Bloodbender Episode Novels & Stories

Tommy walked over to Iris and pulled her hand slowly toward the table. He then took out a knife and suddenly slashed her index finger. The movement was so fast that Iris herself didn't have time to wince in pain. "Only the blood of Hunters can kill demons. And you are a Hunter, Iris. You are destined to possess that blood to exterminate demons." Eva said while collecting Iris's blood drop into a stainless steel container. Iris winced in pain as Tommy deliberately pressed hard against the incision on her index finger to force the blood to stop flowing out. Then he wrapped the incision with a cloth and gave her a lemon.

Amara was there. She was sitting on the bare floor, her back pressed against the wall. Her leg was stretched out, and she kept holding her ankle like she was trying to stop the pain from spreading. She looked tired and scared. She just sat there, pressing her lips together, doing everything to stay quiet. I didn’t stop watching. A part of me wanted to look away, but I didn’t. I heard the door open behind me. Scorpion walked in. He saw me in front of the monitor, but he didn’t say anything. His eyes flicked to the screen. I could tell he noticed who I was watching.

The entire episode had been another test, and she had failed spectacularly, revealing not just her skill but her desperation. He circled the desk until he stood directly before her, too close. He reached out, and for a heart-stopping moment, she thought he would strike her. Instead, his fingers brushed a stray speck of dust from the shoulder of her black sweater. The touch was brief, impersonal, and yet more intimate than anything she’d ever felt.

Justice would be served. Alexei's hand moved at lightning speed as he rolled a star-shaped weapon between his fingers. The shuriken must have been made of silver because the bloodsucker was wearing leather gloves, protecting himself from direct physical contact with the dangerous metal. With a fierce determination, he flung it at me. I dodged the attack with ease, my body bending and twisting like a serpent. Undeterred, Alexei hurled another shuriken at me, the sharp edges glinting in the sunlight. This time, my reactions were not fast enough, and I could not evade it completely. The shuriken grazed my bicep, drawing a line of blood that trickled down my arm. I hissed due to the burning pain

She screamed with agony and hit my father as if he brought this upon himself whereas I'm just blank, feeling confused. Why am I now normal and bit going on rampage as usual, it's still the blood Moon and I'm acting okay instead of getting out of here, I wasn't burning up and I wasn't eager to shift, instead I was staring at the girl I seemed to have hated and desire all laid bloódied on the beach and struggling to live from the harsh bite I gave to her.

He puts lids on them and straws and then holds the cup out to me and says, “You’re welcome to it, if you want it.” I’m hesitant, but my grumbling tummy doesn’t give me much of an option. As I take the cup from his hands, my fingers brush against his and I’m alarmed by how cold they are. It felt colder than ice and I wish I could hold his hands and warm them up in mine. He tells me, “We get the blood from blood drives or animals we’ve caught in the forest. We try hard not to have to drink from tap. Especially with humans, although, some of us has more restraint than others.” He rolls his eyes with that last sentence and I can’t help but wonder what he means by that. Who has less restraint? I