Bloodborne Crossover Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

My blood has healing powers for humans and I knew that if I could get him to drink it, maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't have to turn him into a vampire. With his bare chest exposed, I could see that the bullet entered his abdomen on his left side. I hated myself for what I was about to do, but he was way beyond feeling pain now. Instantly, I made a cross cut over the wound, then reached gingerly into his side until I felt the hard steel of the bullet as blood covered my hand from his wound. As gently as I could manage, I grabbed the casing of the hard steel and pulled the bullet from his side, hoping not to do more damage than had already been done. With my knife, I dropped my blood drip by dri

Aubrey The light seeping through the curtains wakes me from my sleep. I go to move, but I am too sore and still exhausted after last night. I didn’t know a man could have so much stamina. I have never had as much sex in one night, and I am feeling the aftereffects, physically and emotionally. It was a lot for me. I honestly believed I wouldn’t let another man touch me after my ex. I guess I didn’t take into consideration that I would meet a man like Everett. I glance over to the spot next to me, but the space is empty. Everett must be up already. I feel awkward being in his bed alone. I want to move, but I am still naked and have no idea where my clothes are.

His blood mixed with Ash’s, the water glowed a bit brighter. One by one, they came, Elara’s steady touch, her loyal blood, Ronan, a drop for centuries of duty, Finn, a drop for redemption. Finally, Anya, a mother’s grief and hope, is the most powerful gift. The water was no longer just water, it shone bright and alive, it was a covenant. Ash dripped the liquid onto Liora’s lips, she didn’t wake but he tried again, pleading, massaging her throat, a tiny bit went down.

Then, he handed me the blade. My hands shook, but my resolve didn't. I cut a thin line across my own palm and offered it to him. Lucien groaned, a sound of pure, unadulterated hunger, and pressed his mouth to my skin. As he drank, I felt the light inside me flare, being drawn into him, weaving our DNA into a single, unbreakable cord. The Blood Bond was closed. He entered me in one slow, devastatingly deep thrust. The light in the room detonated.

I forced myself to get up, my newly scarred body protesting every movement. Damien's study was just next door. The safe in his desk had a familiar combination - the date we first met. "I'll never forget this day," he'd told me then, crimson eyes glowing with what I'd thought was love. "The day my blood first recognized her mate." But nothing inside belonged to our story. Instead, I found dozens of bottles of blood supplements for vampire pregnancies, still sealed, pressed against Vivienne's blood test results.

Bright red, staining his palm and fingers. For an instant, he just stared at his own hand, the blood shining under the corridor lights. Another cough. More blood. Little, but blood. “The bond.” The Lycan growled, not out of anger, but out of understanding. “It’s trying to sustain both. What hits her is crossing over.”

The darkness consumed him as the last sight he saw was of Aunt Marina coming towards him. He opened his eyes as his breathings were getting heavier. He could see Aunt Marina and Trevor talking before he again fainted. He opened his eyes as that time he was completely awake to find himself in his room. He looked at his hands as they were all like before so was his bare chest. Nothing changed in him as he still wanted to taste blood. The door of his room creaked open followed by Aunt Marina. She gasped as she saw him alive. "Oh my God! You are alive." Aunt Marina came towards him as everyone came inside his room gradually. He could see they all were human except Aunt Marina because she wasn't

She thought they could clear their debts. It pains her any time she remembers that her family almost paid off the debt. It was remaining just a little, and yet they were heartlessly murdered... "Luciana." Raziel's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. He had an idea what was going through her mind. "I told you my blood can heal." He then pulled her closer, and bit his wrist until it began to bleed. "Drink. I know it's not as pleasing to humans as it is to us, but it will help heal your scars."

Gage said and slinked out of her bathroom. Sihana allowed herself one moment of weakness and she used it in the shower as she washed her own blood and his semen from her body. She cried her heart out and then promised herself that Faro would never touch her like that again.

The streets were so quiet one could hear the ashes fall. The Hunters had set up quarantine fences around the central district, where blood energy still seeped from the ground slowly, persistently, like a wound refusing to close. And in the cold metallic room of a temporary medical station, Evelyn Cross opened her eyes only to realize what was beating inside her chest...was no longer the heart of a human being. She tried to move, but pain surged from the scar on her chest, the place where Genesis had once merged into her blood. Then, a voice echoed inside her head.