Bloody Mary Legend Novels & Stories

Riana’s pulse quickened. Powerful, was the word that resonated with the legends of the Blood King. The ancient vampire, a figure of immense power who was said to have ruled the Crimson Zone with an iron fist, his thirst for blood insatiable, his cruelty legendary. He was a tyrant, a monster, a god in his own right. And now, his presence was being felt again, his power resurfacing, his vengeance awakening.

She stumbled toward what remained of the main hall — and there, in the center of the broken floor, a sigil shone faintly beneath the dust. A spiral of moons. An ancient mark of power. Suddenly, pain seared across her left shoulder. Ava cried out, dropping to one knee, clutching the mark hidden beneath her skin. Marcus was at her side instantly, steadying her. “It’s your bloodline,” he said fiercely. “It’s answering. You’re waking up.” The sigil on the ground pulsed once — and for a heartbeat, Ava saw visions flash across her mind: Wolves howling under blood-red moons.

He took a deep breath, and another big gulp of his beer. “I don’t know what the weapons had or how they worked, but they stopped everyone from being able to shift and feel their wolves. Mate bonds are there, but most mates are same-sex couples. Pups have been few in the past years, so our numbers have been dwindling.”, Adam said. He reached for his bottle of beer again.

Marcus replied resignedly. He has no siblings. He was an only child, so his parents had no other heir besides him. His only hope now was Brizella, his daughter. "Seeing her like this, I'm a little unsure if she wants to be the heir of Werewolfia. Even though she's stronger than us, we have to remember that she inherited Alister's human blood. She is still my first daughter, and Arnanta is my second. I hope we get the chance to have another child," the woman hoped.

Lilith and her fellow maids awoke from their sleep, and when Lilith saw the infinitely enlarged blade in front of her, she subconsciously used the treasure chest she was holding in her arms to block it ---- But the silhouette finally stabbed Lilith, with the magic light in the dormitory, the masked man in tights stopped attacking Lilith, and at that moment Lilith's chest was dyed a bright red, her originally red face became pale, and the small box in her arms was also stained with Lilith's blood, and the scratch on the small box told the origin of that ear-piercing metallic sound. "Who are you and why are you trying to kill me!" Lilith kept moving her body backward

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

But… the vampire I dreamed about was not real! “Second, the Dervy. They are the kinds of vampires that are evil. They possessed dark magic and it was very dangerous. They are our enemy. They are the second strongest of the entire vampire clan. The color of their eyes is black which I know is scary to look at because it looks like the eyes of a demon. And don't come near one of them because they will kill you," This is what Knox and I fought yesterday they almost killed me. I stood up in shock when I saw it because of its appearance.

Although it was strange, I decided not to question that part, seeing that Uncle Jonah was tired, perhaps another day, as he said earlier. "Surprised, uh? I bet you were expecting creepy things because of the story I told you, you know what Deborah, everything isn't always as it seems," He smiled, voicing out my thoughts once again. "Of course," I said as the car turned to the other street, I stared at the library until it vanished from my sight. There was something mysterious about the tale and library, like a connection, unknown to the world. And Genesis, she was a woman scorned, a powerful Owlignus but yet—she simply gave out the town that was her beloved, a town she built and owned. Until

After I was done taking care of Mary, I would destroy them all. I moved my hand to get a better look at her wound, the smell of her blood increasing, it was intoxicating, I couldn’t resist the pull to take a taste, I brought my hand up to my mouth, and licked the blood, letting out a small groan at the taste, it was the best thing I had tasted in the millennia that I had been alive. The taste of her blood had to be one of small delicacies of this world. I felt Mary stiffen in my arms as she let out a small gasp. I looked down at her and noticed she’d opened up her eyes. Had she watched me, clean her blood off my hands, had she seen how much I enjoyed the way she tasted.

CHAPTER 181 ~3RD PERSON'S POV~ “And that is the actual reason I and my parents were banished from Forgotten. It's the same reason I still lose my mind when I see blood,” Mary said. She had woken up from her deep slumber and was now sitting at the dining table with Anaya, waiting for Edith to serve dinner. “So, the source of the powerful aura that surrounds you every time you see blood is an abyss demon that's always with you?” Anaya asked.