Bloodstream Book Novels & Stories

He felt alone and helpless. Thin streams of blood flowing from the vampire's wounds stained the Nulliard's face. One of them flowed like a bloody snake into the nostril, the other into the limply parted mouth, the rest flowed randomly over the velvet dark steel skin, speckled with scratches, dripping onto the ground and staining the grass crimson. The world around them ceased to exist for them

All magic had a signature, even dark magic. As I continued to scan the room, moving through it carefully, I found a single book resting upon an old stone pedestal. The leather was thicker than the others, held together with ebony stitching that looked as dark as the shadows slithering about. Scratched onto the front were the words, “Liber Sanguinis.” Book of Blood... My gut told me this was the book I was looking for. The one that held the spell Kimberly used to bind herself to Jude. It was coated in a thick layer of that tar-like substance.

"That mark belongs to me." She stepped back, blade raised again. "You're lying." He took a slow step forward, his eyes glowing brighter. "I wish I were." Before she could react, the sky darkened. Dozens of crows rose from the trees at once, shrieking and circling above them. The air grew heavy, the ground trembling under her boots. Kael looked up at the sky. "The Bloodbound has awakened." Seraphina didn't understand what he meant-she only knew one thing. Her life had just changed forever.

" She paused and wiped the stray tears that had fallen while she wrote, then walked to their bedroom, picked up a soft blanket, and then headed back down the stairs. She put the letter on her uncle's chest, then placed the blanket across their bodies. She picked up her clothes and sneakers and ran out of the house. Remembering something her uncle once told her as she ran towards the creek that was close to her house: "Creeks lead to rivers, rivers lead to towns." She kept running until she reached the creek. She slumped to the ground, kneeling on the smooth pebbles along the creek, and cried. She missed her family so much. She had no idea what would become of her, what life had in-store for

* Trigger Warning, this book contains violence, dark fantasy, abuse, death, murder, and trauma* Prologue Blood was everywhere, on the ceiling, the floors, the bed. The coppery smell of the warm red liquid filled the air, making my nose wrinkle in disgust. I rubbed my blood-covered hands through my hair. The rage simmered as the adrenaline left my body. It was like I was stuck in a haze. Why was I covered in blood, and who did it belong to?

Oblivion took hold of me, and a chamber of ice encased my swollen heart. ** The story continues in Book 2: The Bloodstone Vampire. Out December 1st 2020. Thank you for reading SRWW – I hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I have!**

Blood. Blood was everywhere. Red, sticky, warm, wet blood. A sea of blood. It was everywhere. She could not tell where it ended and where it began. All she knew was that nothing was ever going to be the same again. She could not think straight, her head was pounding as if a thousand nails were being hammered into her skull. Her chest felt like it was going to burst any moment, but tears would not fall. Breathing became an arduous task as she scrambled through the pool of blood in search of a familiar face.

Hearing that, the neighbors started cursing. "She already wired the funeral money and still won't admit it." "That really sounds like Lydia's voice. How cruel! Three people are dead because of her!" "The world has gone mad. She was speeding, and she's blaming the victims for the accident? I saw the video. She hit them before they even stepped on the crosswalk!" I turned to Maeve. "You told me the car was scraped and asked me to transfer ten thousand for repairs. How did it become funeral money? Besides, I've been sick the past few days—that voice is clearly edited!"

But I can't hide things forever so, I will reveal the truth to her. "Oh you're talking about that cure? Yes there is a cure. You know what is it? It's the blood of Albino people," I heard Lucia gasped. I did not react to that but rather continue on informing her. "That's why the capital, and the King are eager to get your twins. People are calling them witches. People are out to drain their blood, Lucia. The reason why the King knows about it is because there's a book about that"

Without complications. I needed to show Perrin that I could do that. I plopped down on the armchair, sensing his scent in the pillows. I tried to focus. “Ok, where did we leave off?” He said, flipping through the textbook. I grinned. “How about we start with a chapter I don’t know yet?” “Brilliant.” He flipped a few more pages. “Ok. What’s “Sepsis?” Another easy one. “Known as Septicemia. It’s a poisoning of the blood, typically from bacteria. It can cause infection in other parts of the body and be carried through the bloodstream.”