Blood Golem Novels & Stories

Like saying it out loud is its own kind of relief. "Don't talk," I say. I put my hands on him. The Moonblood knows what to do. I don't have to direct it or manage it or be afraid of it. It moves through me the way it has been waiting to move — not forced, not pushed, simply allowed. It finds the powder's trace in his blood the way light finds the edges of things in a dark room. Not by force. By nature. By the simple fact that where this kind of light goes, the things that hide in darkness cannot stay hidden.

From somewhere in the stronghold, Marcus's voice could be heard: "Aurora!" "Here! Third floor, east wing!" Elise created shadows—vampire magic at its most advanced, darkness that was physical, could trap and suffocate. The study went black. Aurora couldn't see, couldn't find references points. But she could feel. Hybrid senses worked differently than either parent species. She sensed Elise's movement through air displacement, through magic signature, through vibrations in the floor. When Elise attacked from the darkness, Aurora was ready. She caught the ancient vampire's arm, used her momentum to throw her through the window. Glass shattered. Elise fell three stories but landed easily, looki

She snapped her fingers again, and a suited man walked toward her with a bowl, while the first two pulled the man away. She opened the bowl and revealed the content inside, it was filled with blood. “Drink up…you will need your strength for what you are about to do.” She said to him and fed him the blood while he drank in small sips before it turned into large gulps.

And with the golem being made of indestructible ice, it had little need for a shield or armor. The ice prongs of the trident went right through Aki’s air dome and chipped the spot on the floor where Sasha had been just moments ago. It was good Aki had pulled him out of the way. The ice that composed the golem’s body was of a blue shade, which confirmed Aki’s theory that this labyrinth guard had been patterned after the fearsome Kali, the goddess of war and destruction in the folklore of the western plains. Though the golem was made of ice from head to foot, Aki could see the distinct grooves of a breastplate, armor skirt, and arm and leg bands.

If you touch the golem, kill you. A golem. A puppet made of dirt. I push myself up. April takes over again, the fur shielding my raw skin. The clay doll is walking toward us. In her right hand, she holds a long, thin silver sword. The metal gleams under the grey sky. I show my teeth in a grin. They think silver works on me. They think the poison on the edge will stop my heart. They do not know what I am. I spring. The golem swings the blade. The silver cuts a line across my cheek, but the wound closes before the blood can drip. I sink my fangs into her shoulder. The taste is dry, like eating dust.

As she finished I let go of my nose and called out to her. “Nena,I told you to be careful with sharp things.” Unlike others, Nena’s blood is quite rare. It gives off a very sweet smell that can make a vampire lose his senses. Good thing I can control myself very well. She looked back at me, “Ah! Sorry… The cutter slipped out of my hand when I was trying to cut the sticks… But I put the band-aid on immediately!” I walked to her and crouched, “Good work.” I softly patted her head, “Be careful next time.”

Alexis spread her arms, and closed her eyes for a moment on there right now. “Ego Alexis Calder. Hominibus puro sanguine in corpore toto. Purus lamia venator sanguis. Auxilium tuum peto venatores lamia in circuitu mundi. Ubicumque es, modo ad me veni. Auxilium tuum mihi opus est contra bellum cum lamis malis. Huc veni, quaeso, venatores lamia circum orbem. Adiuva me ut perficiam propositum vitae meae ut mala lamia ex hac terra deleam. Ponere posse stateram vitae nostrae, sicut venatores lamiae, boni lamiae, et homines. Ego Alexis Calder, venator vampire sangui- nis. Iterum te rogans, venatores lamia in circuitu mundi ad me veni et adiuva me ut hoc bellum vincas. Veni. et veni...” Alexis mutt

1000 years ago "òktus họ̀lliüm bolîûm stranga" "Grâstōna galián" "Isùlã gàronà drâmōn yéturâ" "The reign of the demon hybrid shall come when the supernatural realm shall be redeemed under the leadership of the Demon Hybrid"

Yman passed by on Kiko with a smug, before he used his Rapid Leap skill again to lose the trail of the three mini golems. Because of this, the golems suddenly stopped their pursuit. The aggro was gone after Yman left them at a specific distance. The mini golems were looking for the new target. And the one nearest at them was no other than that person with mana coating around his body and currently fighting some of their kind. The golem's eyes suddenly glowed in red as they pounced their massive body towards Kiko. Kiko wanted to cry. Even the spectators watching the scene were dumbfounded. What kind of horror was this? Everyone's thought. Only the random gulping sounds were discernible at the

Title-Blood Marshal had his head in the sky as he flipped through pages searching for a black rose, he found nothing but old pictures of roses, they seemed to be experiments on turning red roses into black roses. “What do you need?!.” Aiden asked. Marshal turned around and smiled. “I need a red rose!.” Marshal told Aiden and immediately he left. “What else?!.” Helios asked. “I need the blood of a goblin and Pixie!.” Marshal told Helios.