Blood Bender Novels & Stories

The one Noah showed me was rather unusually named "The God of Blood Bats". I looked at it again carefully and found a brief record of one thing on it. A hundred years ago, a nobleman of the Blood Race had discovered that there still existed a race of Blood Bats that almost no one knew about, the Blood Bats. Unlike other blood races, although blood bats suck blood, after sucking blood, their whole body will turn blood red. Sucking blood from the Blood Bats before draining them and using it on other Bloods will cause them to lose control and go berserk.

"You've been suppressing it for too long." She shook her head. "That's impossible. I'm not that strong." Kael crouched in front of her, his expression serious now. "You're not supposed to be. Not unless you were born with bound magic." She stared at him. "You keep saying that. What does it even mean?" He studied her wrist again, the mark still glowing faintly. "When two powers-demon and witch merge, they create something called the Bloodbound. A fusion. The last one nearly destroyed three realms."

“They’re interested in the Resonance.” She pointed to a specific marker on the chart—a sequence of genes that was highlighted in red. “The Ares bloodline has a specific genetic anomaly. It’s a hyper-sensitivity to environment. In the wrong hands, it leads to the paranoia and cruelty of your father and Laredo. But in the right hands—the hands of an architect, for instance—it leads to a nearly supernatural ability to manipulate space and perception.” I felt a cold shiver. My “gift” for architecture, the way I could feel the light and the shadows… it wasn’t a talent. It was a mutation.

“They’re desperate though. Six month contract. One-twenty total if you can stick it out but I bet anyone can make it that far.” Renee whistles low. “Damn.” “Yeah. But I wouldn’t do it for double. That family’s cursed.” The name sits in my chest like a stone. Petrova. “Wait.” Beth’s voice drops. “Isn’t that the family from that accident? A few years ago?” “Yeah. The daughter died. God. Lily… she was only fourteen. Brother was driving. Kai Petrova. Car got hit and she died at the scene. He’s in a wheelchair now.”

Perhaps it's effect is only mild. She poured a little of the blood in an empty glass she found on the table, then she added just a little ash and stirred. She frowned when nothing happened. Was the book wrong? If the book was wrong, the book wouldn't be restricted. She then added a little more ash, and the the blood began to foam. Interesting. She watched it closely, taking note of every single change. By the time the blood stopped foaming, it had turned black. She smiled. Now she wondered if this would work on the royal vampires. If only she could get their blood.

"No... no, please, Dante..." The pressure in my head reached a breaking point. A sharp, metallic taste flooded my mouth, and my vision went completely black around the edges. I knew if I waited another ten seconds, my fingers wouldn't work anymore. I didn't think about the monsters. I didn't think about the nightmare waiting for me on the other side of the needle. I just thought about the man dying on the floor. I jammed the needle straight into my thigh and shoved the plunger down.

"Indeed, Princess." "We just want to ask a bit of your consideration. We badly need the help of the magical healer from the west. And there's only one thing that could please him. The wine 'Blood of the Wise'. This is a very crucial time for us, Mr. Elixr. I hope you would understand." "Now I see where you're coming from." He nodded and went to the chair in front of the rectangular table. "Have a seat, Princess and gentlemen." I was about to sit but the ironclad arm around my waist stopped me.

I pulled two punches towards her face, knocking three of her teeth out and the next time I moved my legs a sharp pain resonated and I crashed to the floor. "What the hell-" I turned to find a white wolf, teeth deep into my legs. I recognized those eyes. Who wouldn't? They belonged to my boyfriend. The white night of Grimsborrow. Theodore Roosely. Seeing Theo here I knew in my heart he wasn't under any spell and he wasn't here to save me. My mother took this opportunity to strike me hard across the face. Everything went dark. When I came too, it felt like a ton of bricks had hit me.

"Wait. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Money, anything. I'm taking both of them with me." Ethan steadied himself and regained his composure as he locked his sharp eyes onto Amber. Anyone else might have been intimidated, but Amber was not one to scare easily. She did not even lift her gaze before waving her hand. Tara panicked as her tears spilled uncontrollably while Ethan's eyes stayed on her, filled with nothing but heartache and tenderness. At that moment, I probably looked like the greatest villain of all. It was as if I was someone who had torn apart the fated love story of two star-crossed lovers.