Blood Death Wish Novels & Stories

Offia whispered and Nwife opened his eyes widely. "Why did he give them a cut with the sword before burying them alive?" Nwife asked. "They said he was able to control their Spirit once their blood touches the enchanted sword. Normally, anyone who dies through such barbaric means would seek revenge, but once their blood is on the sword, they would be his slave forever and would do whatever he asks them to do. They kill whoever he sends them to kill," Offia explained and fear gripped Nwife. "He so wicked and the gods must punish him."

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

The feeling of guilt and the things he had seen had been traumatizing at first. Now he was emotionally numb to even the bloodiest death. His heart, if it was even still somewhere in his chest, was closed off to everything. “Ah, you’ve always seen through me,” Draven said. “I’m only here because I don’t have many souls to torment today. Our jobs feed each other after all.”

Derek looked at me with eyes wide open. I suddenly pulled off the sleeves of his shirt and saw the rotting wounds spreading through his arms. I said, "You've tried to kill yourself so many times, but you couldn't. That's why you want me to use witch's Element Fire to reduce you to ashes." His pupils dilated. He desperately wanted to cover the wounds on his arms, but there were just too many of them. "I will not let you have what you want. You will live as a walking dead for the rest of your life. You're a dead corpse right now and you'll continue to be a dead corpse like this until the last breath leaves your chest."

Heh- "But there are some shocking news too. Do you know any of his family members?" "They... They are all dead." "Ohh... I'm sorry about that." "What are the shocking news, doctor?" "The... um, his death... we couldn't have done anything at all for him even if there was a chance of him surviving." "What do you mean?" "His internal organs. They are gone." What'd he say? "Gone? To where? How?" "They... I presume they exploded." ...Say what now?!!!

Elijah nodded after sighing and played the next video. The image I saw on the screen made me scream; then I put a hand over my mouth and watched in horror as a damn sacrifice took place. In a pit lay dozens of bodies, like a Dantesque ritual of blood, and Nesko was leading a spell that caused the victims’ blood to come to life and collect itself in a vessel.

Her cloak whipped, hair soaked, black blood spreading across the floor like a giant petal. Azrael stood before her, smiling faintly. "You are killing yourself, Evelyn Cross. You cannot fight what flows in your veins." Evelyn closed her eyes. In her mind, Lucien appeared — his gaze in the blood-rain night, his warm hands, the promise never spoken. "If fate chose me as the Blood Heart… then let me use this heart to end fate." She drove the dagger into her own chest. Blood gushed like a fountain, pouring into the seal. A red-black explosion rocked the entire city.

I say taking a sip of my water His surprise showed on his face, "No?" He asks "Death!" I shouted for my mate In the snap of a finger, he was standing beside me, "Mhm?" He looks at me "Can you like get your friend away from me please, this is harassment," I sigh taking another sip of my water "Ares," Death addresses the guy tiredly "How did she do that?" He asks Death "Well she's a Goddess and she already found her mate, so your magic doesn't work on her," Death tells him

"When he was being rushed in and wheeled into surgery, I remember that he kept repeating something under his breath. "Something like… his birthday wish finally came true, or something along those lines. That might be what he cares about most deep down. If you want to try waking him up, you could start from there." Mom kept turning the doctor's words over in her mind. She murmured to herself, "A birthday wish? That's right… Zero has never once celebrated his birthday. He must really want that. But what was his birthday wish?" I wanted to tell her that my birthday wish was to die. All she needed to do was stop the treatment, and my wish would finally come true. Unfortunately, Mom couldn't hear

I had to find it, or I knew I would lose this. The scent of blood filled the air. Coulton leered down at me. "Let's see, if you are still holding on to it after your death. I always loved to do experiments." His smile was sinister with the black veins on his face. He grabbed a dagger from the back of his pants and pointed it straight at my heart. "What is your last wish?" He growled out. I saw two ther Vampires joining him. "That you will die a painful death, much more painful than mine," I said as I thrashed. But the second one was holding me down with his magic and his foot.