Bloodbender Episode Novels & Stories

My blood. My head starts to pound, and I start to lose consciousness. Before I fall, I see that the others are falling too, except for the man in leather and the man with the ax. They both seem fine. Unfortunately, the man with the ax manages to run off when the man in leather kneels over Bree’s prone form and lays over her protectively. As soon as the screech started, it stopped, and both figures instantly disappear.

Waterila softly open the book and read it silently as her tears continually fall. The book says it shows all the answer of Princess Waterila’s questions. It shows that if a water bender eats his/her own bloodline will consume the others’ power and transform him/her to a powerful fire bender. This will allow the other bender gain and use its other nation’s power by forcing their selves to have that kind of power but turning them to a monster.

But right now, my main focus was reaching the cellar, where a combination of musky air and the metallic tang of blood greeted me. As I enter the room, the coppery smell of blood hits me like a wall. The floor is slick with it, and I struggle to keep my feet steady as I approach Cal’s limp body. His breathing is shallow as I leave footprints along the floor, making my way over to him. “Cal?” My voice is barely a whisper, but he doesn’t respond. I focus my magic, calling for bandages to wrap around his wrists where he has been bleeding profusely. The white fabric materialises in my hands as I frantically wrap his wrists, but it quickly becomes saturated with deep red stains. I keep wrapping, h

“Don’t, Lisa. If you go out there, you give them the resonance they need. They’re mapping your emotional response to his pain.” “Let go of me!” I snarled, wrenching my arm away. I reached the deck. The wind was roaring into the house, the rain drenching the blueprints and the furniture. Toby was conscious, but he was bleeding from a dozen small cuts, his arm hanging at a wrong angle. “Lisa… get back…” he wheezed. I looked out into the dark. There were no black sedans. No men in suits. There was only a single, large drone hovering a hundred yards out over the water, a glowing blue orb at its centre—the acoustic emitter.

Irwin’s face burned in his mind, a constant reminder of why they couldn’t falter. A sudden scream pierced the air, shattering the tense silence. The group froze, weapons drawn. “Ambush!” Cain shouted, raising his sword. The shadows came alive. Valen’s forces surged forward, emerging from the darkness with a feral intensity. Their eyes gleamed with bloodlust, their forms twisting unnaturally as though corrupted by Vendetta’s magic. The battle erupted in a frenzy of movement and sound.

Vincent's wound wasn't critical. By the next day, he was awake. "Thanks for saving me." Despite everything, seeing him hurt because of me left a strange weight in my chest. "This is what I owe you," he murmured. "I've thought it through. I won't bother you anymore." I froze. He let out a bitter laugh. "Losing just a little blood made me cold, dizzy... I thought I was gonna die. Only then did I get it—what I put you through. I stole your blood. I deserve to die..."

I mumbled, correctly interpreting Char's stupefication. "Whose blood is on you?" Char asked, moving on to what she thought was a safer subject, I presumed. "Me. It's mine. I bled all over myself." "What? How?" As calmly as I could, I explained the night of the deal again, adding the bloodletting part, which I'd erroneously thought inconsequential. I explained how Grayson came back, the plane and my almost meeting with the grim reaper. "Okay, how exactly is that possible?! Your blood touched his and now you can't leave Estonia?" It seems even Char had difficulty accepting the blood bind thing. Thank goodness I wasn't the only one.

“So then, enjoy the 3 hours of beating.” “Let’s the show begin!” …... Afterward, Zitrey spit out a mouthful of blood and bathed with her own blood. Kate, Professor Shen, and Lance suddenly felt a horrendous feeling that something bad is currently happening. “Zeth!”

Abhishek gets infuriated and swears that if anything happens to his sister, he won't mind killing him. I noticed everyone had their eyes fixed on Abhishek, there was no way in hell I would also let anything happen to my best friend. I looked around and found broken glass on the floor, I managed to pick it up without anyone looking and hid it. I used it to cut off the rope tying me. No one paid notice of that, I moved behind and picked up a stick. I held it up and used it as one of the goons. Immediately everyone turned and faced me.

It will absorb the blood from his palm. And then another episode happened: blood. Thick, dark red blood.