Bloodborne Graphic Novels & Stories

Screaming as I feel a pop, the baby sliding out from within me as I fall back to exhaustied to do anything else. I hold my breath as drake lifts the quiet baby into his arms, pulling the cord from her throat. She was blue and not moving as I cry holding my arms out “I need to heal her” I cry, drake hands her over, Layla pushing forward as she uses the last of our energy to heal our baby, I feel the blood trickle down my nose as my fingers tingle. I heal her tiny little body as I choke on my own blood. The love I feel for her overshadowing the fear I have of killing myself

Mango's heart couldn't help but skip a beat when she heard Nathaniel's question. Is there really something wrong with me? "Harris looked at them and whispered, ""Yes, your blood is a little abnormal. Bettany is an expert in this area. Take a look.""" "Bettany took the data and glanced at it. She quickly exchanged a look with Nathaniel and whispered, ""I need to channel out her blood as soon as possible. This thing is contagious.""" What is it?

Simon jumped up and started ushering people back over to the tented area and away from the scene. "What have you done to me?!" Gerwulf was seething anger even as he was unable to move his body. His eyes were still a constant obsidian as Cinnabar began making him snarl at everybody around him. Finn flipped his son onto his back and lifted his left arm for us all to see his rib cage. The scar-like symbol that showed Gerwulf had been born of alpha blood was on display. It had turned completely black, looking like a tattoo that had began to leak it's ink and decorate him in tendrils of black.

“Greg, Cameron and I need blood, a lot of it, vampire and human.” “Right,” she shoved some plastic bags of blood at him. “These are freshly collected. Human and Mer. Vampire is in high demand, but I’ll try to find someone. The zombies sometimes get the better of the Mer and get a bite in. The vampires are treating them. I’m taking blood from anyone I can. Vampires need to be fed to recover.” “Who painted the hospital?” Talen wondered. “I did,” Delwyn approached them. “It came to me in a dream. From the mother, I believe. Here, Thaelen, drink from me. You are hurt.”

I became even more embarrassed. "Okay, let's do it from behind." Kylian Arthur turned me around and lifted my waist. "Ack?!" I was a little surprised when his hand pressed my head to the cold floor. I couldn't see him anymore. I could only see a row of books beside me that were under the gun cabinet. All Xenobeast types you need to know: weakest to strongest. Xenobeast blood has been proven to heal minor to severe wounds. Evidence of the Existence of the Eternal Professor in the Portal.

The energy level is as low as 40% at inhaling plum blossoms scent but emerging with the Host in a plum bosoms scent will restore its full energy at 80%. [Eager for or marked by the shedding of blood, violence, or killing but was restricted because of the promise contract to the Host that the poisonous blood thirsty GU is currently residing in to supplement its body] The blood thirstiness Gabriele a while ago disappeared in a flash after system ‘Eye’ once again occupied filling the black hole, letting the blood thirsty GU that was about to burst out after preparing himself, to retract his insect body and gone to where his usual place is with a dejected atmosphere surrounding him.

And something older. "That's... blood-mirror binding," I murmured, reaching out and tracing a half-charred glyph with two fingers. Cerberus nodded, grim. "And not his blood." I froze. "...Mine?" I asked, already dreading the answer. His pause was brief but sharp. "No," he said slowly. "Yours and his. Mixed. Bound. Altered." The vial gleamed in the firelight, a single drop clinging to the glass like memory too stubborn to die.

“Are you even sure these reports are my son’s?” Dr. Zamini exhaled and silently turned her laptop toward Angela. The screen lit up with a full-body scan. Axel’s scan. “I’m not talking about physical disability,” she clarified gently. “It’s internal. His body looks fine but his blood isn’t.” She pointed to the highlighted sections on the screen. “There’s a virus in his bloodstream, Angela.” Angela leaned closer, her vision blurring. “Around seventy percent of his blood is infected,” Dr. Zamini continued. “It has merged with his system completely. It’s circulating through his entire body.”

Advanced Sanguimancy. The mirror-sheen surface of the basin violently rippled. Six long, liquid tendrils of dark blood rose from the pool, hovering in the air like coiling vipers before rushing toward Carmilla. They didn't strike to wound; they wrapped around Carmilla’s wrists, her throat, and her temple, their cool, liquid mass sinking straight through her porcelain skin, embedding themselves directly into her immortal bloodstream. Carmilla’s system suffered an instantaneous, blinding shock.

“She’s my best friend and I can’t just stand here and watch her die because we’re too scared to try something.” I took a deep breath and made a small but small cut along Naomi’s forearm, right where the black veins were thickest and seem to be most concentrated. Immediately, dark blood started flowing out that looked absolutely nothing like normal human blood. It was almost completely black, with a consistency that was too thick and viscous, and it had a that metallic smell that made my stomach lurch. “Oh my God, it’s working,” Riley said, watching the color slowly start to return to Naomi’s face as the contaminated blood drained into the collection bag. “Look, the black veins are starting t