Bloodline Vampire Series 소설 & 이야기

“Here they are,” On a long fancy table and feast, different unfamiliar faces have gathered. I want to hug myself when I felt how cold and dead the room felt. As I looked carefully, vampires with different races and bloodlines. However, all of their aurae screams power and superiority, as they hold the red blood wine and lay at their seats like it’s their own throne. This is the Valentin-Octavian Bloodline, I whispered to myself as I stand there stunned, their hawk-like eyes on me as If I am their prey, and one wrong move feels like a sin.

“That’s truly shameful, more so than a surname ever could be.” “Really?” he snapped. “So you think a pack trying to protect themselves by removing someone with an infamous past, is worse than having the same infamous surname as two different known killers? Really?” “You’re shaming me!” I exclaimed at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Aren’t I your mate? Aren’t you supposed to, oh, trust me?! What could I ever do to you?” There was a beat of silence. “Your father never killed his alpha, only his beta.”

“You need to rest, sweetheart. You lost a lot of blood.” I nodded faintly. “And I need to tell you something… something about the boys. About Cassian….about all of them Raven” I stiffened and nodded at her. “They’re cursed,” she said quietly. “It’s called the Blood Vane Curse. It’s been with them since their mother died. Every Blood Moon, they suffer. Their bodies burn and their thirst becomes unbearable. It’s like a death sentence every month and this is the Hundredth year they would face that and rumours have it that they might not survive it.”

"How?" He looked at the red moon outside. "We thought the Blood Moon would end the curse." "What will it do?" He whispered: "It will awaken every ancient bloodline." Kael stepped forward. "How many?" Her father looked at him. "All of them." Selene's eyes widened. "Vampires?" "Witches?" "Shifters?" Her father nodded. "Every supernatural bloodline that disappeared centuries ago." Luna stared. "Then the werewolf war was only the beginning." A distant bell rang.

“Fine, I can give you a bit of information that I have known for a while. My master is indeed a best friend to Miss Cattleya’s grandfather. The problem arises when the vampire clan demanded some responsibility after the death of their first blood in the hands of the elven king.” “First blood? What’s first blood?” I asked her with a big question mark on my head. “First blood is the first vampire who got turned and then spread the curse or blesses for some people. He was the creator of the vampire clan.” Lia answer it for me, and I was so thankful there was no mockery towards me. At least she knows I was not a woman who didn’t know anything about mystic blood before. “But do you have some evid

The look of one who was going to break a devastating news. "Luke was the first." Shiela continued "All vampires are from his bloodline. And now he's dead." "No.." Daniel's eyes widened in shock as he knew what she was trying to imply. Tears began to stream down his face. "God,No. Please,no." As if to confirm Shiela's theory, red veins began to form on Annabelle's arms and neck. Similar to the one on Luke before his death. "NO!! NO!! ANN,NO!!" Daniel cried frantically as he caught sight of the veins. " Stay with me,Babe. Please!! Please,I beg you!!"

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

Ken looked confused. “Wait, bloodline?” he asked. “It’s like soulmates, but for vampires. It’s a deep connection that draws you toward each other. You feel it now. “What humans call `raw love,’ we call `bloodline.’” “So that’s your excuse for why you stay?” he asked. She grabbed his cheeks again.

Then, softer, almost unwillingly, “But history has been wrong before.” She paced once, restless. “There were whispers. Bloodlines thought extinguished. Children born outside the pack. Hidden in plain sight. Marked but unclaimed.” She stopped in front of me. “If this were a mistake,” she said, her voice darkening, “the power would have rejected you. It would have torn you apart.” My chest tightened. Fear crawled up my spine. “I’m scared.” Mira’s eyes locked onto mine. “The wolves you saw,” she said slowly, “silver, gold, red, black… those are not pack wolves. Those are ancient aspects. Guardians of bloodlines long buried.”

Ajay asked him if the hospital didn't have the particular blood type he requested, the doctor nodded and that got everyone in a panic. Avanti suggested getting her blood tested to find out if she was of the same blood type as her mom. Abhishek asked her not to bother since they were both B+ types of blood. Mr. Ajay said he also wasn't a match with his wife, we looked at Pinky however she also said, her blood wasn't a match with Mrs. Anuradha's. The doctor asked us to find a way to get the blood on time or else Mrs. Anuradha would die, Avanti fell to her knees and began to cry.