Novel & Cerita Bloodborne Beast's Embrace

But just as victory seemed within their grasp, a blood-curdling scream echoed through the valley, and Shade's dark form began to contort and twist, his body elongating into a grotesque, monstrous shape. "The Shadow Beast has been unleashed!" Rose cried, her voice trembling with fear. "We must protect Raven and Bella at all costs!" As the Shamans rallied around their family, the Shadow Beast let out a deafening roar, its dark energy surging forward like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf them all... The Shadow Beast's roars, its dark energy crackling with malevolent power. The Shamans stood firm, their magic swirling around them in a protective barrier. But the beast's power was unlike anyth

Still, it was the only thing that could shield me from the rain. My whole body was burning up, and my mind was getting foggy. I must have contracted a fever. Just as I felt like I couldn't go on, I heard a commotion from inside and the woman's screams. "Lone Wolf, where are you? Lone Wolf! Lone Wolf!" Someone was calling for 'Lone Wolf'. My mind was blurry, but for some reason, I felt like I was Lone Wolf. I banged on the door with all my strength, hoping they would notice me, but the rain was too loud.

Claws erupted from beneath my skin— And then... *** In the real world— My body jolted violently. Ember stumbled back, horrified as black veins pulsed under my skin—only to suddenly vanish. A golden glow surged from my chest, ripping outward like lightning. My breathing turned heavy, and the fever broke. My fingers twitched—claws peeking through the tips. My eyes opened. Gone were the soft grey hues. In their place: darkness, with a shadow lurking beneath. Ember froze. Her breath hitched.

“Madeline? Velise? What’s happening? Why did the Blood Moon activate early?” Madeline stepped forward, gripping Ember’s wrists suddenly with surprising strength. Her voice trembled with fear and certainty mixed into one. “Because the beginning is waking up.” Ember’s skin went cold. “What beginning?” Madeline/Velise lifted a shaking hand and touched Ember’s chest, right above her heart. “The beginning inside you.” Ember’s breath caught. A chill ran up her spine. She stumbled backward as a flash of something burned under her skin…white, ancient, like a memory not hers.

It wasn’t meant for mortals, or even for werewolves like me. The air shifted, growing colder, heavier. The forest seemed to hold its breath. Even the night creatures had gone silent, as though they knew something terrible was about to happen. I drew the dagger and sliced my palm, the pain sharp and immediate. Blood welled up, dark and red, spilling into the waiting bowl. I added Paige’s blood next, mingling our life forces together. The moment the two drops touched, a low hum vibrated through the ground beneath my feet.

The Werebeast’s growl echoed through the vast chamber, reverberating off the stone walls like the rumble of thunder before a storm. Asha’s heart raced, the weight of her bloodline pressing down on her chest. She could feel the Soulbone Imprint pulsing within her, thrumming with energy. The Ancestral Spirits stirred in response to the creature’s recognition. The power within her was awakening—and it was too much to contain.

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”

"The moment the load hits seventy percent, the cooling system will start a feedback loop. The more power they feed it, the faster it will fail." "Good," Toby said, pulling me toward the shadows. "Because we have company." Above us, on the glass walkway of the Silo Hotel, a figure appeared. It wasn't a guard. It was an Enforcer, but different from the ones in the Cradle. This one moved with a fluid, terrifying grace, her eyes not just violet, but a deep, burning crimson. "The Weaver’s Prodigy," the Enforcer vibrated. The sound didn't come from her throat; it echoed off the metal and glass around us, a surround-sound threat. "You think you can hide in the salt, Lisa? The ocean is just another

I had been trying so hard to keep everyone safe, but it seemed like trouble kept finding us. “Show me the bodies,” I said, standing up from my desk. Jaxon led me to where the bodies were being kept. When I saw them, I could immediately tell this wasn’t the work of a regular animal or even a normal Bloodburn. The wounds were strange, almost like they had been made by claws but not quite. “I think it might be wild animals,” Jaxon said, studying the marks on the victims. “Maybe wolves from another territory.” I shook my head. I knew better than that. These wounds had a different smell to them, a different energy. This was definitely the work of a Bloodborne, but not like any I had fought before

Jasmine collapsed to the ground. Everything happened so quickly that no one had time to react. The witches, however, snapped into action and rushed to restrain Luci. I couldn't tear my gaze away from him. Luci was covered in blood, his once simple clothes now dotted with crimson stains. His pale face, streaked with fresh blood, made him appear even more terrifying. Yet, despite the horror before him, he threw his head back and laughed wildly. "Mable," he said, his voice hoarse, "I was bewitched by her. Now that I've killed her, can you finally come back to me? From now on, I won't keep anyone around that you don't like!"