Blood Drinker New World Novels & Stories

She’s getting thirsty and her mate’s blood is right in front of her. “If you swear yourself to me, you drink my blood. My blood contains Leana’s, which means that like me, and now Demetrius, you would become a day walker.” Mehira jerks out of Alpha Leonardo’s arms and is in front of Drake in an instant. “A day walker. Prove it,” she says, the thought of her thirst long gone. “Demetrius,” Drake says, calling him over. Demetrius’ eyes go wide. “You want me to walk in the sun?”

Whatever it was, melted and left a cool sensation in my mouth. Moments later, everything turned back to normal again. When I looked up at him, he was still sitting in the same position, twirling his glass of wine- blood. “Over the years, our world evolved. We came up with a new way to drink blood. Especially for young bloods. Raw untainted blood can unleash our powers, and when that happens-” He paused and looked straight into my eyes. “When that happens?” I prompted him. I was caught by his abrupt stare that my hands turned clammy with sweat.

Tommy walked over to Iris and pulled her hand slowly toward the table. He then took out a knife and suddenly slashed her index finger. The movement was so fast that Iris herself didn't have time to wince in pain. "Only the blood of Hunters can kill demons. And you are a Hunter, Iris. You are destined to possess that blood to exterminate demons." Eva said while collecting Iris's blood drop into a stainless steel container. Iris winced in pain as Tommy deliberately pressed hard against the incision on her index finger to force the blood to stop flowing out. Then he wrapped the incision with a cloth and gave her a lemon.

Just before I succumb to the darkness that pulls me, I hear it… “White hair. A gene of the moonblood line. Cursed. Prophecies surround them.” It’s a whisper in a foreign language. But somehow, I understand it. “The rest of them were killed. She’s the last of their kind, she must be killed.” And I succumb to the blackness. I don’t struggle, no, I go willingly. But just before my mind blanks, I make up my mind. When I wake up, I will leave Ashbane pack. I will run, and I will hide.

It doesn’t take long. I find it—coiled, alive, a hungry thing latched onto his spirit. The moment I try to pull it out, it resists like a serpent snapping its fangs. The darkness rebounds violently, snapping back to him with every tug, wrapping itself tighter like barbed wire. I realize, with sickening clarity, that it’s feeding off him. Drawing strength from his blood. His life. He’s not just poisoned—he’s being consumed. Desperation claws at me. I try again. And again.

“Any last words? “I question him, and horror clouds his face. “Eliza, please have mercy on me. Don't kill me. I have kids… “He begins, but I cut him off. “Wrong words. “I reply, and I feel my hand slice of through the air. Warm blood cloths my fingers, and I stare down at my driver, who now has a bloody neck. I stare at him in awe and bend towards him. I take my mouth towards the wound and suck lightly. I sigh as the warm liquid flows over and covers my tongue. It feels so foreign and metallic but tastes so good. Rich and perfect. I sit beside him and begin to suck harder. The more blood I consume, the sleepier I become. I battle to stay awake as I feel tired, but my body isn't. I can feel m

order Zane "No, I'm fine it just.... I havent fed for a couple days" I said "Shit... I'll get the maid to bring up some blood" Bryan said "That the thing I cant drink human blood it's like drinking sliver. I can only drink supernatural blood" the twins stiffen at my words. However my throat was dry and burned with hunger.

“I mean really. Like you’re best buds or something.” I shook my head and sighed, trying to lose myself in Rom battling these blobby aliens whose tongues turned into drills that bored into a person’s skull and ate their brains so the aliens could become them. It was a little cruel but as Jake clattered to a stop I wondered if that’s why he didn’t fit in. Maybe he was like one of these aliens. After eating the brains of the “real” Jake Burns a few years ago, he’d never learned how to act like the rest of us.

There is now less fun since they have developed methods that counteract the demonic power because of their intelligence Bloodrink clan, one of my favourites, is what humans would call vampires, but it is more complex than that. Dreck blood is their champion in these games. Its members are lethal, they feed on the blood of their victims, but they also temporarily acquire their abilities, appearance, or powers. A demon would find that advantageous.

I lost my balance as I fell on the ground, he smiled wickedly, his face showing his victory, my legs could not stand, I just kept on crawling backwards with my gaze fixed on him. I had accepted my fate, it was all going to be over. Soon … very soon, I would be in a lifeless state, I wondered if the machete would hurt as much as I had anticipated, prick through my skin, stop my heart slowly. Imagining this brief moment of the afterworld, maybe I would get to see my parents, my brother, Elsie in the afterworld but I had killed a man, my dark mind reminded me. What if I was going to hell? To total damnation because of my sin. The red eyed man stepped closer to me then raised his hands to slice