Blood Warlock Novels & Stories

I knew everyone was counting on me to destroy this warlock … and that is what I intended to do. I had two advantages in this fight. I was powerful, and I had my wolf, Abby, to help me. As I leapt across the space, meeting the warlock in mid-air, I released my claws trying to grab the warlock’s throat. I managed to claw him deeply but not before he quickly mended the slices with his own abilities. He could not heal, but he could throw up a spell quickly to prevent a lot of blood loss.

The biggest war that would happen is closer than they ever thought. "I had a vision." Wazir said, breaking the silence. "The Blood kingdom has mobilized their army and are headed for the wasteland. They bring with them promises of blood. People would be decapitated. Death would flow like never before. The sky would turn red for days, even after the war, an orgasmic reaction to its favourite dish of bloodshed." Wazir's eyes went hazy as he thought of it. Darukï was staring at him, his eyes sharp. "Then that means the grand finale is closer than ever." He took in a deep breath and looked at the sky. "It would all soon be over."

The gold light crawling up my arms feels like fire and like home. “Wren,” Draven says. His voice is quiet. Careful. “Put the knife down.” I look at him. Really look. The bond is still there. Still burning. But under it, something else hums. Something older. Something that calls the light. Clay’s cry destroyed the tanks. Not the pack. Wrath was right. First Blood doesn’t kill wolves. It kills enemies. And right now, I don’t know who the enemy is. “Alistair,” I say. My voice doesn’t sound like mine. “Is he dead?”

"What about my brother? he's a werewolf too." "Think about his special ability. it's mindreading. what if he founded the murderer with his special ability? When i got to the scene, he was already stabbed by that murderer, right? it's like he knows everything about them and when they kill their victims he can see it in his head."

Warren gently touched her shoulder, “Is everything okay? It's okay to be scared, I am.” Theria closed her eyes and stared at the floor before she responded, “I never went into battle. I don't want to kill anything.” At one time Warren felt that way, until the night his mother died. He encountered true remorseless evil and found himself equal to it. “Sometimes it's the only option. The dwarves I encountered only wanted to kill. They left me no choice, and I'd do it again.” “Typical human, ready for bloodshot at a moment's notice,” Harsh words came from the perfect rose-colored lips, “I thought you were different...”

Alice whispered, her voice trembling. Elara hesitated, her fingers brushing the pendant at her throat, her eyes distant with a sadness that made Alice’s chest ache. “Because I’ve been where you are,” she said, her voice low, almost a whisper. “Torn between worlds, between hearts.” She stepped closer, her hand hovering near Alice’s, not touching but close enough to feel the warmth. “I was born under a blood moon, Alice. My mother was a healer, my father a rogue wolf. They thought they could live between worlds, but the packs came for them. Crimson Moon burned our village when I was twelve, left me with nothing but this.” She held up her palm, revealing a faint scar, jagged like a claw mark. “

Despite her weathered and worn appearance, Dagmar stood her ground, unfazed and unimpressed. "It's exactly as it sounds, pup." Dagmar snarled. "Something has caused the block to lose its integrity and so whatever it was keeping in or keeping out might be able to get past the weakened part." "What could do something like that?" "Some kind of trauma usually." Ursula shrugged, looking at her aunt. "The manifestation of a wolf spirit maybe?" Dagmar shook her head, the soft empty skin under her neck wobbling with the motion. "No. It would be something much more traumatic than that. It would need to be something that would call on whatever the block is there to prevent."

, I said in weak tone while coughing in between. “That is it, I knew it, there is nothing wrong in your body but the only reason you are coughing is because you don’t have a proper amount of blood in your body and thus all these diets are reacting against it. You need to maintain a proper blood diet so that you can eat human food without any reactions”, Oliver tried to make me understand the entire concept of blood which was making much more sense to me but I can’t drink any more of that not after what happened last time I gave myself in to blood so I said while my voice shaking, “I can’t drink blood ever again in my life or I might kill someone else important to me. I can control myself and

While some targeted Eris. The pack warriors tried their best to defend but they were outnumbered. Eris roared angrily and swiftly murdered each and every rogue. Blood splattered everywhere his jaws and canines painted in blood. This was the power of a Blood Wolf beast. Their way of killing is inhumane and brutal. There were werewolf rogues who transformed then attacked him. He was completely surrounded and these rogues are well-trained to fight against an Alpha. His two commanders protected the guests while he defends his bride, the moon priestess and his mother.

"Unfortunately I cannot young miss, I have been asked to keep you out, and I will be more than glad if you stayed here upon my request, we do not need to draw blood, these carpets are too fine to be spoiled" "Last warning... Step–! Aside–!" "My deepest apologies" he said widening his stance. Annette couldn't smell vampire or wolf in him, it meant he's a wizard or a warlock, so speed it is then, a ball of fire can only travel so fast, and Ray has shown her how fast she should move in order to outmaneuver lightning, the two most basic assault spells a warlock uses against a vampire, lightning to stun, fire to ash.