Blood Quirk Ideas Novels & Stories

Please. The Queen looks up from her table full of medical supplies and shakes her head. Confusion fills her eyes. “No. Nothing is wrong. I’m wanting to see if I can isolate and reproduce the qualities in your blood which provide the healing powers to my son, your brother, and Bethany. If I can isolate what makes your blood different from others, I can generate enough for whatever may come our way.” My eyebrows knot together as I tilt my head and stare at her. “I don’t understand. Yes, my blood heals people faster, both lycans and werewolves. But what does that have to do with trying to isolate the reason for it?”

I asked, smacking off her hands from my feet. " Because I'm justice and you are prejudiced. You can not get your filthy hands on me , Scarlett," I added. Her face lost an ounce of emotion and she just looked at me blankly. As if she was able to see her end in my eyes. That's right, I used my hallucination magic to create fake scenarios for Scarlett to believe. The fact that I have inherited my mother's Elf's blood, her magic was passed on me. It was just I wasn't aware of it...

I gently cut my fingertip with my teeth, and a drop of jewel-like red blood welled up from the wound. I put my finger underneath his nose. Gradually the blood began to vaporize. The jewel-like sparkle fading away, turning into a haze that burrowed into his nostrils. "Ah! Stop it! Stop–uh... uh!" John spat out a pool of black blood from his mouth, gasping for air. My blood was both a poison and a good medicine for mortals. The right dose did have the ability to bring back the dead, but too large a dose would also make them go insane.

I sometimes felt that I was intrigued by the mystery which had engulfed her. I couldn't read her mind, and I couldn't Compel her. You couldn't blame me for being amused. We later found out that she was a Quetet. A bloodline of people with sacred blood. It was her blood Suzana had given us to drink before she turned us into these amazing creatures. She also had the power to neutralize the spell, which made me feel human when I was around her, and when she was still human.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

This was the opportunity that I was waiting for and the foolish woman had presented it to me herself on a platter. “Alpha Leo,” I softly called out my ex and he turned towards me, almost towering me with his huge chest. “My Queen?” He rasped. Quinn almost lost her cool and saw red but reigned in her temper to keep up her innocent and betrayed act. “Alpha Leo, can you please tell me what happens to someone who sucks someone else’s power by force over a long time?” I asked, my voice turning sweeter and meeker by the second. “The blood turns dark red, bordering black and it stinks if added in honey,” Leo pat replied.

Her hand was still shaking. "I suspected correctly," she grinned even more. "Your life is protected but I managed to get in," she laughed softly as if she was happy that she was able to see what was in my life. "Young Lady, your true form won't come out because it's protected. I found a lock in your blood and it needs to be broken. Your true form is having a hard time coming out because of this and it needs to be unlocked because otherwise, you'll die easily," she came to me. "You have the kind of blood that is rare among us all," she whispered.

At her dubious mercy. What a psychopath. “Oh, just a little special cocktail I concocted, just for you, my dear! It’s a combination of your parents’ blood, and it’s going to make you extra special, and extra strong!”

So how could he possibly have an insight on what to do with it? “There’s a way to flush it from his system but it’s dangerous and I normally wouldn’t suggest it but we are short on time if we want to save Kara with her mind fully intact. It’s bloodletting. Drain enough of his blood that the poison goes with it. But then that leaves him weak for the coming ritual. Whichever way you look at it we’re fucked and time is not on our side.” He sighed and sat on the bed, reaching out and touching Kara’s foot.

Then he bit my ear as if to punish me for hurting myself. But his punishment did not deter me, and I continued until the syringe was full of my blood. My blood color had changed to a mix of red and blue, which surprised me. It was a purple-red color, and it was undeniably the result of my two transformations. My blood would turn the same dark blue as Dicken's if the mutation continued.