Blood Feud Book Novels & Stories

“This isn’t the original one.” “What do you mean?” “The original book disappeared decades ago.” “So... this is just a copy?” “One of the few remaining actually.” He opened the book slowly. Most of its pages had faded with time. Some had been torn away entirely. Others were covered with stains that looked disturbingly like dried blood. Serafina felt an odd ache in her chest. As though she had seen this book before. But still, it feels impossible for her. Darius turned several pages. “This kingdom was called Blood Moon.”

My inner beast feels like an absolute coward, unable to openly challenge the Afolayan mark to claim his heart, forcing my hand to run covert operations just to make Chika recognize my worth. "My calculations suggest Rebekah is holding the missing keys to this conspiracy. Her behavioral patterns are completely irregular. I will keep hunting her trackers for the sake of your unit," I promise. After a long, heavy pause, Chika lets out a tired sigh over the frequency. "Thank you, Malik. My unit will host a massive feast for your squad once this blood feud is fully resolved." I give a sharp nod to the empty cabin. "Consider it a contract. Order the most expensive raw cuts from the northern territ

"From now on, both of you must learn to protect yourselves. Now go to rest Yve, I will help your mother downstairs on making food for us. If any of you need anything, just call us downstairs alright?" I nodded on her last statement and let her leave the room. I can feel how unfair the world was towards us twins. I can feel the anger seeping through my blood because of this selfish people wanting to take our bloods. Whoever is that greater force Lady Molly was talking about, I will make sure they will suffer in my hands! They had done enough damage. Third Person's POV

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

I paused when my fingers landed on the book I had been previously reading, the one the King had told me specifically to stay away from. Without much thought, I grabbed the book and turned to the chapter I had last stopped on, it was called soulmates to the beast. I read for what felt like hours about what the villagers thought about the beast and I found myself growing more and more afraid, the more and more I read. He had wiped out villages all around the castle in a rampage of anger, he killed thousands of people and left their bodies in the street and only stopped once the sun began to rise again and the sky became painted as red as the blood on his body.

His expression is the same as mine and I let out a frustrated breath as I move to check on Raya. I notice that Adam checks on Luther, but I don’t pay much attention to him. I’m too focused on the girl in front of me, I feel helpless because I don’t know the best way to help her. Her skin is paler and there’s fang marks on her neck with a little bit of blood there. My voice is rough as I say, “He fed on her.” Adam’s voice is gruff as he responds solemnly, “I know.” He pauses, “Father is going to kill him.”

Maybe it was the death of his fellow thugs that got to him, or maybe he just didn’t want to die this way, because the minute Donn turned his attention to Rose who was coughing violently he fisted a handful of sand and threw it at Donn’s eyes. “Donovan!” Rose roared with her raspy voice but it was already too late by the time the man picked up a bat and swung it at his head. “Ting!” The sound echoed and while the man fled the scene Rose unlocked the door and jumped out of the car. It all happened so fast. Donovan’s hands flew to his head and when he withdrew he saw a palm full of blood. “…B-Blood” She breathed with a mortified expression, her gaze was fixed on the trickling of blood rolling d

She won’t even look me in the eye. The next morning, I learn that the Blood Takers have mostly been surviving on blood wine and whatever small prey they can hunt in the woods. Bright and early, I help them take down a bear. Bigger prey will provide us more blood and meat for the feeders. They’ve been giving the prisoners canned goods for nutrition, but I point out how that affects their health and the quality of their blood. It’s only the possibility of them being paid less for ‘subpar products’ that persuades the Blood Takers to let the feeders eat the bear meat.

Eirene was the youngest member of the Syndicate, barely two hundred years old. “Phoebe was close to death when Lucien turned her. It was the least he could do for his lifebond mate at the time”, she said calmly before turning to Lady Isolde. “If you say it is purely transactional, perhaps this counts as something good that Lucien did for Phoebe’s father.” Lady Isolde barely grunted, clearly hating the idea that she had been bested by her own argument. Lucien shared a look with Eirene, mouthing a playful ‘thank you’ to her.

He growls me. “Oh, I dare father because this has gone on for far too long. I mean since I am to be the next Alpha, I should know the reason for this stupid feud shouldn't I?” I asked him and the next thing I know a hardbacked book was flying towards my face but I was able to dodge it. “Good to see that youe reflex is still good. It doesn't matter what started the feud all tht matters is that we uphold it.” He tells me.