Bloodborne Prey Slaughtered Novels & Stories

And then, the world tilted on its axis. Mates! Mates! Our mates! My wolf’s voice, usually a comforting presence, a wild echo within me, erupted with such violent force that it felt like a physical blow. The raw, primal scream reverberated through my very core, shaking me to my foundations. The knife nearly slipped from my grasp. “What…?” I gasped, the word a mere breath, my eyes snapping wide with a dawning horror. The carefully constructed reality around me began to warp and distort. The murmuring of the guests faded into a distant hum.

CHAPTER 45 Camryn's POV The Class D anomaly died with a wet gurgle, my umbrella blade buried in what passed for its throat. Twenty-five credits. Barely enough for a week’s rent. I wiped the black ichor off my blade and sheathed it, looking at the corpse. This one had been a Lurker, something that hid in shadows and whispered lies until you got close enough for it to strike. Stage I Hunters died to these things regularly. I’d killed it in under two minutes.

Yes, he is cruel and cruel to humans, but rumors say that he only drowns people in water to suffocate, burns a living person… This Lars guy will, of course, kill all humans and half human blood, he likes to play, but when he gets bored, he will kill his prey immediately. The point of the spear pierced Mary's head, with such a fatal blade, the daughter did not have a chance to see her daughter one last time. She just fell backwards, lying in a pool of her blood, unable to close her eyes.

he explained and slowly started to approach. "S-Silver forest!?" "Yes, Silver Forest. Legend has it that in this forest there are creatures that suck human blood until they die. They are called vampires. You know the legend I'm talking about right?" #to be continued in Chapter 1.2 - Raizel Harrison de Haltz

I run into the woods, blood, I need blood. I sniff, there's a human in here, I look around, noticing two elderly couple walking and smiling at each other. I lick my lips. I speed in front of them which startled them. I quickly grab the old man neck and suck out all the blood in his vain, making the old lady scream. The man fell from my hand lifelessly, my eyes turn red, my demons showing itself, I look at the terrified woman before grabbing her and finishing what I started. *****"**

To be able to please them both. This past month I made a deal with four butchers that I found within a ten minute flight. They capture blood from animals prior to their deaths and chill it. It may not be the most humane thing in the world but me killing them in the woods is no different. Though the blood of cows, pigs and the like is hardly as satisfying as large game, it’s been working.

I had stumbled into a den of monsters, and I was the next victim to be sacrificed on their blood-stained altar. As we made our way through the throngs of people, I saw the faces of those who were about to be slaughtered. They were slaves, no longer useful to the Lycans, and they were going to be put down like animals. It was a chilling sight, one that made my blood run cold. But the Lycan was not content with just killing these poor souls. He had his sights set on me.

I maneuvered through the trees, finding the best paths until I reached an open area. Looking down, I noticed her blood staining my shirt, the metallic scent wafting into my nostrils, igniting a primal hunger. It triggered an overwhelming urge to feed on something raw, with blood. My body trembled as the transformation threatened to take over, making it a struggle to maintain control. I knew losing control would mean Venita's death.

Selena’s fight-or-flight instinct kicked in and she chose flight. “Damn it, he was not alone.” A man with a deep voice said, taking out his fangs from the gushing body of Ethan, but despite not being hungry, the creature knew it could not let Selena leave. It did not enjoy its meal because Ethan had the most common blood group in the world and that was their equivalent of a flat cola. This had quickly turned into a horrid evening, one of the most traumatic events for Selena but it was about to get worse. “Hey… You shouldn’t be doing that,” A voice said, it had the same bass as the one that had just killed but it was a lot more authoritative.

Her father knelt beside the wolf he’d killed, dug his hand into his chest, and tore out his heart. In horror, Elyssa watched as he consumed every last piece of it, howling brutality when he was done. After this, the men around him morphed into dark shadows and seeped into him through his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and Elyssa lunged away from them as she gasped. “Dad,” she slurred.