Bloodstone Villain Novels & Stories

Each time, I refused. Resenting me ever since, she had openly sided with Valentina and looked for any excuse to drive me out of their house. I let her take the Bloodstone bracelet. She had no idea that the merfolk’s heirlooms could only be worn by those of merfolk blood. Anyone else who wore them would be cursed with relentless misfortune and a shortened life.

They may never have a weapon to kill her, but they could find something against her kind. Bloodstones. Maybe they looked like humans, but they were cut out of rocks. Harder, they were than diamonds. To destroy them would require the effort of a fellow bloodstone, or an army of them, and this would involve them reshaping a part of themselves, or the entirety of themselves into a weapon. Susan took to her feet, then she walked up to her bedside table and kept the book on the surface. She turned to Hannah, and arched a brow. “After you,” Susan said.

“I don’t touch the woman...my lord, I promise you.” “It will be better for you because she’s been letting me down a lot lately...send your modified wolves, in the next fight, I’ll send my weapon.” I must say, Vlad was really good at kidnapping and enslaving my youngest nephew...He was never up to the task of being a Moon Stone. “Use it with caution...it’s still an emotionally unstable weapon.” “I modified it...now it’s perfect!” I bow my head, it’s best not to make his anger further. I leave the room and head to my tent, where I find my personal fortune teller.

"I'll pay someone to attack Sierra in prison. I'm sure that one of those prisoners is going to be desperate for some extra money." "I want to make sure that Sierra loses everything, and not even her father's money will be able to get her out of this situation." Kage scoffed in annoyance and went upstairs. I took a sip of my champagne. "It looks like the billionaire's jewel thief is no more." SIERRA POV I was puzzled. "I never stole the blue diamond; you have to believe me. I don't even understand how it even ended up in my house." "The evidence was clearly found in your house, and we are aware that you attempted to steal the blue diamond back in New York."

Her chin. For a sliver of a second the pack, the valley, the war all fell away and there was only the shape of her under my palms. “There’s a spy in White Cliff,” I said. My voice was a blade, steady. “They’re pushing stories to Bloodstone. About you. About us.” I watched the old ghosts cross her face—Bloodstone’s name pulled the past from its hiding place, and I could see how it cut. “They’re not finished with me,” she whispered.

There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them. He wasn’t the only one who possessed unnatural abilities. There was a female warrior in his pack that was known as Nightingale. She was extremely agile with swift reflexes that were almost invisible to the naked eye. Aside from her, there was Phantom. I didn’t know the ranks of the pack members, but each member had skills that were just as strong as their Alpha. Phantom could move so fast that some believed he could teleport and he was more dangerous than Shadowstrike. Phantom was a known killer and was on the top of the wanted list for not only werewolves but al

It was one thing that Bishop and I had done right throughout this devious partnership with Tyler, and I am for sure that he didn’t calculate the numbers we would have now, taking down Tommy D, giving us an advantage over his army of vamps. Bishop joined my side as we began to walk towards the address that Tristan had given me, while I could see he was more than ready to put an end to this as I was. The closer we moved towards it, I could feel my mate’s presence, along with an immense power, even greater than the power I was feeling from the moonstone still in my hand. “Quinn is here, I can feel it.” I said to Bishop, as I took the necklace pulling it over my head as I readied myself to go to

“Did you bring me what I want?” I placed the Heart of the Moon before him. "Let Richard go, and it's yours." Victor picked up the artifact, stroking it. “So this is the relic that strengthens a wolf's soul, that keeps the Silvermoon Pack unbeatable in the Council? With this, my Blackstone bloodline will no longer be second to yours. I can release him.” For a fleeting moment, I thought I had saved them. But he wasn't a man of his word. "However," he smirked, "I think a little more... payment is required."

She was sweating profusely in the video as she begged her husband, tears running down her face like a dam. "Please William, I beg you, we didn't had any fight, while the gun?" She trembled slightly, as she hugged the couch near her, begging her husband. "Oh, Dear, I have to compensate someone with your blood" Her husband laughed hysterically. Her blood? Compensate? Her head banged archly, as she gazed at her husband with fear, "Who wants my blood?" "Look, it is the under world don that wants your blood, he is thirty to drink your blood, so I have to give him yours" He explained, his eyes turning darker.

Other times, I imagined it being a quiet place, with members who walked around on eggshells because they were terrified of questioning or upsetting their leaders. Still other times, I would try to imagine what Bloodstone’s pack members would think of me. I usually came to the conclusion that they would think of me as being far too loud, too liberal, and too opinionated, and that they would all not-so-secretly hate me for jilting their alpha heir at the altar. All of these possibilities were consistent with what I had been told about the Bloodstones by Xander and others. They were also consistent with Leo’s Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde personality.