Blue-blooded Novels & Stories

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

End is bleak and the rise close The crimson Rukh and the guardian of the flame One who bleeds blue holds the fate of those Beware, every cheat has a price. Curse is on the name The end of the night is bleak and that is when the rise is close - a time right before dawn. The Crimson Rukh was the owner of Nirvana and the guardian of the flame must be her protector - Chosens were practically guardians in Rakhbar, so perhaps Ambrose was the Guardian of Flame! The one who bleeds blue… Only demonic monsters bled blue. Ambrose had red blood that only turned bluish when his demon had taken over so she knew demons had red blood but it turns blue when it is healing - It could be this child.

“If you have the mark then surely no one can go against the Ancient One.” “Trust me. There are many who are trying to force him to pick another Beta by killing me.” “And why would they do that?” “Well, I’m not a pure-blood.” “And what is a pure-blood?” “Someone whose parents aren’t of the same kind, or tribe, as you would put it.” “And what is wrong with that?” I had to admit, her innocence was a beautiful thing; a breathe of fresh air. “The people that want to kill me have a deep sense of pride for their kind. They don’t want to see their blood mixed with others.”

One of the wolf blood council elders addresses the Blue Blood Pack’s beta. “I’m sure the Russian alpha heir just wants to justify his thirst for blood. He is, after all, of savage bloodline. We all know that no matter how civilized he claims to be, even throwing coming from a royal family, he is always going to be the son of a savage whore.” Fucking asshole disrespects my mother and it’s taking a lot of me not to grab him and rip his heart out.

Laila “So Alphas are the blue blood in the werewolf world, huh?” I asked. “Blue blood?” He frowned at the term. “Yeah—like hereditary rulers, kings and other royals. Titles passed down to the eldest son, or next in line, sometimes to the daughter, if she was the only child. Personality or ability doesn’t seem to matter. It’s a birthright.” “Yes, it’s like that. But for us, it’s because of genetics. Though, you’re right—some Alphas are terrible leaders.”

I grabbed the handle and tried to open it, but it seemed locked. The sound reverberated in our ears for a long time. A musty, dank order sneaked into my nose. Weeds of dark leafy were clinging on the roof, due to which any person would faint. The house's walls showed black decay with various names written on them with red ink or blood. Stains of original paint indicated the house's prior affluence. The fresh blood of humans covered the corners of the doors with tiny black spiders thread towards their loot. It reflected a royal yet haunted image as if Kings and queens lived here for centuries.

I’m not in the mood to fall prey to a pure-blood just to satisfy Eyla’s fantasies. I let my head fall back. “What kind of research have you done?” “Admittedly, nothing…” She rubs the back of her neck sheepishly. Pure-bloods, created with the purpose of balancing nature, are the personification of everything that entails living. Seven Sins and Seven Virtues. I have my theories of which pure-blood lives up here, if any, and they aren't a Virtue. “For a girl so willing to seduce one, you don’t know an awful lot," I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock.

“What about you? As far as I recall, you are supposed to be in your office right now. What are you doing in this rundown place?” She means well. A CEO should serve his purpose in the company. I nod with a sigh. She smiles again, showing a row of perfect white teeth. I smile inside me at how cleverly she has her fangs hidden away. She is a vampire from Another World. But being a vampire queen gives her the benefits of not being wholly dependent on blood for survival. Unlike lesser vampires, she can indulge in the delish of our worldly delicacies. Although her main meal is blood, she opts to take it from the blood bank or from her prisoners without killing them.

The edge pricked my finger, and it was bleeding now. But instead of falling, the blood seems like the dagger absorbed it. "What's happening? Are you ok, Evolet?" Blaze asked. I nod. I do not want to look away. The blood disappeared, and the letters seem to rearrange themselves. I could read what it says now. To break the curse, one needs to die. The one whose blood is blue! "What's the meaning of this? Who has blue blood?" Oren asked, confused. "It might be a metaphor! It might be blue blood like royal blood!" Blaze said, looking out the window. "It might be the blood of a God..."

For all she knew, Rubians hated the Silverans. The Silverans, also known as silver-bloods, were characterised to be selfish, self-righteous pricks that felt like they were above everyone else because of the raw magic they possessed. They were at the top of the food chain. They had everything going for them and they had a gigantic wall surrounding the expanse of their territory and other kingdoms feared them greatly. Whereas the Rubians, also known as red-bloods, were at the bottom of the food chain. They didn’t have magic or wealth, and they were totally under the mercy of the other kingdoms. The silver-bloods would steal from them and oppress them despite how less privileged the red-bloods