Bloodborne Crossover Novels & Stories

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

Depending on the blood type they feed on and how rich the hormones were at the time of their hatching, Vampire moths will turn into miraculous cures for blood-related illnesses like blood cancer, HIV, autoimmune blood disorders, and bleeding disorders in a broader umbrella. Type A blood can cure blood cancer but not all kinds. The most common type of blood cancer it could cure is leukaemia. B blood types can cure HIV and AIDS but not those in late stages. AB blood types can cure the rarer autoimmune blood diseases, but Wanda wasn’t too sure about the success rate for each case as AB breeders were very rare. O breeders were the more common cases, and they could be used to cure bleeding disord

Her voice was gentle but firm as she grasped my wrist with her fingers and gently pulled up, encouraging me to let go. Callie reluctantly leaned back, and I finally relented and followed her. I was covered in blood, my hands, my chest, and my arms were all stained with the bright red of Beatrice’s blood. I could see blood on Callie’s shirt, and I couldn’t stop my eyes from staring at the stains, the beauty of the shape mesmerizing me. The red blood had been in Beatrice’s veins not just twenty minutes ago and now it was painted across Callie’s chest, a Rorschach test for me to figure out the mysteries in my mind.

When the shirt fell away, revealing his torso, my breath caught in the back of my throat. Jarrah was built like a weapon, broad shoulders tapering into a lean, corded waist, his skin marked by the pale, silver lines of old violence. But the wound across his chest was fresh and ugly. A jagged blade had dragged deep through his chest muscle, barely missing his heart. The edges were angry, weeping fresh crimson down the ridges of his abdomen. "You should be in a hospital," I whispered, dipping a cotton pad into the bottle of rubbing alcohol. "Hospitals have records," Jarrah said, his eyes never leaving my face as I hovered inches from him. "Records create paper trails. Paper trails get people b

I could tell he noticed who I was watching. “Pass me that wine,” I said, pointing toward the shelf beside the cabinet. He picked it up and brought it over. “No glass?” he asked. I shook my head. “I don’t need it.” I pulled the cork and drank straight from the bottle. The burn hit immediately, but it didn’t kill anything inside me. I could still feel that same knot in my chest. Scorpion didn’t leave as well. He stood near the door, watching me. Then he looked at the screen again.

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

“They believed me.” “Good,” I murmured. “Keep their attention entertained. Let the crossmen dance with their shadows.” I leaned forward. “You have been busy.” I watched the way her throat worked as she swallowed. She didn’t speak, but everything in her said more than words could. “The Brotherhood of Cross is doing more than jitter and paranoia,” she said at last. “They are experimenting. The notes I intercepted last night suggest a shift from direct assault to biochemical enhancement. A virus called Virus Meth,its effect is to make walkers feral, to erase reflection.”

Shawn moved fast, checking her pulse, lifting her eyelids, muttering something under his breath as he prepared a set of syringes. “She’s burning up,” he murmured. “Her body’s fighting… something deep.” I stood back, pacing, my fists clenching and unclenching. The silence in the room was deafening. Minutes stretched like hours until he finally looked up. His eyes behind the mask were grim. “CK…” “What?” “She’s infected.” I froze. “What?” He nodded once. “Not only did Romanov inject her with the breeding serum, a biochemical mix of lycan amplifiers, hematoxic binders, and *

Along the way, he put on a long robe, before leaving without forgetting to check the barrier in the room along with the expression of the girl on the bed. Brawen was lying on the bed, on her small body were red ropes wrapped around her body, under the bed was a purple circle with intricate markings. This is one of the temporary sealing barriers of Vampires. The early silver had been completely destroyed by Brawen's power earlier, and the wound had completely healed, leaving only a small scar. But because Brawen's body was still "human", being shocked twice in a row led to Brawen now having a terrible fever.

still burning in my blood. The Hostile Takeover had begun. And the first thing I was going to take over was their soul. As Zora prepares to leave the boardroom for her new penthouse, she receives a private message on her new, high-encryption wrist-comm. It’s not from Dante. It’s not from Jago. It’s an image of a biological scan. The "Void-Hybrid" heir isn't just one child. The scan shows Two distinct heartbeats. Zora is having twins. One glowing gold. One glowing obsidian.