Blood Domination Novels & Stories

It vibrated in my grip, singing to some deep, primitive part of me that hungered for blood. “Thank you.” I said. “Now, as to how you are going to get the chance, I leave that entirely up to you. But you should know, the power that lies within a mate bond will come in handy while fighting a vampire. Mutt or pureblood.” I stiffened at the reference to Delia and my bond once again and she raised up both hands in mock surrender. “I’m just saying. Don’t throw it away because of your perceived notion of what your mate must look like.”

Seeing that drop of blood made the Xiao ancestor angry because the risk was very high if even a small mistake was made during the extraction. "All right, if she is indeed carrying my offspring, then I will definitely help her. Let's test the blood!" Calmly, Xiao's ancestor scratched his hand and the blood on his hand fell into a small bottle in the saintess's hand. If they had the same blood, then the blood would mix together and there would be no rejection, but if not, then there would be rejection between the two different types of blood. Both of them thought it was impossible, but the blood in the bottles blended together without any problems. Not only that, but the color of the blood in

I said, my tone fierce enough to make her flinch. I took another step forward, desperate now. “Listen to me. Everything I’ve done, every lie, every secret, it was to protect you. Because your bloodline… it isn’t ordinary. You aren’t just another woman who happened to catch my attention. You are tied to something far older, far darker than either of us.” She went very still. “My bloodline,” she repeated slowly, like the words were foreign on her tongue. I nodded once, grimly. “The Blackwood prophecy.”

Leonardo murmured, his voice lower now, edged in something more than certainty—something deeper. I smirked, exhaling softly. “He already has.” Leonardo reached forward, brushing his fingers lightly over Orion’s hand, watching as our child curled his fist around the offered touch. Power wasn’t just ruled. It was inherited. And Orion had just claimed his place. Elena was gone, but the world didn’t remain silent. A new name surfaced—Dominic Renaud, a strategist from Geneva, a man whose influence stretched across European financial circles, but whose interests now centered on testing the strength of our reign.

…… ‘ thought Damian with a confused look as he looked at Angelo . “ Haaah ! Where do I find this kind of blood now ? “ asked Antonio . “ Antonio…..try thinking harder . Is there anyone in your family who has this type of blood ? “ asked Valeria . “ No , there isn’t . “ said Antonio crying . “ What about Angelo’s mother ? She shouldn’t have this type of blood since the blood type is hereditary only from the parents . “ said Damian trying to learn about who Angelo’s mother was . “ She died giving birth to Angelo . “ said Antonio with a hurt expression .

my brother asked with darting eyes. “Of course” I retorted “Right?” I turned to my mother, she didn’t reply, her body slowly drifting to ultimate weakness. “Mama, mama!” I cried trying to shake her off from comatose stage. Her silence intensified my anxiety, I could not imagine a world without her, I felt rage – complete anger for the system which has castrated the innocent civilians – made us prone to decimation, the system which has breaded ethical hatred where one ethnicity seems to suppress another.

"He took the woman's blood and ours and mixed them. I don't know what he did with the mixture. The following year he started injecting her blood into us." “While doing that, Dominic was always there. He's just watching in silence, and Kevin can't do anything, he's not in a rebel position." “From what we know. The prince was the first vampire to be born. She is a pure-blood vampire who has one hundred percent purity. Unlike before, this experiment only runs once a month.” “Each of us had an injection of the Prince's blood. We didn't feel any serious reactions unless we felt very strong energy suddenly flowing through our bodies."

Luciana breathed out in relief, ignoring the looks she was getting from her roommates. She began to ponder upon what she had learnt from the library. She learnt that almost all supernatural creatures have classes, depending on how pure their blood was. She also learnt that over the years, the royals have preserved their pure blood by only breeding with people with pure blood too. They also strengthen themselves by drinking blood from other creatures, most especially the sirens.

“The child is mine! Give me the vessel!” Damon snarled and shifted one arm into claws, slashing at her spectral form while still holding me. “Stay the fuck away from my mate and pup!” Victor attacked from the other side. “She belongs to the Blackthorn bloodline!” I was trapped between pain, pleasure, and two monsters trying to claim what was inside of me. What sort of shit had I gotten myself into? “Damon, I need you,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Inside me. Please. It helps.”