Bloodborne Stories Novels & Stories

Chapter 1: Blood Debt The warehouse smelled like rust and death. Luca Rossi stood over the body, chest rising slow and steady, the only sound in the sudden silence. Marco Vitale’s eyes stared up at the cracked ceiling, vacant now, blood pooling dark and thick beneath his head. One clean shot—center mass—then two more to be sure. Message delivered. Luca wiped his hands on a rag one of his men handed him, though the blood had already dried under his nails. He didn’t flinch. He never did.

A life without my brothers in it was a fucking nightmare. I rushed back to the Main mansion and saw my step mother smiling at the phone, I bet she was making a call but I didn't care at the moment. Reaching the last stage of the shift during the blood moon means death, the last time it happened to me…my father has to do something he never meant to do, killing a new born baby so I could feed on it's blood to survive. I almost gagged at myself when I heard it but fuck this curse, I'll do anything.

“Written by the original guardians who forged the curse to bind the darkness.” John glanced at the tome’s cover etched with the same symbol as the obsidian heart. “So this is the origin?” “Yes,” the keeper said, stepping back into the shadows. “And within these pages lie the key to ending the curse or unleashing it fully.” Sarah opened the tome carefully. The words revealed a tale of an ancient lineage the Bloodborne whose sacrifice sealed away a monstrous power known as the Hollow. But the Hollow was not destroyed; it was imprisoned within the heart, guarded by the blood vow’s descendants.

Not metaphorically. It boiled. The scent hit the crowd before the magic did, iron-rich and laced with power. The coals beneath me hissed as blood seeped from my cracked skin, soaking the embers. The sky darkened. And then… I moved. Not rising, not yet. I twitched. The pain should’ve ended me. Instead, it opened me. Bloodbinding surged up through my spine, hungry and unholy. It wasn’t Sevrin’s gift anymore. It wasn’t borrowed.

“She spoke to Ezek. They weren’t arguing. It felt... coordinated.” His jaw tightened. “You’re sure?” “Yes.” He cursed under his breath, then turned and began pacing the riverbank. “I thought they were all gone,” he muttered. “I thought the others were…” He stopped himself. Aria stepped closer. “What others?” Kael looked at her, pain and fear mingling in his eyes. “There were stories,” he said. “Before the war. About children born under blood moons. Wolves with silver eyes and... gifts. They called them the Emberborn. Or Silverborn, depending on who you asked.”

Each generation building on previous generations' work, solving different problems, asking different questions, making different mistakes. Infinite work across infinite generations. Just like Aurora had written. Just like she'd accepted. Just like she'd trusted would happen. The work was never finished. But meaningful transformation had occurred. Was occurring. Would continue occurring. That was enough. More than enough. Everything. THE END To everyone who stepped into the shadows of Ashwick with Sera and Lucien thank you. Blood Bound began as a story about enemies, curses, and centuries of hatred, but somewhere along the way, it became a story about choice. The choice to question what we’ve

Madeleine Cross -one of the few humans immune to the deadly virus Zion- after an unfortunate turn of events such as the loss of her last remaining parental figure finds herself captured by a BloodHound -a genetically enhanced being, designed to identify and retrieve the last remaining Negatives roaming the Earth. She gets thrown into a sterile room to be subjected to various tests, under the pretence that her blood would be the key to develop an antidote against the deadly virus...But that couldn't be any further than the dark truth.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

The stories of the wolf legends weren't just false folklore; they were true. Here, in this book, I had always had. It made mention of three wolves that birthed the wolf bloodlines. All but one were dead, Emmett. If he said he didn't belong here then he still thinks he had his home. In another universe or something else. Wait a minute. I went to my closet and picked up Emmett's urn. I read the hieroglyphics that were on it as I strolled to my bed.

We all knew we had entered a new era, and for the first time, we were truly the Blood Moon Pack. *This is the end of Book 1 of Blood and Moon. Book 2 Love and War. It will focus on Kyle and Sabrina's love. Adam and Desire will be active in it too. I hope you enjoyed Adam and Desire's story, and I hope you will read and enjoy the remaining two books. Thank you for your love and support. THEY ARE ALL STANDALONE* My next project is Luca's inferno, please follow me on social media same as my pen name. I hope to hear from all of you on Luca's Inferno ( available only on goodnovel)