Blood Golem Novels & Stories

I wasn’t so certain this magic would resist those kinds of weapons. “Golems can be used as sentinels to ward off the first rounds of attack.” Aerin sorted through the stones. “We make them from Earth clay, then leave them to dry. When they are called forth they become stone and moss, part of nature itself. These Golems will withstand the first assault of the Dark Elves, and buy us more time.” “The same clay we used to make our wands with?” I questioned, pulling my Druidic rod from my bag.

A gigantic stone door that was painted gold with mini-statuettes of the ancient beast, the kirin and various symbolic carvings stood in their way. The travellers understood from Xiyu’s explanation of the mechanics behind the access door that only her blood was able to open the door. She believed that because she was a descendant of Muxue Yan, her blood was worthy enough. Dongyue felt his chest ache slightly upon seeing her bite hard on her finger to yield a few drops of blood, which she smeared on one of the mini-statuettes. This, she confirmed, was what was required to open the door.

The academy gates loomed ahead, massive black iron twisted into the shape of thorned vines. It glowed faintly along the metal, humming with magic that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. Two guards stood at the entrance, both armed with blades that looked older than the city itself. One was a vampire, pale as moonlight with eyes like melted gold. The other… I didn’t even know. His skin shimmered faintly, like his shape was never fully fixed in one form. They scanned us, eyes lingering on me, but Davorin murmured something under his breath and they stepped aside.

"Get behind me!" ​The hound squeezed through the door, followed by two more. They were the size of horses, their bodies shifting and blurring like smoke in the wind. One lunged. Kael caught it on his shield, the force of the impact sending him skidding back. He sliced through the creature’s neck, but it didn't bleed—it simply reformed a second later. ​"You can't kill them while the field is up!" Kael shouted over the roars. "Seraphina, the anchor! You have to use your own blood! The Bloodbound mark can bypass the ward!"

Zephyr remember vividly his turning was not the greatest. It was not like the phasing that purebloods go through. Your body actually dies and the sun is highly lethal to the skin. The vampire that had turned him laughed as he had to crawl to a safe place as his body was throwing up everything that was human in his system. The sun had started to rise, his master left him to die in the sun. Belle noticed Zephyr had went silent, his eyes went distant.

The world choke violently,all the creatures and beings felt the power and feared greatly,even the human world was in chaos,the chaos of the Ruthless Jonas was able to locate them,on reaching the spot he ran to Gavin and healed him immediately,Gavin stood up and made eye contact with Jonas and they ran after the king using their spiritual energy The king is already lost control and if they leave him he might destroy their world,Jonas can not watch that happen,he had been there for an unknown reason best known to him and he only lived to fulfill the quest and he will watch the Bloody Vampire King being born

he firmly said, but there is a longing in his eyes and sadness clouded his features. Here I am depressed over a day without Aria by my side and yet Yang spent two centuries away from Yin. He's been worried sick about her and missing her badly. It took him this long to finally rescue her. "Enough with the drama and tell us what we are dealing with in Death Valley?" Hiro finally said something sensible. "The Death Valley is filled with a golem that is controlled by a powerful witch," he seriously said. "I've heard about the golems before from the underworld. They are usually made out of clay or mud and very strong," I shared the information I've learned from the underworld.

They rolled him around until he sat on the floor, his whole body trembling from head to foot. The man—if he could be called that—was filthy, his clothes shredded and caked in dirt. His skin was too pale, almost translucent in the evening glow, and veins spiderwebbed sickly beneath it. His pupils were blown wide, giving him a feral, half-crazed look. I sniffed again and sure enough, I could sense the human... but there was something else. Something twisted and rotten like death and dark magic. It made me even tenser. “What the hell is he?” muttered Jorah, one of the Gamma’s beside me.

"I couldn't help but notice an increase in bear sightings and other anomalies within our territory recently. It's my belief that the creature summoned during the greater ritual may have been called forth before, wreaking havoc on the ecosystem." Fenrir's brow furrowed in contemplation as he absorbed Gonzales's words, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily upon him. "Lycidas gave us a brief account of what occurred," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "But the details are still unclear. He mentioned that Mia - the individual most attuned to the Blood Moon prophecy - fought off the creature. It attempted to escape with the person being healed, but Mia pursued and retrieved her.

“Then we’ll give them something else to fear.” Darius crossed his arms. “You’re not alone anymore, Ava. Let the gods tremble.” Marcus gave a slow nod. “Let them come.” The seer placed a gentle hand on Ava’s shoulder. “Then it begins. The countdown to the blood moon. The war of old blood and new.” Ava looked toward the dark sky beyond the chamber’s stone ceiling, her eyes steady, her voice clear. “Let the gods watch. I was born of dusk and twin blood… but I will rise as something they never foresaw.”