meant something significant. Despite the nightmare I had just woke up from, I smiled and ran downstairs after getting dressed. I grabb

“His condition worsens as the moon grows larger. In other words, during the full moon.” Alpha James touched his chin, thinking. “Oh, so we’ll attack Alpha Easton during the full moon?” That was a reasonable conclusion, as it meant he listened to everything I said. He seemed like he could be pretty helpful later. But we hadn’t yet reached the point I wanted.

it was more of a statement than a question. “Your dad and I didn’t mention it to anyone. We wanted to give you space since that was what you came here for,” she told me as she glanced at the moon. “There’s something I want to confirm,” she continued as she looked back at me. “The moon is full tonight.” According to folklore, if a mother wolf stood under a full moon with her back bare, a crescent moon mark would appear at the top right corner of their backs. “Mom!” I exclaimed. “I am not the mother wolf. It hasn’t been a millennium yet.”

Alec I’m sitting on the edge of my bed and a million things are running through my mind because today was quite an eventful day for me, and a few hours ago, I received the confirmation that it all worked out in my favor. I glance at Carla, who’s lying on her side fast asleep, and slowly get out of bed before walking toward the window of our bedroom. The moon is merely a crescent, but I’m drawn to her already. In a few days, the Full Moon Hunt will begin. For once, I actually feel excited about it, and that’s because this year, I’ve let go of the weight that’s been burdening me for close to seven years.

“No. We ain't going into the woods tonight. Can't you see it's a fucking blood moon tonight?” I know. I fucking know. The moon's going to be out soon. I need to save him. We can be early, right before it's completely out. That way, we'll be able to escape the Lycans. “Please.” I whispered, my hands clung to her, my eyes glinting with emotions, my soul praying to her, she's the last breath of hope for me tonight. “Oh fuck!” She growled. “You won't leave my sight.” She warned.