Blood Lad Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I heard screams again from another hallway; I stopped and saw Lilian walking quickly with an IV needle still attached to her arm. She cried bitterly while holding her chest. Lucan is her adopted child, she must feel the loss as a mother. "He can't be dead, no... He's the best Lycan; I know if he faints, he can still live. He's strong, My Lucan, Lucan—" Even though he can recover, I am the winner; I got Esme, and his fate with Esme is over.

After he left, Amelia curled herself into a fury ball, spacing out and replaying the same scene again and again about how her parents didn't ask her to stay and declared their decision, forcing her to comply with it. She slapped herself multiple times. “Stop it, Amelia. It's not them who abandoned you. You left them. Where there is no respect, there's no need to stay. You did a good job by taking that decision,” she convinced herself. She lay down and saw a book on the side. She was getting bored anyway, so reading a book was no bad idea. While she was reading the book about supernatural beings, she suddenly remembered the infant Lycan prince. It's not like she witnessed it herself, but she

“You are completely delusional. Here just so you will get the point. I, Spencer Sanderson…” “No wait..” “Vampire Werewolf hybrid, Daughter of the Alpha of a Fallen Pack…” “Please!” He drops to his knees. “On behalf of myself and my wolf Lily accept the rejection of Wilder Silvers.” The pain is like nothing I have ever felt and like nothing I have ever experienced everything goes black as the pain causes me to lose consciousness.

"The... the tether... it’s the only line left. If the carriage drops... the child’s baseline... will be formatted by the impact." "We're not dropping, Dante," I whispered, my teeth grinding together until my gums bled. I reached out with my left hand, wrapping my fingers around his massive, matted ear while my right arm held the little girl against my heart. I didn't push the baseline debt down this time. I drew the raw, unrefined Lycan marrow-ore straight out of his chest, combining it with the pitch-black Void inside my pelvis until my skin started to crack, emitting thin, vertical tendrils of light-drinking shadow.

Elder Marcus added " That was too harsh and I never think of you that way, " Stefan faked a pitiful face then Elder Marcus first daughter walk past them, Stefan licked his lips. " I like your daughter. She would be fit for a Luna, don't you think? " He asked and wink at him Elder marcus growl, " I'm not in the mood for jokes , take your filthy eyes off my daughter she already has a mate! " He yelled banging his fist on the table.

Ryder, Valery, Jacoby, Michelle, and Thane all jump up and run after Embry and Osric out the door. “It’s ok I’ve got you, Ma can you get some water?” Dad fusses, he holds me up and guides me into the dining room to the chair next to Liliana who looks like she feels similar. “You can feel it?” I ask while reaching over and place my arm against hers comforted by the familiar touch. “Ryder too Mummo says it’s because we’re Betas… It’s like a dull ache, it’s only bad the first few seconds after she’s hit, I think it’s her mate,” Liliana winces with Aiden in her arms while he sucks on his hand.

I really want to see what he looks like, While daydreaming about his looks I let my chin be lifted. Does this guy have an obsession with my chin, But wait! Why does his face keep zooming in? Just when I couldn't get out of the shock, my lips Suddenly hurt. It was then I realized that this guy just bit me. I could almost taste my own blood "If you want to train, Just tell me. If you leave again, I don't know what I will do with you. Drinking the blood of the Moon Goddess daughter will be very exciting" Still in shock, I could only watch him slowly lick off the blood from my lips.

Haydee I had wanted a father my whole life. I built one on cold nights the way a starved child builds a feast in her head, then took him apart by morning so the wanting could not cut me. Now a blind woman in a burning yard had handed me one whole, and he was worse than the blank had ever been. The first Alpha of Bloodpine. Lucien's own blood. My name already inked in a betrothal in his vault. The words would not sit still in me. If they were true, then the man who had courted me with gowns and rooms and cold patient kindness had been courting his own kin. Then the contract binding me to him was not law. It was rot dressed as law.

When he found out his twenty one-year-old girl was mated to a thirty-year-old Lycan King, our friendship was going to end with him pointing a silver-loaded shotgun at my head. But I didn't care. Suddenly, the wind changed direction. A scent hit me. Bright, electrifying lemon mixed with wild roses. “Mate.” Paul growled, his voice trembling with a desperate, feral hunger. “She's close. Alaric, hurry!” I pushed my legs harder, a smirk touching my lips. Then, the breeze shifted again. The lemon scent was suddenly choked by something thick. Metallic. Sickeningly sweet. Blood. Fresh, pouring blood. Mixed with the unmistakable, acrid stench of black wolfsbane.

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."