Book One Blood Novels & Stories

he says, and then I see it. The knife. My blood runs cold. “No,” I whisper. He lunges forward. Pain explodes through my arm. A sharp, tearing pain that steals the air from my lungs. I scream. It burns. It burns so badly I can barely think. Warmth spreads down my skin. Blood. My blood. I try to pull away, but my strength is fading too fast. The room spins. The man tightens his grip again, dragging me toward the door. “Move,” he orders.

“I’m going to kill you.” My shifting sent Joey and Anna into a spiral. “A white wolf. She’s a white wolf…” As expected from an Alpha, Joey was quick to snap back to reality. He gave Anna a nudge and shouted, “Run!” Joey put himself between us to cover Anna’s escape. There was no way I would let them get away with it. Blood must be paid with blood. I was right on Anna’s tail all the way to the street. Even on the broad street, she managed to lose herself in the heavy traffic.

Elira choked on a sob, trembling from the pains sharpening against her spine as the chief priestess pulled out the needle, trickling the blood on a gallipot, and thrusted the long steel again to immerse more blood. “No!” She cried, gritting her teeth in anguish, as beads of sweat and silver tears trailed down her face, curls of hair matted on her forehead. “We don't have such time to waste, we need to know if the king’s blood lives in the slave.” Advisor Maevin replied to the old woman, all the while King Kaelric sat quiet, brooding on how to rid himself of the mistake he had made. How could he have been so reckless as to succumb to the temptation of a slave? He wondered what she had offered

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

And there, under the light, were two perfect holes, right in his jugular vein. No blood. No signs of struggle. No torn clothing. Nothing else out of place. It was as if a bat had descended, sucked his blood perfectly clean, then flew away, without touching anything else. It was eerie. And outright terrifying. If his skin hadn’t turned completely white, she would have thought he was still alive, just taking a nap. She even felt tempted to go over and feel his pulse. But she knew that would be stupid. Sergei Rakov. He was young. And from what she’d heard, he’d been an arrogant prick. Could he already have had enemies?

I believe people can read this as a novel but in reality the author just wants to expose their readers to the monsters they see in other worlds. The title 'Desire for thirst' was inspired from my personal experience of writing this series. The main character in Desire for thirst is the werewolf which murdered my mom. For every novel, I make some particular things to specify from each book like the manner of killing. Likewise, the manner I used in Desire for thirst is man in Balck clothing slashing his victims throat after cutting out their tongue. i got shocked after seeing the similar manner of killing in the news. Was it only a coincidence or... i couldn't even come up with any ways to thi

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"

“The blood you share is no longer just hybrid. It’s divine. Your transformation isn’t random—it’s in sync with the moon.” “The Blood Moon,” Darius added grimly from where he stood guard. “The moon of reckoning.” Ava looked up. Already the sky had begun to change. The moon, once a cold silver, had taken on a reddish hue. Faint, but visible. Like a drop of blood in water, spreading. ⸻ Day One: Ava’s hands pulsed with energy, everything she touched sparked or sizzled. Marcus barely managed to stabilize her. “Your magic is unraveling the laws of nature,” he warned.

And yet, somehow, I was given the hardest task of all. Picking up the tray, which was heavier than all the rest since it was full of pitcher of heavy blood, I made for the door. The Pack clinic always kept a well-stocked blood bank, both in case a wolf needed a transfusion and for whenever important Vampires come calling. Since Werewolves heal so quickly, it doesn't take much to restock it with donations. I helped Rosie a few times doing blood drives during the long years of the war.

Seeing his cold eyes, Crystal didn't dare to make any tiny noise or love her hand as everyone's eyes were stuck on that page and her hand. Just in two seconds, everyone's breathing hitched as the colour of the book changed, and it was....BLOOD RED! Clara was left stunned as How could it be? Even Crystal was also surprised as she didn't know how it happened! Everyone including Ramos, Aurora and Vincent turned towards Clara with cold eyes but she was left dead cold with shock. With her shaky tone, Clara said, "H..how could it be possible? I'm sure something is wrong with the Alpha Book. I think you should check that Alpha Book_"