Full Moon Novels & Stories

Blood Moon Bride - Part 1 Isla stood barefoot in the moonlit clearing, the white silk dress clinging to her curves like a second skin. The fabric was thin, almost translucent under the crimson glow of the Blood Moon, leaving little to the imagination. Her heart hammered against her ribs as the entire pack gathered in a wide circle around the ancient stone altar. Hundreds of glowing eyes watched her with a mixture of hunger, curiosity, and reverence. Tonight was the Blood Moon Ceremony, the sacred night when the pack chose a human bride for their future Alpha to ensure strong bloodlines for the next generation.

The night sky grew dark, and silver rays of moonlight shone from above. Deep within the ancient Sacred Forest, a circular altar made of obsidian silently soaked in the moonlight. A one-eyed elderly Priest scattered silver powder across the ground to purify the space and banish all evil. Winona's post had a caption. [Dear Celine, I wish you happiness! I can't wait for the Alpha to arrive!] The group chat instantly flooded with messages. [Holy cow! It's actually all set up!]

Under the full moon, I let him go and freed myself too. From this moment, our paths would part completely, and we would owe each other nothing.

“Same here. You have no clue how much stress this is putting on me.” “Damn, I almost forgot," Leo said, reaching for a newspaper that had been sitting at the far end of the table. “I saw this earlier. I think it might explain why they picked the next full moon as the cutoff.” He passed me the paper, already opened to the life and sciences section. The headline was about the upcoming full moon being a supermoon. I skimmed the article. It described how a supermoon happens when the full moon comes as close to Earth as it possibly can. I looked up after finishing and frowned at Leo. “Do you think that

“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.

Becca POV. The steady, rhythmic beat of drums echoed through the streets, mingling with bursts of vibrant colors and lively music. It was a day in the month of June, when all the inhabitants of Havenwoods would come together to celebrate and feast. But as I looked around at the decorations and smiling faces, I couldn't help but feel that it was all for show. Every 13th of June, we gathered in the grand city hall to commemorate Haven Feast - a day where humans and werewolves supposedly celebrate their harmonious coexistence. But deep down, I knew it was all just a facade. Despite the cheerful atmosphere, I couldn't shake off the feeling that this celebration was nothing more than a hollow cha

“And I want you to have an open mind.” ---------------- NIGHT OF THE FULL MOON. (FORMER) LUNA CLAIR. I leaned my palms on the middle counter of the kitchen at the packhouse, staring at the basket of Catherine’s favorite snacks and bottles of cold water that I had prepared for her. The full moon would be at its peak in an hour, but heat varies from female to female. Some days it goes earlier than the peak of the full moon, and some days it comes later. But it would always come.

Bodies full of lacerations looked meaningless lying on the ground. This was the seconds leading up to the night of the full moon, the night where the werewolves changed to their true form. Theo, Alvin and Davian wiped the blood from their faces after a fierce battle. They were in a secluded forest on the edge of a lake where the light of the full moon would easily enter into view without being covered by the pollution of the city environment.