Bloodborne Crossover Novels & Stories

My entire existence had been bought and paid for with the blood of the people who were supposed to love me, and saved by the man I had spent years wishing death upon. "But the ablation was a temporary patch, Elara," Kovac said, his voice dropping into something even more urgent. "The human brain fights back. The old pathways, the damaged ones, they are starting to bleed through. That is why you have been having those blinding headaches. That is why you have been seeing flashes of things you shouldn't know. The chemical lock is breaking." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, glass vial filled with a clear, amber liquid, setting it gently on the metal table next to the medical ki

It is the first time since I walked into room E-14 that I understand the full shape of what has been happening in Silver Hollow. Not just the water supply. Not just the children. The blood trade operation that runs through the Crescent Grand's bonded storage, the one Deset witnessed, moves illegal pureblood-grade blood product through the same infrastructure as the water supply contract. The revenue funds research. The research, Vass's work, produces compounds that can be weaponized in two directions: they can cause Fade Sickness, which creates demand for treatment, and they can enhance blood product potency, which increases the value of the trade.

After hearing what Kurt said, Hayley fell into deep thought. Serum X was being used within the Sovereign Legion, but from what she had learned earlier at Sovereign Industries, it was developed using zombie blood as its base material. Could something like that really be used on people? What would happen if a Gifted used it? Her mind drifted to the mother and daughter from the Sovereign Legion she had run into in Fairfield. Neither of them had felt like trained soldiers. In the end, they had both turned into zombies.

“That’s everything we could find.Amara is just Nineteen years old, No training, looks decent and harmless, But there’s something off.” Dominic raised a brow. “Off, how?” “She interfered in an execution. Tried to save the target Bianca Leone was supposed to kill. No weapon, no plan… she just reacted. Out of emotion.” Dominic leaned back in his chair. “So, she’s foolish.” “Maybe,” Scorpion said. “Or maybe she’s just… not like them.” Dominic looked up, waiting. “She was in medical school,” Scorpion continued. “Dropped out after her parents died. she wanted to be a doctor.

Avery asked, her mind racing through the biological specs of the Reef. "The 'First-Born' have a different protein-folding protocol," Vogel explained, his hands shaking as he pulled up the data. "Their marrow grew with the Sombra, not on top of it. They have a natural 'Spiral-Bias.' If we could broadcast their bio-signature into the Lung, we could 'Smooth' the dissonance. But we’d need a massive amount of 'Sombra-Serum' to inoculate the network before the purge hits the Atlantic shelf. We don't have time to transport it from Miami."

I grabbed the hem of Felix's shirt, fixed a pitiful expression on my face, and mumbled, "I believe you, Felix." Felix's expression softened as he helped me back to my feet. Taking advantage of the fact that the other wolves' attention was still on us, I retrieved a document from my bag and handed it to Felix. "I accidentally recorded your pup's blood type as AB when I registered his information last time. The truth is, his blood type is O." Felix's face twisted as he snatched the document from me. An eerie silence descended upon the hall. Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack.

She hit the ground hard, her crossbow skittering away. “No!” I screamed. But Whitney was already moving. She’d pulled a knife and stabbed through the parasites. The Masquerader shrieked. The parasites around her leg started to smoke and burn. Whatever was on that blade was toxic to them. “Silver coating!” Amon gasped. “House Red research!” She coughed with blood dripping down on her lips. “Said parasites can’t tolerate certain metals. Was saving it for…” The Masquerader started to move again.

Kaelen rasped, his mechanical exoskeleton groaning as the red fog began to corrode the titanium plates. ​From the dark waters of the bay, the first of the Blood-Wraiths emerged. They weren't shifters, and they weren't machines. They were spindly, multi-limbed horrors made of a dark, oily substance that seemed to absorb the light around them. They didn't have eyes; they had "Scent-Slits" that pulsed with a red, bioluminescent glow. ​"They're not hunting us for our Resonance," Maya said, her golden-white aura flickering as she raised a shield. "They're hunting us for the 'Zero-Variable.' They’re scavengers of the 'New-Evolution'."