Blood Over Bright Haven Fanart Novels & Stories

Her voice dripped with venom. I raised an eyebrow. "I didn't steal anything. And who is Ace to you, anyway?" I shot back, my curiosity piqued. She cried, shaking her head frantically, and then yelled, “How dare you say his name?!” “How dare I?” I chuckled softly, giving her my best ‘did you miss your way’ look. Because, really, did she miss her way? “You’ll pay for this, you will, you spawn of the devil!” Heather deadpanned, her little friends had gotten her something to keep the blood from flowing. She pressed the paper towel to her nose, suppressing the blood.

Drake’s POV – I stir awake to the faint echoes of battle still humming through the air. The scent of blood clings to the wind, but the fighting is ending—our men and Baylee’s wolves are finishing off the last of the rogues. It doesn’t take long. When it’s over, Ben taps me, and I open my eyes with a groan, blinking as the sunlight hits me full in the face. “Damn, that’s bright,” I mumble, shielding my eyes. Beside me, Dain groans too, clutching his head as the last traces of poison seep from my body. Caron’s potion is working—cleansing, pushing out the darkness.

He stepped forward, his massive frame towering over the vampire as he looked down into the folds of the cloak. The Alpha's dark eyes instantly narrowed as he caught the visual markers of the crisis. Brynn’s face was pale, her soft jasmine scent heavily laced with the metallic, intoxicating tang of primordial vampire blood. But what Garick saw first—what caused his wolf instincts to flare with a protective panic—were the thin, smoky purple-and-black tracks of the Blood-born venom still faintly webbing across her collarbone. They were visibly fading, dissolving into her sun-kissed skin as Riheirk’s ancient, healing blood aggressively incinerated the last remnants of the poison from her system.

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”

With careful hands and patient hearts, we could now continue, producing more, stabilizing more, without fear of error. Plot Thirteen had remembered its purpose fully, and for the first time, the Haven could advance the creation of this bloodcraft with certainty. No longer a test, no longer fragile. Only potential, and a future within our grasp. The Haven of Shadows could finally begin to create a future where hunger would no longer dictate its terms.

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"I don't know, but it's what Sarnus left on my arm with the bones from his wings before he died." I answered truthfully. "Why didn't you tell me?" Noah tensed up at once, and his breath began to catch. "What's wrong with that? I just thought he wouldn't hurt me, so ......" I explained to Noah that I trusted Sarnus. "This is one of the oldest secret arts of the blood race, what it does is return the half of your life that belongs to me to me and it will be when you are at your weakest, if you are a blood race there is still a chance you will survive, but a human ...... will die."

I have somewhat my dream job, and a dream relationship and so I am happy. I’m not where I want to be but hell, I’m not where I used to be so a win, is a win! The Vampire Apocalypse—as termed by the media—that occurred five years ago has nothing to do with my life and I couldn’t care less about it. I have never come in contact with a vampire and I don’t wish to. Not that I have anything against them. Ha-ha, let me let you in on a little secret. I, Saratan Credi, the most straight-faced goal-getter in RainCloud Works secretly harbor a fan girl crush on vampire aesthetics.

Prince Evan butt in. "The mountain spirit said there's a bordello in the small community beyond this forest. There, we will find a man named Orion. We can ask him about a wine called Blood of the Wise. That is what we need to please the magical healer." "But wait. Bordello?" My brows furrowed when I realized what word was used. "Oh. Sounds like a good place." Prince Evan smirked. He exactly knows what to expect in that kind of place. Probably because he's a regular or what.

Duly noted. “Acelin, it’s good to see you.” “You as well. Araya, this is Dr. Thana. She leads the research department.” “So I guess you need to take some of my blood,” I asked looking up to her. I was a little nervous. I hated giving blood in general. It always made me queasy. But now I was giving my blood to vampires. Somehow that didn’t seem to be the best idea I’ve ever had. “Try to stay calm. There is no need to worry.” Acelin spoke to me seemingly sensing my discomfort. I nodded at him and hopped up in the chair laying my arms down wrists up.