Blood Bender Novels & Stories

The storage room was dark. The hallway light poured in from behind Derrick, illuminating a large stain of dark red across the floor. It stretched from the doorway where he stood all the way to the corner of the room. I was slumped against the wall with my head tilted slightly to one side. A dried wound cut across my temple. The area around it had swollen into a massive purple bruise, so swollen that one of my eyes was nearly unrecognizable. Blood from my nose had run past my lips and chin, smearing across my cheeks and ears.

Plenty of times, I have passed out on her from the stimulation and the overfeeding of my blood. Twenty-five years passed by, and still, The Lady of Bluestoria made sure to keep me a virgin and save my purity. Lady Candice never let Lord Cameron or any male Bampire fuck me because of my Blood type. You might not know this, but all Bampires have several different DNA genetics. I have the rarest one, and it is SD7.

Damion exclaims. “No, it wasn’t,” says Nadia, who had so far been only listening to their conversations. “Valkyrie didn’t choose the Oswyn bloodline. Binders are born in this bloodline only. This has been true since way before the vampires came about and the Junta has always been delegated the task of protecting the binder. A binder is used to bind the spell, just like the name suggests, so that its effects stay put.” “Oh,” says Tasha, “so she didn’t start this Oswyn bloodline thing, she found a binder and used her blood. Why didn’t the Junta try to stop her?”

They tried firing on him but missed him because his wolf reflex was super-fast. Getting to his car, he took over. He was still bleeding pretty badly. He pulled his phone out. “Mico, I need you.” He said out of breath. He didn’t want to die there, he needed to heal but they used silver on him. That shit hurts and is almost always deadly. Bobby had a small chance since he had Alpha blood.

Scarlet beams of light shot straight toward Adrian, aiming to kill him. Seeing this, the old hermit was shocked and urgently shouted, "Young man, dodge! Blood Banes not only have immense destructive power but also can disturb one’s mind. Their cumulative effect is terrifying. If they hit you, your consciousness might collapse!"

Every instruction repeated the same warning. Restraint. Restraint. Restraint. Apparently the Cantari who had written this had learned the hard way. But the next section caught my attention even more. Hemokinesis often appears alongside a secondary affinity. I leaned closer to the page. Metal manipulation. I blinked. Metal? The explanation followed immediately. Blood contains iron. Those capable of manipulating blood frequently demonstrate a secondary ability to influence other iron-based materials. My thoughts raced. Metal. Weapons. Tools. My gaze drifted briefly toward the forge down the street.

Minx said. "I don't deserve to be in anyone's life, I failed my child why would I want to involve myself with your child, what if I fail him too," Gordon said with tears in his eyes. Wendy sliced Gordon, Daisy, Gabriel, and Oliver's hands and put their blood in a bowl, she chanted some spells before she sliced Minx's hand and put her blood in the bowl lastly and after the spell she chanted again, the blood in the bowl dried like nothing was in there.