Blood Bender Novels & Stories

Breed got another bad feeling that this day’s shocks would never end. Rain spoke instead, “He needs blood.” Breed had already had enough of today as he tossed his hands up. “So? Give him some. We have a good supply.” He turned to leave. “I have other things to tend to.” “He needs your blood, Breed,” Cowboy stated quietly. Breed halted and turned to look at them both. “He has a rare blood type and we don’t have enough on hand,” Rain explained. “Your blood type.” Cowboy added. “But since your MC is going to murder him, why bother?” Babe spoke up from where she sat next to Blade’s bed. Tears filled her eyes as she held onto his limp hand.

The man who'd rejected me, who'd thrown away what he thought was his family for power, was finally realizing what he'd actually lost. "You want to know what I am, Bryan?" I shifted my babies closer, feeling their warmth, their strength. My voice dropped to a whisper. "I'm what happens when you mix Rivera blood magic with a mother's need to protect her children." The lights flickered again, but this time it wasn't a power failure. Energy crackled around me, making every wolf in the room take a step back. Except Ethan. As darkness crept into the edges of my vision – blood loss finally taking its toll – I saw Bryan reach for the twins one last time.

Blood poured down her skin. The Alpha froze. His face twisted in horror as he stumbled back, clutching his head and screaming like something was tearing him apart from the inside. The entire ring went silent. Bella stood shaking, blood dripping onto the dirt. “What’s wrong with him?” she demanded. No one answered. Then the air shifted. The bond snapped tight. Jake stepped into the ring. The feral Alpha backed away immediately. Jake’s eyes locked on Bella’s bleeding arm. Something dark crossed his face.

She was halfway across to her car when Sarah felt extreme pain emanating from her belly which forced her to grasp her abdomen. "No!... No! Not now!" she zealously protested. "This couldn't be happening again!" But the pain was too much. She couldn't bear it any longer. As a creature born out of the blood moon her destiny to metamorphose into a manananggal each time there is a blood moon is inevitable. Sharp bones protruded from her shoulders and with no warning bat wings emerged. She let out a loud deafening cry that echoed through the night as her upper torso separated itself from her lower limbs. With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness.

As I watched the car tear down the road, my heartbeat matched the speed on the screen. Then there was a loud bang. The driver jumped out to look. The footage shows two adults lying on the ground, and the victim's baby had been tossed a distant away. There was blood everywhere. It was so terrible that I almost couldn't watch. Charles and Freddie wiped at their eyes beside me. Then, unbelievably, Maeve said they weren't dead and backed the car up to run over them again. When the relatives saw that, they went completely berserk. "Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill them both!!

Pine nodded firmly. Kevin convinced herself. From behind, Julio walked over with a tray containing two silver vials, a syringe, and a dagger. Pine looked at the three items nervously. "I will support whatever your decision," said Kevin. Kevin also took one of the two cups, which was the blood cup. "Drink half of it, it will help you fight the pain later." Pine held this cup tightly, she kept looking at its contents feeling hesitant to drink it. The deep red liquid made her even more nervous. She knew that this was the blood of vampires and if she drank it then Pine could no longer retreat.

Undercover, he was too confident that the monster could hardly identify him. Unless . . . Cameras clicked, some flashed. When the African tribe passed in front of the thickest wave of spectators, a muffled shot was fired in unison to the beating of the drums. The banging of the bullets mingled with the cadence, drowned for anyone to have heard it. Almost a second later, Art slumped on the pavement, his hands curled up to cover his head. People nearby thought he was one of the drunkards who fell on the ground.

His eyes locked on the man and he looked down at the blood on the plastic sheet. It was fucking beautiful to look at. His whimpers of pain exhilarated Gage and he tapped the baton against Alejandro’s cheek. “Stay with me, Alejandro. The next part is going to be fun. I’m hoping you’ll really scream this time.” Gage dipped the tip of the baton into Alejandro’s blood on the sheet and grinned as he came to a standstill behind him. He rammed the baton into Alejandro’s anus, thrusting as hard as he could and Alejandro’s whole body arched, his feet leaving the floor as he screamed.

I saw the fear written in his face, the terror of the blood he had shed, his eyes coloured of marijuana. I should have protected him but he wouldn’t let me, just hit the gun with brute force on my head while I fell unconscious. I had reached out to him in my unconscious state of mind but he got farther away from me. My anger could not be quenched, what had they forged my brother to become?

With my trembling hands, I grabbed the handle of the door, and it had just opened when Bell's scream froze us. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned back only to see her pale face with widened eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands and panicked. We followed her gaze and stared at the sink. The sight I saw sent chills down my spine. Blood was flowing instead of water from the tap, which had blown us all away. I choked in the air as she showed us the blood across her lips. "I told you, Bell. But still, you didn't listen to me."