All Chapters of Blood Moon: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Lay down, Skylar" Dya advised. Skylar bobbed before laying down on the mattress, wearing a singlet and blue shorts. She interlocked her hands on her stomach... "I'm still not sure about this" Shailyn twirled as she watched her friend lay on the bed. It was time to inaugurate the revolution and Shailyn wasn't so confident anymore. "I will be fine" Skylar persuaded with a trivial smile, her heart thumping in her chest as she ogled at her comrade. Truth be told, she was also frightened but she had to do it. She would never be the same again, another being would now inhabit her body. "What if..." Skylar rapidly pitched in. "I will be fine, nothing will transpire. I will only attain some memories"  Dya stepped forward, placing a solacing hand on Shailyn's shoulder. "It's going to be fine as long as no one interrupts" "How long is she goi

"Elder Elvinia?" The name left her throat before she could stop herself as she gaped at the woman, standing elegant in front of them, covered in a royal cloak that had the fae seal, staring at them with her undisturbed white orbs, standing out in her black clothing. "What are you doing here?" Shailyn blunted and the woman raised an eyebrow, clearly unamused. She slowly took off the hood, revealing her black hair, hiding the rest beneath the cloak. "I am not impressed, Shailyn" she stated, so calm and collected, Shailyn couldn't help but wonder if this woman came to get her or something else. "I do not appreciate transpassing, Fae!" Dya growled but elder Elvinia gave her a blank look. "I do not care," she said, her eyes never for once leaving Shailyn, making the young fairy gloom in awkwardness. Elder Elvinia was influential, among the five faes that made up t

She didn't try to pay attention nor did she want to but she could perceive the presence even in her slumber.   She paid no attention to it as she continued what she was doing, picking flowers into her basket, in a huge flower garden she had been cultivating for the past twenty or more years, she lost count, not that it carried weight.   Gradually, she picked up a little rose and brought it to her nose, inhaling the soothing and fresh fragrance of it, she brought it before her gaze, and instantly the red rose turned a pitch black in her arms, and slowly, it faded into ashes and the specks of dust flee across the sky.   "He was never like a rose, always been dark" she scoffed and picked up a sunflower, putting it into her basket with a smile. "It's either you come out or I came you" she turned sharply and her eyes flashed a furious shade of gold and a being appeared before her.    Skin pale as the

She was aglow as she stared at the cheval glass on the wall of her tiny boudoir. She brought her hand down and brushed her palm against the soft grain of the ball ensemble that fell reaching her ankles, almost sliding the floor.  The skirt fitted snugly against the torso, usually with a low neckline, and blooms out into a full skirt. Her hands traced on the patterns and snowflakedesigns, penny plain yet sophisticated and hand-made. Would the King notice her in her dress, she stared at her reflection once more, taking in the light cosmetics on her face, the way her lips bloomed with the red lips stain, and the way her back hair was tied in a high ponytail, no-frills. "Devika?!"  Hearing her name, the youthful maiden turned to find her mother standing at the entrance of her chamber, staring at her in awe with her white hand over her mouth. The woman gasped, starin

She shimmered extensively as she trailed her fingers on the embankments of the palace. For a second she shirked her rationale for chaperoning the cotillion as she feasted her eyes instead, traipsing around the palace like it was her new home, and for some queerish reason, she felt amicable and homely and for the reason for treading around aimlessly was because her wolf was nagging in her head, yearning for an exploit around the palace. Devika couldn't refuse that, especially when it was her first time being in this place and she wouldn't let such an adventure slip by her. She abruptly came to a stop in front of a garden, she stared in awe at the different flowers. Giggling to herself, she stepped forward, walking in their midst, loving how the moon illuminated on them, making them glow in the dark while the fresh smell of nature lingered in the air. She squatted and picked up a rose, she brushed it up to her nose and inhaled but instead of getting the amazing flowery bouquet from it