Bloodstone Villain Novels & Stories

“Don’t mourn for them, my love. They wouldn’t have shown you any mercy.” A sigh escaped her lips, a whisper of resignation. “Yes, yes, I know. But still…” I silenced her with a kiss, tasting the salt of her tears, the exhaustion on her lips. “Come, I see the bloodstone.” The moonlight illuminated the place where the bloodstone lay on top of a jagged rock formation that looked like a sacred altar. The bloodstone was nothing more than a piece of dark green crystal with red splashes that mimicked blood spatter on it. It didn’t look like much, but some say it had magical powers.

"I, Jasper Draven, require the moonstone for a cleansing ritual. I committed the crime of faking a mate bond. I did this because my pride was hurt by being rejected." The uncertainty that hung in the air was killing me. It was my turn so I stepped forward placing my hands on the moonstone. "I, Gwen Blackthorn, require the moonstone for a cleansing ritual. I committed the crime of faking a mate bond to avoid humiliation and the label of rejection." I stepped away from the moonstone. Sonya made some incantations, and a bright light appeared from the moonstone. It was beautiful but turned frightening the moment a hologram appeared of Jasper and me holding a throbbing heart. I had never seen som

A ripple of misogynistic chuckles goes around the table and I add the mental note that all those empty council seats should be filled by women. “We have black moonstone in our house. Spheres, jewelry, trinkets… this has never happened to us,” he finishes. “Then it must be enchanted in some way,” another council member puts in. “Who saw this spell at work?” “I did. And my bodyguard, Xiao.” I turn and thank her and indicate she can take the box away. I didn’t even want to bring it into a room full of werewolves, but the prop has proved effective. “She can testify that black moonstone was found in a bracelet on the assassin who took my hand.”

Yet, I never managed to bear an heir for him. The entire pack began whispering behind my back, calling me a possessive Luna and a dangerous temptress who brought ruin. Some even rumored that I was a curse intentionally sent by the Gray Valley Pack to sever the Black Rock bloodline and drive them toward destruction. In the sixth year of our mate bond, Raymond's mother handpicked several gentle, beautiful she-wolves and sent them to his study. Surrounded by them, he looked completely flustered. The moment he looked up, his eyes met my freezing gaze.

The same pitch and cadence and quality, coming out of a dead man's throat and landing in the cold night air with the particular wrongness of a sound being produced in completely the wrong place by completely the wrong mechanism. The children in the vehicles. I heard one of them start crying quietly. I didn't look away from Thomas. "The Bloodstone," my voice said from his throat. Everyone went completely still. "What about the Bloodstone?" Seraphine said. Her voice was very carefully level. Thomas's body turned toward her with that mechanical tracking movement. His gold eyes found her face and held. "Morgana has it," my voice said from his throat. "She has been preparing the ritual for three

I knew no one. I opened my eyes just as Gillian sighed. "If only we could find one or two of the gemstones she loves collecting. We can pay her with that and she'd put her soul into the work," my ears twitched at the sound of that. "Gemstones?" "Yeah," Cooper said with another sigh. "Valerie is a huge gemstone fanatic. She collects anything related to precious stones. That's how Kira was able to win her heart and also break up with her without much problem from the psycho. One of the gemstones she wishes to collect is blood moon stars. A variety of quartz-danburite hybrid stones formed from the blood tears of the first vampire princess. Do you know the story of Princess Nexia?"

Without protection, a vampire could compel any human close to me … and I could be compelled, too. Raven closed her eyes as she held my hand and extended her other hand over the stones. “Siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage, siramacha brenach bondagia compage.” She opened her eyes, clearly drained. She reached down and picked up one of the stones, placed it in my hand, then curled my fingers around it. “Make sure to carry this with you at all times.” I nodded and looked down at the stone. I could definitely see why it was called Bloodstone. It looked like blood had been splashed into a sea of green, then frozen into a stone.

They knew better than to attract the anger of this dangerous demon king through any sign of weakness or judgment. Malakar cleaned his sword on the dead man's clothes before tossing it aside. Then he looked at Eryndra and let out a cruel, evil smile that made her soul shrivel. The blood on his face gave him the true definition of a devil - beautiful in a terrible way, but utterly without mercy or humanity. "How do you like my welcome gift to Valethorne, dear wife?" Malakar asked, his voice smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. Eryndra stared at him, her heart shattering with fear, but she fought desperately to keep a brave expression on her face. Inside, her mind was screaming with horror an

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

"Shadowthorn essence is a dark poison derived from the thorns of the nightshade plant. They cause terrifying hallucinations, leading to paralysis." "While Whisperwind Venom is harvested from the elusive Whisperwind spiders dwelling in the ethereal forests, this poison imbues one's mind with haunting whispers and illusions, driving them to the brink of madness." "These poisons are not easily found. They are only in Kingdom Solstice." As tears streaked down my cheeks, I struggled to make sense of Dr. Halt's words. My shoulders sagged under the weight of the brutal revelation, and my eyes widened in shock. Frantically, I scanned the room, desperate for answers that slipped through my fingers li