Novel & Cerita Blood Song Books

We need to find the key" he said. His man that just entered furrowed his eyebrows. He had no idea what was happening. "Lost blood? Key?" He thought. "How do we find the key master?" He asked. "It's no ordinary key. It's a book. That book can lead us to the girl once the power is activated. That means, once she has reached the age to be sacrifice, the book will be awoken" he said. "Oh" he murmured and lowered his gaze. Slowly, he was understanding how everything worked.

Countless shelves lined with weathered books and scrolls stretched into the distance, promising untold secrets and forgotten wisdom. They made their way through the labyrinthine aisles, their eyes scanning the titles and searching for any mention of Lycans or black magic. Dust danced in the rays of sunlight that filtered through stained glass windows, lending an ethereal quality to their journey. Finally, they discovered a section dedicated to ancient legends and forbidden knowledge. The books here were wrapped in worn leather, their pages delicate and yellowed with age. Rey's fingers traced the spines until they settled upon a tome titled "The Chronicles of Shadows: Unveiling the Secrets of

Impatience consumed me, followed closely on its heels by frustration. “Give it a moment. Keep focusing.” She murmured as if she could sense my mood turning. I bit back a sigh and kept it on, internally rolling my eyes at the nothingness. All of a sudden, something sharper wafted up to me, it’s tinge distinctively metallic. It smelled incredibly familiar. “Blood,” I murmured, my stomach twisting. “Yes,” she said gently. “That’s the cloth—it’s from a recent hunt. What else?” I took another breath, sorting through the layers of scent. “Mint… leather… something sweet.”

she retorted. "Oh, please. Her life isn't at stake here. But yours is." I took the drenched books out of the bag and tossed them on the coffee table. They had a particular smell to them. I picked one up and examined it. It seemed to be bound by animal skin. The paper used was papyrus and the ink used was... I took a closer look and then took a whiff. Blood. There was no doubt that these books were invaluable. She walked closer to them and I saw fear slither into her eyes the moment she read the titles. "He knows."

she laughed, Twisting the cork she opened the small vessel, sniffing the edge of it, "This smells so... Familiar," "Amber wait—" Al tried to stop her, but it was too late, I could see the liquid staining her lips with a bright red pigment, "It's dragon blood," she snickered, taking another gulp, "It's fucking dragon blood," she laughed merrily, I don't know if I should be disgusted that it's dragon blood or happy that it's not poison, "Try it," she nodded vigorously, handing the flask to me,

Frustrated, I set it aside and stepped out of my room for a walk to clear my head. As I strolled the halls, I noticed a group of soldiers carrying crates filled with books. “Wait,” I called out, stopping them. They froze and turned to me. The scent hit me before I even reached the boxes—Colt’s scent. My monster brother’s lingering essence clung to the books like a haunting memory. “Where are these from?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as I reached for one of the books. “From Raven’s old base,” one soldier answered with a respectful nod.

“We’re not the public, sorella. We’re history.” Her eyes narrow, but after a tense pause, she unlocks a gate and gestures us through. The vault smells of parchment and candle smoke. Scrolls line the shelves like bones in a crypt. And there—beneath a glass case—lies the Codex. A crimson-bound book, the leather embossed with the sigil of a serpent devouring its own tail. I lean closer, tracing the inscription. “Sanguis tradet sanguinem. Blood betrays blood.” A chill runs down my spine.

Eyes… deep crimson, the color of wine freshly spilled across marble. I didn’t just wake up in a different body. I woke up in a different world. And not just any world. One I knew far too well. I had read about this place before—in a book called Blood and Moonlight. A gothic fantasy where ancient vampire courts ruled the night from silvered palaces, where ruthless werewolf packs prowled the wild forests, and where an uneasy truce held between fangs and claws… until it inevitably shattered. It was a story of war. A story of betrayal. A story where love was as fatal as any blade.

Dominic looked at Gage in disbelief. “I only took the heads and two bags of blood. That Haverley snores like a fucking broken tractor. I walked right into his room, lifted the covers and placed the pig’s head between his legs and soaked the area with the pig’s blood. Halden was still awake so I left the pig’s head in his bed and sprayed the blood everywhere over his bed while he was in the shower,” Gage said. The coffee machine beeped and Dominic shook his head. “That sends a message all right.”

All rights reserved Copyright by Alexa Valentina 2023 01. Prologue 02. the resurrection of the shadows 03. the pleasure of blood 04. The nature of his powers 05. Fated by darkness 06. the first army of vampires 07. the vampires' revenge and the dawn of victory 08. the power of eternal passion 09. the night of the revelations 10. Thirst for Blood 11. obsessive blood 12. Blood rules 13. Secrets of revenge 14. from pain to revenge 15. Rachel's revenge