Blood God Novels & Stories

Rex asked, his curiosity piqued by his constant referring to them. “Grub ALWAYS love speak about his skin marks, hoping to see some of the crows to come down and listen to pass onto bone god,” Grub said, a broad smile plastering his face. “Ok, so who is the bone god?” “He is bone god, god of all and only lets heroes enter into halls of eternity for drinking and hunting if have enough good skin marks.”

I asked because I had never heard anything like it before. “It’s the name the Crone gave me many years ago. Ichor is kind of her way of teasing me for being a vampire. Ichor is the fluid that flows like blood in the veins of gods. Since the gods are immortal and vampires are immortal, given my diet consists mostly of blood it just stuck. Agatha and all of her children have all called me Ichor,” he explained.

Blakeney yelled. Oliver slowly opened his eyes and flinched as he saw his body engulfed in blue flames. He stared at his hands as if seeing them for the first time. The god within James took over again. “Use all of your anger, descendant of Hephaestus!” Authority dripped from every word. “Focus all of your being on your hands and force the fire to obey your will!” Oliver closed his eyes and breathed deeply, jaw clenched in concentration. The flame-covered hands began to tremble with exertion, but slowly the fire licked up from his feet, his legs, his stomach, and fused purposely on his chest and arms.

“Your siblings?” “Eris and Moros. She is the Goddess of Strife. She causes mayhem wherever she goes. She is apparently really stirring up the other realm. My brother Moros is the God of Doom. He drives mortals to their deaths. He can also drive various creatures as long as the aren't strong of will. My brother, Hypnos and I are going to stop them.” “How would a vampire have gotten a God and Goddess to do his dirty work for him?”

“Here is my god! Everything is here; you have successfully found it all.” “Excellent! In that case, since the battlefield has opened. Start the battle with a beautiful and relaxed style; keep them busy and let them see just how powerful your god’s strength is!” The Blood God snapped his fingers, and a crimson light pierced the forehead of every member of the Blood Sect. As if they’d been infused with fighting spirit, they all cheered with great enthusiasm.

A strange energy came rushing over, and Wilbur gasped upon recognizing it. This was the special power of one of the evil gods, the Blood God! Wilbur finally realized that Victor and Patrick had both become puppets of the Blood God. The Blood God was the real target that Wilbur should be going after!

A Puissant Power Bomb appeared in his palm. It was an extremely terrifying self-ignition bomb. The Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop found tens of such bombs with painstaking efforts when the mercenaries searched the ruins of an ancient sect's base in the Land of Divine Grace. These bombs could threaten the safety and life of God Realm Masters. Even a God Realm Master would be injured if one of these bombs exploded in the vicinity.

Everything that he just said flew in one ear and out the other. His gaze softened, “I am fine, Rebekka, we will talk all about it after it is done, okay? Right now, I need a vial of your blood.” I sighed deeply, “I have to come with you,” I said. “What?” he stared at me in confusion, “No, all we need is your blood, you don’t need to be there.” “Actually…” I reached for the book where Damon found the Wendigo and flipped the pages and showed it to him, “It states that the Blood of the Goddess needs to drop directly from the pulsing vein to the beating heart of the beast.”

• Psychological manipulation (gaslighting, mind games, blurred reality) • Dubious consent / non-consensual themes (coercion, power imbalances) • Obsession & possessiveness (stalking, toxic attachment, unhealthy control) • Graphic violence & gore (blood, injury, death, explicit descriptions) • Torture & pain infliction (psychological and physical torment) • Cults & rituals (dark family traditions, blood oaths, disturbing ceremonies) • Abuse & trauma (emotional, physical, sexual abuse) • Murder & death (brutal character deaths)

His hands were still tucked into his pocket and his eyes scrutinized the lady in front of him. The lady, Lilith, had caramel brown hair and skin. Her eyes were a deep blue color and her skin was spotless. Her skin glimmered under the bright shining moon, giving off the aura of a seductive goddess. She was truly a beauty and could melt even the coldest of hearts, to succumb to her will. She wore a deep black coat that covered her body, all the way to her knees. Her eyes were filled with a burning desire and not any kind of desire but they were filled with the desire to kill.