Upper Moon 5 Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

I would have been strong enough to fight Darren. More tears fell freely, and the burning feeling at the pit of my stomach returned in a higher degree. The heat from my stomach started rushing to my chest. "Moon Goddess please, protect my little one." I choked out, my breathing coming out in painful pants as I forced myself to stay up on my feet. I looked up from in-between leaves and tree branches at the moon, my bloodshot eyes mirroring the redness of the moon. If the blood moon powers as enough to make Lykos go berserk then it could be powerful enough to shield Hunter from getting harmed in the outlanders camp.

Eventually I gave up on trying to search for while the Ancients still remained in their position; I asked where she was and what I heard next made me want to faint all over again. "Skylar Maine, you are the new, soon to be, Moon Goddess. The one to claim victory in the war that is yet come." Are these Ancients on drugs or something?! I was no Moon Goddess! And me being the idiot I was, I said that first thing that came to mind.

Dracula, the ancient vampire king, observed them with a regal poise, his crimson eyes reflecting both wisdom and scrutiny. Luna, the moonlit pup, remained by Maximus's side, a silent presence in the midst of deliberations. As the discussions reached a pause, Dracula raised his hand, signaling for attention. The leaders turned their gaze toward him, their expressions a blend of anticipation and respect. "Alpha Maximus, Luna, and Princess Georgia," Dracula began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "you stand at the threshold of an alliance that bears the potential to reshape the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires. The moonlit mark, present in Luna, is a celestial blessin

“No time. The Veil will fracture fully if you hesitate. You must awaken the Fallen Moon’s true power.” The Shadow General roared in fury, surging forward again. But the silver figure stepped in front of Luna, sword glowing with blinding brilliance. The clash of light and shadow sent shockwaves across the city wall. Luna closed her eyes, feeling the moons’ energy surge through her like a tide. Her hands glowed brighter than ever before. Memories of every past Moonbearer she had somehow felt inside her began to align, guiding her. With a cry, she unleashed the full power of the Fallen Moon. Silver energy spiraled upward, merging with the ghostly protector’s light, forming a massive beam that s

Her eyes were only fixed on the wide wound on Delldora's chest. "No.. Dells, no.. You're going to die at this rate..." Hana said as she continued to sob. "Shh, calm down, dear. I don't mind if I have to die now. At least this time I can die while looking at you.” Delldora said in a sad voice. He then lifted Hana's hand and started kissing it. Even when he has the power as a demon, he still can't protect Hana because of the supermoon that weakens his body. Moreover, the effect of this curse is really coming to an end

Young couples exchange tokens of love beneath the glowing moon. Yet, I can’t relax. My gaze keeps darting to Damon, to Cain, to Garrett, who I’m sure is here somewhere waiting patiently for the right moment. By the time the toasts begin, the children have all fallen asleep, sprawled out on blankets near the shrine. Pack members gather around the shrine. Damon raises his goblet, his voice carrying over the crowd. “To the Moon Goddess, who watches over us all. May her light guide us through darkness.” Earlier, I subtly switched his goblet with Cain's and no one noticed.

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.

I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again. Through the doors glass I could see Embers back to me. The left side of her body was eliminated white from the moon and her hair looked like silver threads as they hung down her back. Creeping towards the door she shifts and a second later a see a silvery gold wolf dashing across the snow, her body low as she ran.

Her jaws snap close to my throat—dominant, victorious, merciless. Then something inside me howls—a last spark, a scream that refuses to die. I surge up, throwing her off with a burst of energy that splits the earth. Silence. I’m standing. Shaking. Bleeding. Still here. Lydia doesn’t get up right away. I haven’t won. But I haven’t lost. I’m still here. Barely. Rowan steps forward. “The Moon has seen,” he declares. “She holds power beyond her training. Potential no one’s seen before. But her control’s not there. Her place in this pack is…”

“Remember they only accepts born Alphas? And the academy is close to BloodFall’s boundary. If something is happening there… we need more than rumors.” One of the officers shifted his feets. “Perhaps another investigation—” “No,” the other interrupted. “We should infiltrate the academy. Someone capable of not being expelled quickly… before the next full moon.” Draven’s gaze slid toward Devon. “When is the next full moon?” “The day after Christmas, Alpha,” Devon replied. A slow, wicked grin stretched along Draven’s mouth. Everyone stiffened. That grin only appeared when Draven BloodFall was about to turn the world upside down.