Blood On The Tide Novels & Stories

Saratan’s P.O.V "I own you, little vessel." His breath was icy against my neck as he leaned in, “Every drop of the blood thrumming through your veins belongs to me… and when you bore me, I’ll drain and stuff you." My pulse thudded erratically and I couldn't help the helpless tears that slid from my eyes, "P-please, don't kill me, I don’t want to be a blood vessel…" I whimpered, feeling my bladder give up on me and wetness flooded my thighs.

Not splashing. Not spilling. Moving. Slowly. Deliberately. Like something alive. My breath catches sharply in my throat as the thin streak of dried crimson begins to lift from the stone surface, peeling upward in a smooth ribbon that coils through the air like silk caught in an invisible current. “What..” I whisper. Leviath does not look at the blood. He looks at me. “This,” he says calmly, “is Blood Dominion.” The ribbon of blood twists gently between his fingers, suspended effortlessly, responding to the smallest flick of his wrist as though it obeys instinct rather than command.

No! The shot echoed in the clearing. Dante fell. Chaos Elena screamed. Antonio lunged at Alessandro, knocking him down. Marco and Luca ran toward Dante. Enzo grabbed De Luca, who was trying to escape. Andrea covered the others, gun in hand. "Dante!" Elena was at his side, her hands pressing on the wound. "Dante, look at me!" He opened his eyes. Blood was flowing from his shoulder; it wasn't fatal, but there was a lot.

"...I will use you." --- An alarm blared. Evelyn raised the Arclight gun and pulled the trigger. The silver bullet exploded, creating a blinding flash of light. Callen dodged quickly, his staff glowing. Two energy forces – holy blood and black blood – collided, exploding into a blinding white orb. Evelyn was thrown back, her back crashing into a glass pane. A container shattered, red blood spilling out like a living river. Callen stepped forward, his voice echoing through the room.

She'd actually brought the car back, probably planning to sell it off once things died down. "N-no… You won't find anything…" Maeve muttered, stunned. I asked, "What's wrong? Do you think there's nothing left because you deleted the dashcam footage?" I patted her shoulder and smiled. "Too bad for you—my dashcam automatically uploads to the cloud. Since everyone's here, let's all watch it together."

Crimson blood instantly burst out from Aria's mouth, her breath choked as Mayari continued to control her blood and let it flow out of her like a never ending vermilion fall. Because of the sudden outburst of the dragon's own blood, it took Aria by surprise and started weakening as she felt more gush out from her own veins. The tornado slowly fade away as Aria struggled to hold herself. The soldiers are immediately alarmed from the sudden turn of tables and quickly group themselves for further more instructions.

POV: Corin The first warning wasn’t a sound. It was a feeling. A pressure shift in the air beyond Bloodstone’s outer ridge, like the world itself inhaled sharply and forgot how to exhale. Then the horizon turned red. Not fire. Not sunset. Something worse. A moving stain that crawled across the land like spilled blood refusing to settle. “The Red Tide…” someone whispered beside me. I didn’t look away from it. Because if I did, I might miss the exact moment it became real.

He warned. Tide ignored him and turned back around, his SoulPearl pulling him toward that door he was reaching for the first time but the sound of a gun clicking concerned him so much he turned and faced the men once again but the third man pulled the trigger making the gunshot ring throughout the entire warehouse followed by the sound of heavy breathing and the smell of fresh blue merman's blood steadily dripping from an open wound in Tide's bare chest and unto the dirty Warehouse floor. Tide didn't even move, he didn't flinch from the bullet wound that was starting to heal slowly. Annoyed now, he met their gaze as his green eyes began to glow in anger.

To listen, and to wait. They told me I was born from prophecy. That my mother bled during the eclipse and bore me during the lunar tide. You are Moonblood, they said. One day, the tide will rise for you. And now here I am. The moon shifts and a pulse echoes behind my eyes. Pain lances through my skull like lightning, and I gasp, clutching my head. The world turns red. Not with fire, but with blood. And there’s Rhea, standing on an altar of flame, her arms outstretched and her eyes hollowed to ash.

"Just let me kill them already so the chaos realm can devour the universe dimension! There will only be one chaos realm from now, and no other universe." The Blood God muttered a spell, and a tidal wave of blood spanning over a thousand meters tall appeared behind him. He let out a cry of fury, and the bloody wave came rushing towards Wilbur and Augheimer. Just as it was about to reach the two men, it turned into an army of tall soldiers armed with battle axes that charged ahead. "We're going in!" Orkot and Fremont charged, casting attack after attack against the soldiers in the bloody wave. Yet the two men were too small, and it was not long before the bloody wave swallowed them and continu