Bloodstained Classic Mode 2 Novels & Stories

The grove reeked of iron, smoke, and the sharp green scent of crushed pine needles trampled under desperate feet. Moonlight, thin and merciless, cut through the canopy in silver blades, illuminating the clearing where the Moonshadow Order had made their final stand. The standing stone at the center loomed black and ancient, its surface now slick with fresh blood, Elara’s blood, dripping in slow, deliberate rivulets into the shallow basin carved at its base.

In Mafia business, there isn't any kindness left to show Just fight, cruelty and blood... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. .... . .. . blood.

Advanced Stealth(Unique), Super Enhanced(Mystic), Calm down(U), Ultra- Amplify(Unique),Poison Mastery(Mystic), Acid Mastery(Mystic) ,Bioshift(Unique), Blinking Steps(Mystic), Time Shift(Unique),FireBall(Rare), Stealing Life(Disaster), Judgement Seal(Unique), Superior life(Disaster) , Advanced Heal(Mystic), Sharpshooter] [Necromancer Class skills- Resurrect(Elite) Negate(Elite)] [Dragon Sentinel Class Skills- Innate spellcasting(Epic), Dragon's breath(Unique), Zone of Truth(Unique), Staggering Smite(Unique), Negative Energy Flood(Unique), Living Shadow(Unique)] [Necrosmith class skills- Craft(Unique)] {Blood Domain(Epic) -Vision of final moments, Black curse, Debuff immunity, Crimson ve

I ordered Clara got shot in her second thigh and the screams increased this time, I did the honors of shutting the windows to avoid her loud screams from getting to the quiet neighborhood. She cried like a baby and the floor was covered with her blood, I stared at her with no remorse and any form of sympathy in my heart "please help me, please, I'm scared to die, I'm losing blood" she cried and stretched her hands covered in blood to me "you have to pay for your sins, I won't -2touch you, the bullets have done their work and all I have to do is watch" I replied and crossed my legs on her couch

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Jax Shit. I'm late. If I miss class again there's no way to save my car from being taken away. Again. I was going to be on time but I saw her in the hallway. Sitting cross legged handing a paper to a freshman. Her long dark hair falling around her face and tiny frame. Her hand catches the corner of her folder and pulls down her sleeve revealing a very dark and unflattering mark on her creamy skin.

cladded in his black signature suit. "In your room right now!" TBC

Eyes… deep crimson, the color of wine freshly spilled across marble. I didn’t just wake up in a different body. I woke up in a different world. And not just any world. One I knew far too well. I had read about this place before—in a book called Blood and Moonlight. A gothic fantasy where ancient vampire courts ruled the night from silvered palaces, where ruthless werewolf packs prowled the wild forests, and where an uneasy truce held between fangs and claws… until it inevitably shattered. It was a story of war. A story of betrayal. A story where love was as fatal as any blade.

After a moment, Jorvan took out an infernal bill from his pocket. However, the money was covered in sticky blood. When it touched my skin, I went and got a rag to wipe it off. In the next second, I froze in place and dared not move. Oh no. In such horror games, only players could see blood. They could also see the actual undead nature of the ghouls. Jorvan’s lips curled into a wicked smile, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth as he stared at me. “Who are you? Where did the original owner of this food stall go?”

JACE W. -*- Blood floods my mouth, thick and metallic, clinging to my tongue. Claws tear into my neck and shoulders, but I ignore the pain, my teeth sinking deeper into my opponent's throat. I don't stop until my canines scrape against bone. A sickening gargle bubbles from his bloodied maw as I wrench myself free, leaving a gaping wound in my wake. His body convulses, collapsing into the growing crimson pool beneath him. I release my grip, already scanning the battlefield for my next target.