Bloodborne Dolls Novels & Stories

There was a tremor in her fingers, a hesitation, but she continued. “Pour the blood,” Jeniece instructed, her eyes glittering with cruel intent. Victoria obediently uncorked the vial and let the dark red liquid flow into the doll’s fabric. It seeped in, disappearing into the cloth like water into sand. But something was wrong. As soon as Victoria finished sewing the doll shut, Jeniece handed her a long, sharp needle with a bead at the end. “Now, poke it,” Jeniece said, her tone light as if they were merely playing a game.

She hisses, the doll's stitches bursting. The real clearing surges back. Eden grips the archway, his scar searing as he fights the pool's pull. Kael's jaws are clamped on the girl's ankle, dragging her from the mercury. I plunge the knife into the doll. The clearing erupts. --- **The Cost** The archway collapses. The pool solidifies into a mirror, reflecting the girl's true form-a tangle of roots and crow feathers, her face a mosaic of everyone I've failed.

The werewolves surrounded us and Sarafina created a fire around us to force them to pull back. About ten leaped at us. Alora shot down two. Sarafina burnt three. Jared clawed the guts of two and Bertulf snapped the necks of about three. The four surrounded me inside the fire as I grew in size and half-shifted to use my sharp claws to tear open the two balloons. For some reason, I wasn't surprised to find biological bombs inside them. A glass tank was attached to all the machines and they contained different colored goo of the type we found in Evanore's tomb, the Lycans's village, and the human realm along with a propane tank.

She asked, looked towards the corpse. I understood; she was not a human anymore. She became like me. She is a bloodsucker like me or maybe a dangerous one. As I saw, her body was completely healed when she sucked the blood, and now her eyes were back to violet colors, and there were no dark circles. As the baby sucked every bit of her blood from her womb, she got it back after her feed. She looked refreshed but tensed. "Calm down," I showed my hand as she looked, scared.

The three kinds of forgot their hands with me and the four willingly gave me their eyeballs for my gift to Heriel and caelyn, the arm should be more of Jamiel style. Echoes of screams and the thick smell of blood, that other life in me wants to come out and play. BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! I need three more hearts to complete my collection for heriel and four more eyeballs to make caelyn a necklace. Probably a liver for Ezryold to experiment on. Maybe even a congratulation gift from uncle Damiel. Two kidneys for Jamiel and a full body for khalys. The head of their cappo for me.

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

Crackers, maybe? Heart pounding, I peeled the velvet back. Underneath: a few chunks of hardtack and half a protein bar. I froze. Stared at the girl on the bed, still playing dead. She was faking. But why? What was she trying to pull? Did Ms. Deinert know? I looked at her perfect, peaceful face—and felt pure horror. She wasn't some helpless victim. She was a monster.

"Sure, a resume would be great. You can just give it directly to my mom or Tyler. They'll be the ones hiring." "Sweet." Blake got up and walked over to me. I turned my head away and he stuck the needle into my left deltoid. I groaned, biting into my right hand as he pushed all of the liquified wolfsbane into me, the intense, sharp burning sensation instantly spreading to my whole arm, practically numbing it. "Fuck!" I yelled when he finally removed the needle from my arm. "I think Luke keeps stickers for Libby in his desk drawer if you want one." Blake gave me a friendly smile.

That's not failure; that's how things are. The complications stabilized eventually. A combination of vampire blood infusions (from Lucien through the bond), witch healing magic (from Margot and other elders), and human medical technology created a treatment protocol that worked. Sera could function again, though with restrictions and constant monitoring. They found out the sex of the baby, a girl, when she was six months old. Lucien cried when they told him. He was overcome by the fact that he had a daughter in a world that might not fully welcome her. "We'll make them accept her," he shouted with anger. Or at the very least, make it against the law to hurt her. Laws are there to safeguard p

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain