Blood On The Sun Novels & Stories

He needs immediate care because it looks like he had lost a lot of blood. The early morning sun rises on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the sky. Its soft rays pierce through the cool, misty air, creating a serene atmosphere that calms the senses and soothes the soul. The sun's vibrant light illuminates the world, revealing the intricate details of nature and painting the landscape with shades of orange, pink, and red.

The sun rose. Minghao felt the warm air hit his face like the blade of a shredding knife. Bodies of fallen enemies laid around him. The smell of flesh and metallic from both sides together with the dust made him feel sick. He looked down and saw his blood seeped through his crumpled shirt, leaving a dark red patch on it. The crimson liquid dripped off his fingertips and landed on the ground like an abandoned ink pen with ink cascading across the floor.

Atlas’ POV The sun… when you think about it, it kind of sounds unbelievable. A flaming ball suspended in the sky that makes it possible for life to exist on this hellhole called Earth. It feeds the plants we rely on, provides us with heat, light, and warmth. As a Floridian, there were days I’d just bask in its glory. Without it, would any of us be here? It was such an important part of life, and yet in that particular moment I cursed its existence as it peeked through the window shining down on my sleeping beauty. The way her skin glistened underneath was a sight to see, but it was also a reminder of who she was; not a vampire, but a hybrid. I guess the question about can she survive in sunl

Suddenly, a sharp searing pain rips from my chest and I scream , doubling over. What's happening to me? It feels like my bones are lit on fire with my veins surging with a strange energy. My head unconsciously lifts to the window. The moon bleeds red. The streaks of light that I saw earlier come from the moon. Is this the blood moon that Alera spoke about? It's ominous hue sends chill down my spine but that's not what's important now. What I care about is what the hell is happening to me. Another waves hit me and I cough, spluttering out dark blood.

I asked. "The Blood Moon Crystal is ancient," he said. "Older than any of the packs, older than the current bloodlines. The legends around it are not consistent, different sources say different things, but the one thing they all agree on is that it amplifies what is already present." He leaned forward slightly, his elbows on his knees. "In a wolf with ordinary strength it would do very little. In someone carrying something exceptional, something rare, it would unlock that thing completely." I thought about what Riven had told me in the cell. The red light filling the room. Seraphis rising inside me like something surfacing from deep water.

Doc The basin before me was a dark, pinkish hue, thick and viscous, like the last glow of sunset smeared across the water. I reached in, wringing a rag out with a slow, deliberate motion, feeling the resistance of the deep stain. It’s funny—this routine, mundane as it sounds, somehow felt like a ritual. A cleansing for what I’d just done, and a quiet acknowledgment of the darker things I’d tolerated in myself.

The room felt too small for the five of us to stand in. For a moment, she witnessed something she hadn’t before: a minor act of violence between the Alphas. Kael’s hand brushed against Dante’s shoulder with more force than necessary, a silent claim, a warning, and a spark of tension that could ignite at any second. Aria’s chest tightened further. The bond reacted instinctively, warmth spreading through her body, the connection between them all pulsing with energy she didn’t yet understand. Selena leaned back, observing with detached satisfaction. “Interesting,” she murmured. “So fragile, so volatile. A girl, and three wolves, and yet even a whisper of doubt shakes them. How… charming.”

Gone. The room became quiet. Too quiet. Just the fire crackling softly. Just my heart beating fast. Just the wind outside the windows. I walked slowly toward the mirror. Big mirror. Gold frame. Fancy. I looked small in it. Lost. With shaking hands, I moved my hair away from my neck. Slow. Scared of what I'd find. At first, nothing. Just skin. Pale. Normal. The same as always. Then... A faint silver glow appeared under my skin. Soft. Pulsing. Like moonlight trapped inside me. Like something waking up. Something alive.

Blood welled, dark and thick, dripping steadily onto the sheets. The runes drank it. The silk pulsed, heat rushing beneath my back. My stomach clenched as warmth spread through me, settling low, in my womb. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Next was Aiden. He didn’t hide his disgust as he approached, his icy eyes narrowing on me. He cut his palm with deliberate slowness, as if savoring the moment, and let his blood fall. The runes blazed brighter. The warmth inside me grew hotter, invasive.

“Don’t put her in danger.” Ingrid smiled slightly. “Just a drop of blood.” Lilith took a deep breath, then Ingrid handed her a small silver needle. “Use this.” Lilith gently pricked her fingertip. A drop of red blood slowly appeared. But its color looked slightly different now. It was a deep red with a golden sheen that was only visible for a moment when hit by sunlight. Selene’s eyes widened instantly. “That...”