Bloodstream Book Novels & Stories

We all knew we had entered a new era, and for the first time, we were truly the Blood Moon Pack. *This is the end of Book 1 of Blood and Moon. Book 2 Love and War. It will focus on Kyle and Sabrina's love. Adam and Desire will be active in it too. I hope you enjoyed Adam and Desire's story, and I hope you will read and enjoy the remaining two books. Thank you for your love and support. THEY ARE ALL STANDALONE* My next project is Luca's inferno, please follow me on social media same as my pen name. I hope to hear from all of you on Luca's Inferno ( available only on goodnovel)

At the moment when James Steinbeck's body exploded, Caspian rushed forward, opened his five fingers like a torch, and grabbed at the center of the flesh and blood. The air shook violently. With a bang, the rolling blood fog was scattered, and a mass of purplish-red blood suddenly appeared in Caspian's palm. On the surface of the mass of blood, there was a black fog, which was extremely thick. Moreover, the blood seemed to be alive. At this moment, it was still twisting restlessly in the hands of Caspian, as if it was threatening or trying to find an opportunity to escape. "Carson Montgomery's Essence Blood."

But what made it different from the other books, was the ominous feeling that creep through my veins each time I held it. Blood. The word came to my head like a message, making me wondered why a demon was asking for blood again. Blood. "Of course." "Of course what?" Lily asked me, and I almost didn't know I muttered out. Without answering her question, I hurried for the dagger that was tucked well and always worn on my lower right leg. Blood. I quickly held the blade and might have caused some screaming and shouting from Lily and Mona once they saw me with a knife. Thrusting the blade to my palm, I waited for the blood to spill on the book. Nothing happened at first, but then the book opened

“Well, Miss Rose, the blood transfusion will be in two days; lucky for you, we just had donors, and I've tested your blood; it matches perfectly with most of them.” I sunk back to my seat, letting out a sigh. This is my new reality; I had to embrace it, or how else would I leave with it? I have heard people miraculously get freed from the chains of cancer, I could be one of those lucky souls. I believe. the blood was on the presumed day. That's why I'd accepted to step out of my house to accompany Dad to get Miss Beatrice from the airport, that's the first reason. The second one was that I needed an actual person to talk to, Ozzy's company wasn't enough.

Chapter 1 "Get the defibrillator! Increase the voltage!" "Doctor! The patient is experiencing massive bleeding, and the A-type blood from the blood bank was just urgently taken away." The intern nurse's hands were covered in blood, and she trembled. The operating room reeked of blood. She had never seen so much blood before. At that moment, a thought flashed through her mind. 'Who would suddenly take away A-type blood from the blood bank?' The woman lying on the bed was pale. Her lips were dry, and her eyes started to lose focus. "Juan..."

Perhaps it's effect is only mild. She poured a little of the blood in an empty glass she found on the table, then she added just a little ash and stirred. She frowned when nothing happened. Was the book wrong? If the book was wrong, the book wouldn't be restricted. She then added a little more ash, and the the blood began to foam. Interesting. She watched it closely, taking note of every single change. By the time the blood stopped foaming, it had turned black. She smiled. Now she wondered if this would work on the royal vampires. If only she could get their blood.

Chapter 1: Blood Debt The warehouse smelled like rust and death. Luca Rossi stood over the body, chest rising slow and steady, the only sound in the sudden silence. Marco Vitale’s eyes stared up at the cracked ceiling, vacant now, blood pooling dark and thick beneath his head. One clean shot—center mass—then two more to be sure. Message delivered. Luca wiped his hands on a rag one of his men handed him, though the blood had already dried under his nails. He didn’t flinch. He never did.

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.

“Ryden just told me that I’m an abomination, a destroyer of the world.” “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” Samarah spoke again. “And you do?” I snorted. “Do tell me, Samarah, at least before you die. Let the truth out. Be useful.” “Your blood is the only thing that can destroy the book.” “Wow.” I rolled my eyes. “It all started with my fucking blood, and it’s the only one that can destroy everything. That’s fucking amazing, don’t you think?”

I can still save him. I’m running again, all thoughts of the battle pushed from my mind. I don’t look back toward the soldiers fighting. I’m moving toward the barrier, toward safety. The barrier’s shimmer glows faintly ahead, its magic flickering like a dying lantern. I race toward it. Brook’s body is heavy against mine, his head pressed to my chest, his blood soaking into my uniform, into my skin. I already know it’s too much blood, that his life is hanging in the balance.