Bloodborne Dolls Novels & Stories

Machines beside them hummed steadily, something like dialysis units, pulling thick, black blood from their bodies. It looked just like what she had seen back at the Sovereign Academy, when Eric had turned. But this was different. That blood wasn't going back in. It was being drained out, funneled into long, clear tubes. The same tubes she had seen being transported upstairs. Right then, a sharp beep echoed from one of the cage rooms. Hayley turned toward the sound. Inside, a zombie lay completely drained, shriveled like a dried corpse. Its gray-white eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling, unmoving.

Lysandra asks as we run. "Somewhere they'll never think to look." "Where?" "You'll see." We reach the border just as the first hints of dawn touch the sky. A figure waits there. Cloaked. Hidden. "You're late," the figure says. "We're here." I step forward. "Do you have it?" The figure produces a small vial. Dark liquid swirls inside. "Essence of nightshade. Mixed with wolfsbane. Enough to kill even an Alpha." I take the vial carefully. "And the location?"

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

Bery again looked at the other bank and shuddered all over, alert. From the forest appeared something that carried danger. Huge, dark carcass. Small silver eye beads. Bloodied mouth. Silent ugly screech. Undead. Fat, beefy undead. Right on the border. She cannot cross pure flowing water, but she did not come for this. She came for the girl.

Stained with blood and dirt? I dropped to my knees as I stare in horror. I can see the reflection of the sun in the gem. I can see a picture moving. A girl was playing in the woods with a doll in her hand. They wore the same dress but this one is clean. The girl was happy and enjoying the day. There was a shadow walking towards her, carrying a big rock. The girl sat down in the leaves and without her realizing it, a guy dressed as a senior hit the rock on her head, and she dropped her head in the leaves. The senior ran away from the dead girl. A gem was left on the forehead of the doll. The girl's body is lifeless. The gem shone bright, the doll blinks its button eyes and stands up. It tur

I heard him growled with rage, but his strength had depleted because of it, and that was our chance to use our bond to calm him down. "Adam, please stop!" I yelled at him, and he kept howling. The pain was much that he shifted back to his human form. I advanced toward him and shifted to my human form. His eyes were crimson, and they looked mad and confused. I knelt in front of him and placed his hand on my tummy so he could feel the light of our unborn child. Haimon could not attack a blood, and our unborn baby was a blood.

The ones attacking, the ones fighting—they moved at unnatural speeds, their eyes glowing, their bodies shifting. The legends, the nightmares whispered in hushed voices… they were real. Vampires. Oh my God. And Abaddon— He was one of them. A wind-like force crashed against me, and suddenly, he was there. Right in front of me. Still in his monstrous form, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. Before I could react, he grabbed something behind me. Another attacker. His fangs sank deep into the boy’s throat, tearing at his flesh with a ferocity that made bile rise in my throat. He didn’t stop until the body was lifeless.

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

He thought he heard a whisper of a pleading voice and it seemed to be asking him for his blood. Of course it was. Doll had been altered by Agent. He needed blood. That was why he hadn't woken up yet. Hades used one claw to puncture the vein at the inside of his elbow. Lifting Doll's head, he cradled him against his arm, pressing the fresh blood against the no-fur's pale lips. "Come on, pretty baby. There's plenty for you. You just have to drink it." The blood dripped down Doll's pretty pale face but he made no move to drink.

But before Draco and I could registered her information suddenly Beth twisted her body to side, her action was swift and hasty for a delicate looking women like her, however once she moved I saw her reason for such a quick reflex, a sharp blade was thrown in her direction from behind me, this would have been sufficient to pierced her heart and kill her on spot. Seeing which Draco and I both quickly turned and saw tremendously bubbles appearing from middle of sea of black blood that was flooded in basements. At same time Draco subconsciously pulled me behind him and I peaked from his shoulder and saw two sharp looking bloody hands appearing on surface, followed by an entire naked body of some