Bloodstained Endings Novels & Stories

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

The next day, my body felt weightless. The stomach pain that had been driving me insane was gone. I looked down and saw a body lying on the floor with a purple and blue face, as well as white foam and dark red blood crusted at the corners of the mouth. That was me. That was Layla Lloyd, as dead as a doornail. I floated in midair, staring at my own stiff corpse. It looked almost like a stranger. Now, the girl who had always kept her head down would never have to bow to anybody again.

Warm, thick blood oozed out from her wound, and it dyed her clothes red through the gap between her fingers. At that moment, Darren’s face flashed through her mind. ‘Darren… Is this going to be the end of us?’ She thought as she could feel her life slipping from her fingers. Her consciousness was gradually fading, and her vision was starting to blur. Everything in front of her was slowly being covered by a faint layer of shadow and all she could see was Leia’s blood-stained hand and her fiendish face inching closer towards her. At that moment, someone kicked the door of the bathroom open. Rosy arrived just in time to save her and kicked Leia, knocking her down. The loud bang caused by Leia h

Blood stained her trembling fingers, a vivid testament to her suffering. With an unwavering determination, Lilith shifted her gaze to Alvin, her eyes still shining with their golden hue, oblivious to the change. Slowly, she traced her bloodied hands along the place where the dagger had pierced his chest, her touch gentle yet desperate, seeking a connection she did not fully comprehend.

Me dying here, that would be the bloodline ending. ...so this is how and where the Von Kassin bloodline ends? I thought, as my lungs felt hot and heavy. Blood continued to trickle out of my sides where Lorcan had gashed through them. Not ending by the cruel ways of the Dark Ones' or on a Purging Party... but by senseless human greed that contaminated even the hearts of werewolves. This is how the ancient oath comes to an end, huh?

“Make this place your graveyard.” I pursed my lips tight and pointed my finger at him. The swords flew towards him at once. “You want to kill me?” He wiped the blood on his cheek and blocked the swords with counterattacks. “If that’s the case, I will die together with everyone close to you.” I gasped when the next moment, Queen Romina was slammed to the wall again when Ren fired her a smoking blade. “Now Solterra has no ruler and completely ruined. I will die happily.”

Blood stained the dirt as the battle raged on, the scent of fear and violence filling the night air. The scent of fear and violence filled the air, mingling with the metallic stench of blood. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched in a mix of horror and relief as Azriel swiftly dispatched the remaining two vampires. The lifeless bodies lay strewn across the ground, a grim to the battle that had just unfolded.

The scent of iron floods my senses, and I look down to see crimson pooling beneath me. “Please,” I choke out, my vision blurring. “Cain, save the pup… Save our pup…” Cain’s cold gaze meets mine one last time before he turns away, pulling Claire with him. “Let her die,” Claire says over her shoulder, her voice dripping with venom. “She and that bastard pup aren’t worth saving.” The door slams shut, their laughter echoing down the hall as my world fades to black. The full moon hangs high in the sky, its light filtering through the shattered window. My blood seeps into the floor, staining the wood with the last vestiges of my life.