Blood Meridian Novels & Stories

she haunted, noticing the black vein that appeared in his forehead. Rhamione stepped forward, trying to grab her again but he went flying instead as his back hit the hard surface of the wall, he groaned in pain as he hit the floor, he brought his hand up to his chest, feeling a burn, he let out a cough, blood staining the shiny floor, he watched in horror as his blue blood turned black all of a sudden. Was he going to die? His angry orbs found Shailyn, finding a sadistic smirk on her face, not finding a form of sympathy in her eyes.

"I mean like what happened at Haltz, you treated them, didn't you?" Diana nodded, “I'm just trying to stop their bleeding. But you could say I did study medicine even though I'm not that great.” Then Diana was silent for a moment, “I'm curious about one thing, why is their blood black? I think your blood is red?” “That's because they're vampires that were hybridized with other vampires. My blood is red because I am a descendant from the main family—a vampire who was born not because of a sexual relationship, but because we were created,” Rai explained.

“He’s drowning right in front of me and I can’t reach him.” There’s a crack in her voice at the end. Small. Almost too small to notice. But I hear it. “I’ve tried everything,” she continues. “Therapists. Doctors. Different medications. Nothing works. And every time I hire someone new, every time I think maybe this person will be different, he pushes them away. He’s so angry and I don’t…” She trails off and look out the window. “I don’t know how to save him.” I should say something.

"This city is the heart of the world. It doesn't care about your struggle. It only cares about the Uplink." She grabbed me by the hair, forcing me to look at the central spire of the Obsidian City—a massive, transparent needle filled with a pulsing, violet liquid. "That is the Original Mercury," Elena whispered. "The blood of the planet. And your twins are the only ones who can trigger the flow. If I have to rip them out of you to save this world from the Spires' rot, I will." "You... won't..." I gasped, my fingers clawing at the obsidian floor.

I’m curious what they did. “Oh, hermana! You won’t believe how amazing Nyx’s blood is! It’s naturally producing Methylene Blue! That was originally lab created to help with malaria and was also known to have wound healing abilities, but Nyx naturally produces and it’s completely unheard of!” Mia said with a full-on smile.

“They’re exactly what we expected.” “Methylmercury is a small molecule. It enters the bloodstream, reaches the brain, and slowly eats away at brain cells. Over time, it breaches the blood-brain barrier and causes the patient’s symptoms,” she explained. James hadn’t expected her to solve another piece of the puzzle so quickly. He looked at her red, tired eyes and said gently, “You need to get some rest.” Miranda nodded. “You too.” As she stepped out of the lab, the cool night breeze brushing against her face, her phone rang again. It was Felix.

I leaned over and retched, but nothing came out but dry, yellow bile. I wasn't just sick. The "Liquid-Mercury" serum hadn't just changed Richard. It had changed me. The stress of the Silver-Shift, the proximity to the Harrington Alpha-blood, and the surge of mercury had triggered something my medical books said was impossible. My "Hibernating Wolf"—the dormant gene I’d ignored for thirty years—hadn't just woken up. It had triggered a second conception. A "Miracle" birth. I pressed my hand against my flat stomach. I could feel the heat. A localized fever.

that had failed the "Market Test." The Merchant-Beast stood on a platform of frozen code, holding Kaelen’s white-glass cage over the mercury. The "Genesis Gold" marrow of the boy was bleeding out into the air, creating a violet-gold fog that the beast was "Harvesting" into a series of small, mercury-vials.

What a twisted, moronic, merciless curse it was, made by dark magic that was just as mysterious as being a vampire. “I’ll update you once I get a breakthrough,” Mera stated once she got enough blood specimen in her tubes. She stood up and placed them inside her valise. “It is a waiting game now,” Cord remarked.

Dino’s POV I had never opened those files in many years, not out of secrecy, but because they were covered with excessive blood. They sat on my individual server, and were kept, closed over three layers of clearance, any movement or conversation thereof being neither noticed nor recalled by anyone save the dead. I read them tonight, since the name of Drina was never to be forgotten, and because I felt that silence was beginning to be a crime. The screen was dimly lit in the dark office in which I poured myself a drink that I was not determined to take. The capital of Madrid was extending beyond the glass walls, breathing life, unaware of the ghosts breathing within my empire.