Bloodborne Narrow Minded Man Novels & Stories

The heir of the Howe family, the infamous 'venomous snake' Zach Howe, was the only man who held sway in both the underworld and high society. However, for some reason, he became obsessed with me and would not let go. I had once asked him about it. Back then, Zach sat on the sofa with his gaze fixed on me. As he exhaled a cloud of smoke, his striking features looked even more unreal in the haze. He said, "There's no reason. I just like you."

We thought you were a broken mutation that lost the right to the high court. A sudden, immense tremor vibrated through the shared consciousness—a mental wave so heavy, ancient, and deep it felt like the shifting of tectonic plates. It was the voice of the Blood-born leader, waking up from a centuries-old slumber, its thoughts finally untangled from the suffocating fog of the starvation disease.

But that is not my fault. I smiled when I realized everything. "They tried to kill me but they didn't know biting me is a suicide." They are also taking a suicide if they wanted to bite me. All this time, I didn't know that my blood was worse than some other poisonous thing. But having this kind of blood, where did I get it? Or maybe my blood is really poisonous to their vampires. I didn't think much and called Rogelou, one of the students I was scared when I found out he had killed his step father.

He chuckled, “Well I guess I don’t have to worry about that. If he takes you as his blood mate, your blood will be like poison to every other vampire anyway.” “Wait!” This was news, “It works that way!!??” He smiled at me, “Yes, A blood mate is specific to the owner.” I heard Luci and Alister chuckle at my lack of knowledge. I felt a little hot now. It was like a fever was rising in my body. “WOah!” I was excited, “Doesn’t that solve like half of the problems he has with me being human?” Alister and the king both laughed, “Perhaps,” Alister said, “But it’s not about that. It’s about the human mind.”

Adrian muttered as he continued to stare at Alexis there. “The pure blood vampire hunters will be fine. Believe in your abilities, and in her abilities. She'll be fine for sure. We can't dream of a vampire, or someone who is about to become a new born vampire. That's why we're doing what we can right now." said a man from one of the psychics.

It has boiled out of my heart in hot steaming larva and I'll waste no chance at delivering the larva to any wolf that tempers my night. I spotted a tall blonde man walking out of the club entrance, maybe I have a strong hate for Blondies because of–well, Gibson. I watched him make his way through the crowded street of drunken wolves. His head thrown back like he doesn't care, he walks proudly like he owns the city. Shall I remind him who owned it? By his physic he was an alpha, broad shoulders, tall and all. But he was a lesser generation of alphas, the present kind that an Original like myself could easily squash between our fingers. My eyes followed him as he walked towards a dark alley th

"You'll have to excuse me if I don't thank you." "Don't worry about the gratitude, little spark. Your body will give us everything we require regardless," the man murmured, his voice smooth and terribly cold - like ice sliding down my spine, leaving frost in its wake. "Because once you're dead, your spirit marrow will be harvested immediately. It's the most valuable part of you, after all."

“Oh, why not? This is a special occasion, after all. Paranormal blood. I’m guessing it’s not for the faint-hearted.” “Good job that organ’s not vulnerable any more for the likes of us.” Some gentlemen Arnold was. He couldn’t even tie his cravat properly. Maybe he hadn’t mastered the click of the fingers. A probe without warning made me scream. This was more than the ‘sharp scratch’ my human classmates had told me about. I always had a note exempting me from vaccinations. Velma was diligent about that, at least. “Don’t take too much!” the prince hissed. “I want her conscious, unturned and available afterwards.”

Stephen explained a bit. "Ohhh that's why everyone was tense when I first entered the office. And Max left the office when I had the finger cut". Callum exclaimed and Max nodded. "Yes. Among all of us, Max has the least tendency of blood tolerance. Because he still prefers Human blood unlike us. And mostly unlike me. Because I don’t feed on human blood. Like only once or twice. Otherwise I am happy to be a lion hunter". Stephen smiled. "So that wasn't the Red Cherry Wine you were drinking". Callum thought for a while and then his eyes were wide again. Stephen looked at him and laughed out loud.

Because running into a dark forest alone with cold bare feet is its own kind of danger, and I was trying to figure out the lesser one. The large man he's talking to is the most frightening person I've ever seen. I've seen frightening people. The elders who came to our room with their assessment smells and their cold eyes. The warriors who lined the corridors on inspection days. The occasional visiting Alpha who filled every room they entered until there was no space left for anyone else. This man is different from all of them.