Blood Virgin: Blood Flame Novels & Stories

How did they even know that I was here? Suddenly, the vampire closest to Amy lunged toward her and in one fluid movement, she leapt down the stairs in a flying side kick and took the vampire’s head off with the sickle. Crimson blood splattered down the stairwell and across the wall as his head rolled down the stairs and his body went slack. Suddenly, his body burst into bright red, and orange flames, along with his head and the blood splatter across the walls. Kellen leapt toward the other vampire, doing an overhead front flip, ripping the other vampire’s head off. He held the head in his hand, dripping blood, then dropped it onto the floor and it, too, burst into bright red, yellow and oran

Vale shouted, desperation lacing his voice as he urged his Birth Omega, who was attempting to re-enter the flames, thwarted by the binding spells that kept him at bay. They watched in horror as the flames took their first bite of the vampire, eliciting a desperate cry from Talon. But as the fire began to wane, realization dawned: the man who had saved him was indeed Talon, a vampire, reborn in a new body. As the flames flickered and weakened, Heidi's desperation surged; she cast another spell directly at Talon, who lay breathless on the ground. Without hesitation, Dirk leaped into the path of the charging red light, intercepting the spell meant for Talon. He collapsed into Talon's arms, and

Ember is dressed in fire-forged armor, standing over my chained body. “You were always too soft, Bastion.” She says. “Too foolish and self-centered to see what I really needed.” The same man stands behind her, arms folded, looking like a muscle-bound god. “You want me to kill him, Flame?” She smiles “No. let him rot. He was never worth my time.” The vision faded and I screamed, not out loud, my dry throat couldn’t handle it. But inside, where it counts. Where she wants it to hurt.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

I asked while glaring at George. "Dirty secrets!" George said and winked at me, making me want to puke. "Huh! Stop pulling her legs George! Now let's start our game!" Hailey exclaimed. Tom started spinning the bottle which stopped pointing at Hailey. "Truth or dare?" Tom asked Hailey. I took a bottle of water and struggled to open its cap with a single hand. Sensing my struggle, Hailey loosened her grip on my other hand, still not releasing it. I sighed and opened the cap while hearing her say "Truth."

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

The next shot rings out. Control snapped as always sending heat coursing through my blood. The pain always feels so real. Flames leap across my vision. The ground below me turning to ash. The tree turned to char as the flames dance across the branches. Swallowing it whole. The swing falls and crumbles. Seeing the house begin to burn, the flowers long gone, the fire blazes around me, and my world goes black. Pain is the strongest reminder I was there. I open my eyes and look at my surroundings. Ashe covers the metal in black smudges. Yeah, I’m home. Letting my breathing return to normal I reach out and unlock the handle and push on the iron door.

It gave me just enough time to twist to the side, to avoid the blow meant for my jaw that surely would have crushed my skull, instead only allowing the vampire's hand to brush lightly over my skin, across my chest and over my right hand, now half open as I fought for balance, fingertips momentarily grazing the edge of the virus's prison. I was blind, vision flooded with so much white light I was certain it would boil my eyes in their sockets. Was I screaming? Had to be, though I barely registered the sound as coming from my throat. The vampire fell back from me, eyes gaping wide, whole body smoking until it suddenly burst into flames. The other vampires fled, shrieking into the night. None o

"Exterminate ghosts, Burning Flame Demonic Soul Cut!" The dazzling blood-red saber radiance instantly expanded by hundreds of times, as if a sea of blood was rushing out of the air. The sea of blood boiled and shot out tens of thousands of streaks of sanguine light. The blood light instantly condensed into a peerless blood knife. The blood blade moved along with the Flame Severing, shaking slightly. Blood radiance erupted, the world about to be torn apart.

asked Leora later. Eleanor then began to tell the history of their family who inherited the holy blood for generations. This sacred blood is the blood indispensable to the vampire family. They need this holy blood for the survival of their offspring. There aren't many vampire families left, but they definitely exist and are always looking for Leora's whereabouts. Because only a handful of people still have this sacred bloodline. Although it is heavy and difficult to understand, but Leora tries to understand what her grandmother is telling her. She nodded and listened to what Eleanor said.