Bloodborne Maiden Novels & Stories

Something in Nyra's expression shifted to something almost like approval. "Tell me about the First Blood," Lena said, using Nyra's phrase from the courtyard. "Not the theoretical version. The practical one. What does it mean that I carry it?" Nyra folded her talon-ringed hands on the table. "Every werewolf bloodline in existence traces its origin, however distantly, to a single primal force," she said. "A being the oldest records name Sable — the First Wolf. Not a supernatural species but a primordial expression of the living world taking a specific form. Over thousands of generations, the inheritance dispersed into countless diluted forms — the wolf spirits your packmates carry are echoes o

Instead, they were golden, a yellow so deep that they looked like frozen flames. This extraordinary vampire was Maya, the hybrid born of the union between a vampire and a wolf. Her search for a solution to her fate led her through the trees, running with a determination that surpassed any challenge. Maya did not want to accept a predestined mate; she longed for control over her own destiny. That was why she was searching for the witch who could help her shape the future according to her will. Maya was determined to be the mistress of her own destiny, and she would not hesitate to travel the world to achieve that goal.

That memory haunted him and it always would. A lot of shit haunted Gage. Dead bodies didn’t bother him anymore since the first one he saw had been his mother’s. One day she’d been reading him a story and tucking him into bed after Hunter had already gone to sleep and the next day she was in her bathtub, bleeding out as he watched her. ** “Gage … I’m sorry,” she mumbled. Gage stood next to the bathtub and stroked her hair. The blood ran down her arms and mingled with the water. Her nightdress was soaked through and her breathing was shallow. Gage looked into her eyes and kissed her forehead softly.

Abyss glanced at the dress as she smiled happily, finding it cute, and finally stopping to ignore Belphegor. "Hahh… This is it! I brought this because you said her evolution was Shoggoth Maid, so perhaps she could get some kind of enhancement if she wears maid clothes. We once used to have Maid Zombies and Maid Ghosts… but they died protecting the castle alongside Master Ainz. Perhaps Abyss could be our first Maid after a long time," said Belphegor.

I asked. "I, Ginger McDowell, hereby solemnly pledge my loyalty and allegiance to the Jade Moon Pack and Alpha Tyson Tikaani." We pushed our palms together and the sensation of her becoming tethered to me tingled within me, something more intimate and warm about this connection than any other I'd ever made. Once the feeling passed, Gigi pulled my hand, pressing my palm to her mouth, and gently licked it, lapping up my blood. My dick hardened from the image, already painfully stiff. But she just knew how to drive me completely crazy.

Flora had a faint pulse so I carried up to one of the spare bedrooms where Maya could attend to her. “What the hell happened to her?” Maya shrieked when she saw the bruised and battered Elora in my arms. “I don't know what's got into him, he almost killed her. Maya we have to get her away from him. He's going to send this whole pack down if he kills her.” It scared me to think that my own father could kill a she-wolf. He had walked off like it were no big deal. The walls and floors were splattered with blood. It was like a blood bath. I had ordered some of the omega girls to clear it up.

That mad man was Titus who reincarnated into the body of a young man. She fought with all her might and tried every trick in her sleeves but to no avail, she was still helpless and fell victim to the defiler. The reason why she could rise so fast was that she has a special physique. It’s called the heaven maiden physique. This physique brings many advantages to her but there’s only one deadly weakness. Is that if she were to lose her maidenhood, all of her power and cultivation realms will transfer to the man who destroyed her maidenhood leaving only the life span she got from her cultivation and above-average strength for a mortal.

The last thing we needed was campus security asking questions about why the Dean and a student were escorting a half-naked girl across campus at midnight. "There's something else," Ronan said as we walked. "Something I haven't told you about Maya's bloodline." "More secrets?" I asked. "The White Luna isn't just powerful. She's a bridge between worlds. Her blood can open portals to the Shadow Realm, the Spirit World, even the realm of the dead." Maya stumbled. "That's why they want me." "That's why Bloodmane wants you specifically. He's been searching for a way to bring back his mate for twenty years. She died in the battle that got him exiled."

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

“We need to rest.” “No,” I said as I grabbed on to the blade. There would be no rest. Boripe Celine was still in his hands. BACK AT THE CASTLE They bathed me in rosewater that was laced with something dark… blood maybe. The vampire maidens moved like fools, their voices whispering in languages that I didn’t understand. I kept thinking about the note, about the resistance and what would happen at midnight. “Why do you let him do this to you?” One of the maidens suddenly asked. Her voice was shaky and her eyes… they flickered like she was human.