Novel & Cerita Blood Drinker New World

But I can't hide things forever so, I will reveal the truth to her. "Oh you're talking about that cure? Yes there is a cure. You know what is it? It's the blood of Albino people," I heard Lucia gasped. I did not react to that but rather continue on informing her. "That's why the capital, and the King are eager to get your twins. People are calling them witches. People are out to drain their blood, Lucia. The reason why the King knows about it is because there's a book about that"

The air grew heavier with each passing hour, as though the world itself was bracing for something unnatural. Ever since the gods’ messenger appeared, the countdown had begun—seven days until the Day of the Blood Moon. Seven days to prepare. Seven days to survive. Ava sat beneath the twisted elder tree outside the sanctuary, the bark behind her pulsing faintly as if aware of her presence. The wind was sharp, slicing through the night with whispers. Her fingers traced the mark on her wrist—ever since she mixed her blood with Achi’s, the mark had darkened, a signal that something ancient had awakened.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.

Kenneth looks at the young man. "Peter, come with me." Peter nods and the two of them go to the rooftop to see Carson. "Sir, there it is." Kenneth takes the binoculars and looks through them. He shudders when he sees the hunter. The hunter, a creature from another world. With a compact diamond-shaped body, they had four long sharp legs, each one able to pierce and cut steel with almost no effort. They had no eyes but they could see in any direction, giving them omnipresent vision. They glowed with a menacing purple color.

Edward replied casually. During this time the vampire nation in the world of Draciana did drink human blood, but the blood was taken from humans who were dying and on the verge of death. They will kidnap the human to drink his blood, after which they will also return it to its original place. Not every day the vampires in the world of Draciana drink human blood, sometimes they also drink the blood of animals in the forest. Edward wasn't wrong, but the way he left the man's body lying there was wrong. "You're wrong, how can you suck human blood in the human world? What's more, you just left the human body like that?"

Seeing Daemon back to full health has eased my mind a bit now the only thing bothering me is how am I going to take a humans life this Saturday. My thirst is getting more worse day after day and my dad refused to feed me with animal blood before the day of my awakening "You can't go back to drinking animal blood after feeding on a human, we'll be buying blood from blood banks to quench your thirst whenever it becomes too much of a bother" My father had told me. Blood from blood banks cost a lot but my father has more than enough money to buy the bank itself so getting restock isnt the main issue..... I've been trying to think about the taste or how it would feel like to take a human life.

“Now the blood shall feed.” I tried to move, but the power rooted me in place. Auren stepped in front of me, his voice shaking. “Take me instead.” “You are bound. There is no instead.” The creature’s claws extended, brushing the ground. The cavern walls split open, revealing rivers of glowing blood running beneath the earth. The hum inside me turned into a roar. I screamed as the bond surged, trying to shield Auren—but instead of protecting him, the energy tore through both of us. The creature’s eyes flared, and I understood its hunger.

The House of Mortem; North of the Realm Kazamir's POV I sat at the table with Drustian, gobbling up food, and drinking up wine in a frenzy. The new moon is nigh, calling unto me to pay my debt. Blood. My body craved it. I needed blood to douse my raging nerves. The witch had told me the consequences of my greed would far outweigh the power it would give me, but I was too adamant to listen.

He threw a small bottle containing a thick black liquid that smelled like corpses into Julian's lap. "The blood of the oldest wizard of the Draconis Order. Drink it, and your dead wolf will be forcibly resurrected into a painless Berserker. You will be our leading pawn to break into the Vanguard base during the lunar eclipse in two nights." Julian looked at the bottle. Drinking it means he will lose his humanity permanently. He will become a lump of monster without common sense, eternal to suffer. But in his head was the image of Chloe's graceful smile and Alexander's spoiled hug from yesterday's news screen. Blind jealousy kills logic. Without hesitation, Julian pulled the lid off the glass

I see Blake watching me, and then he faces his food, I carry a glass and pour water into it, and I do the same with the other glass. “This is for you, you can open the wine though,” I say to him as I place one glass of water on the tray. I drink my water and instantly feel refreshed, although I am starting to et hungry for blood. I am surprised that Marcel did not add a glass of blood to our meal, it is because we are mated and we have drank from each other, it means we cannot have blood from another source except our mate. we can still tear out people’s throats but we cannot drink from them, Blake says to me, completely catching me off guard.