All Blood Demon Arts Novels & Stories

At that moment, Arden's cloud of blood exploded in midair and turned into a shower of blood, raining down on them. Arden couldn't help gasping. He had used a Demongate's spell that he had only just perceived. Even an elder would have found it extremely difficult to neutralize his cloud of blood, let alone Sebastian. After all, the cloud of blood wasn't tangible. It was like a cloud of air. A tangible form could be fought against, but how could one fight against air?

"You are mine. Only mine. You belong to me. You belong to Erix Drystan. And this is your fate. I'm your fate." No! The only thing echoed in my head right now. He can't be my fate. I can't be His. I don't want a monster in my fate. As if he could read my mind, he smirked evilly, "Alas! You are stuck with a demon not a monster." He is truly a demon. And I couldn't digest the fact that my fate made me meet this demon and I don't know what things he has planned for me. A demon in black clothes and with red eyes is now in my life now. And now I have to fight this fate of mine.

"Blood of the Wise is a very rare wine, Your Highness. It's one of our collection, but we only have one..." Fear was evident on Orion's voice but he sounded like he was implying that he can't give it to us because it's the only one. "I'm willing to pay. How much?" Demitri got something on his pocket, a pouch of gold I suppose, and it fell down before Orion's feet. "We can give you more if you want. Just give us the wine," Prince David said.

Probably hoping I’d mess up so he could scold me again. She coughed blood. I froze. Demons can bleed? “Oh shit,” I whispered. I rushed over, sat beside her, and cradled her head in my lap. “Hey! Can you hear me? Touch my hand if you can.” She groaned. “What is it, foul fiend?” “Please don’t die, okay? I’m not mentally prepared for that. And I don’t do well with blood!” She gave a weak chuckle, then removed the wing covering her body.

One faction is to serve the Palace as general servants while the other factions are to serve members of the Imperial Family. Blue is the colour scheme for the servants belonging to the faction of the Frost Palace, in short these servants directly serve the Third Prince Jin Huan. As for the others, the general servants are clad colours of dark maroon. As for the Emperor, the faction of servants appointed are naturally larger, they are clad in black. The faction which serves the emperor, the colour black truly makes them look more imposing. These people their positions may be that of a servant but their worth is comparable to those revered generals or martial arts masters.

Chris didn't budge, "Like I said, I don't care. I have to find the people behind my parents' death. They will pay. They will pay for everything." Chris flinched as he suddenly felt intense pain on his left wrist. He checked his wrist and an image started to etch on his skin. It felt like his skin is being seared, it continued for over a minute but Chris bore the pain. The pain stopped as soon as the image is completed. Image of a crown. "The contract has been completed." The demon gladly announced. Chris stared at the demon, "State your name demon." The demon laughed, completely delighted and amused with what is happening. “My name is Damien.”

BLOOD+ DANIELA GOMEZ The perfect doll. The counterpart and the puppet created as the perfect image and the alternate 'she' of the original Princess of Time and Space Dimension, Ai. The Vice-President of the popular paranormal club in the Royal Knights Academy, the Blood +. She is the only maiden of the family of Gomez after a thousand generation bloodline who bares the heavens blessing and the hell’s curse as an in-line family of Shaman, who protects the sacred temple of Deaths famously known as the Death Temple. She possesses the ability of a summoner can summon and call any mythical being from the other realm to be her vessel knight and the most powerful Shaman born after the last curse 10

"Devils are real. Humans will die if you split their bodies into two parts. But demons are not. Humans they consider like cattle to them. Seeing humans multiply with their offspring, seeing human greed, but they are blind when they see human nature full of love and affection." Eva stepped into that room, followed by Iris behind her while telling her what a demon was. Iris felt such a gloomy atmosphere spread out like empty air filled the room. "If they can't die by splitting their bodies or shooting them in the head. How can we fight them?" Iris asked, starting to believe the fairy tale a little. She saw Tommy, who was wiping his gun with a red cloth. The man who was the most sparing of smil

“At first, the prince was still aware of himself… but slowly, the demon took full control. Then came the strange deaths. Unexplainable events. Fear spread through the palace like a sickness.” Zayla’s eyes widened. “And… was there a way to stop it?” “Yes,” the woman replied, nodding once. “But it demanded the painter’s gift. Her late mother belonged to a rare clan, artists whose drawings were not mere images, but vessels of power. Their art could bind, awaken… even imprison.” She paused, staring into the fire. “Most in her mother’s bloodline could bring life into their creations. The painter, however, never believed she possessed such power.”

He took a seat on one of the chairs leaning back in a relaxed manner. "Correction, we don't call it the Blood Moon war. The perfect term for that is Geblutkrieg, I know it may sound complicated to pronounce this is what the Necrokeep shared to us. In the human world this is a European language. I'm sure you know it already that the Northern mountains separates us from the European region. The war started over at the North until the demons slowly attacked the Southern region of the Supernatural world. It was a bloody war of course, no one wants to talk about it." Passadio continued on. Iris stared at a big map plastered on the wall from afar. There are many things she wanted to accomplish rig