Camp Half Blood Book Novels & Stories

We all felt the loss. “Fucking Onyx was crazy out there. I can’t believe I’m saying this but I’m glad she was on our side,” He chuckled, and a smile tugged at my lips. Yeah, she was. My kind of crazy. “Yeah. Both of you. You two looked like king and queen warriors out there. It was something,” Manix chimed in. Somehow despite what had happened, she seemed to be winning them over too. If only… “I still can’t believe she donated her blood. Vampires always think they’re better than us and that’s like taboo for them or something and she was no exception. But from what I heard; it helped a lot of our people.”

Finally around 10am his phone started ringing. “Hello! What did he say?” Aiden practically yelled at his father through the phone. “Well good morning to you to son, I slept great thank you for asking.” Arthur responded sarcastically, “the doc said he has to have some werewolf blood but she might be a Half Blood. It’s very rare since most werewolves stick to their own kind, but there have been a few one night stands or even short relationships between humans and werewolves. Once in a while a half blood will be the product of that. We think your mate must have grown up as a human. Her mom may not have even known that she had slept with a werewolf let alone gave birth to one.”

It wasn’t some printed or typed book—it was handwritten in an old book. And Alex, I slightly read through, so you knew the book was written like the author was telling her life story or experience. “Ray, the book has no copy. It was written in an old book, and it had all the histories of werewolves and vampires and supernatural creatures all together.” Ray seemed to understand everything now. There was a mystery about Kehlani Richardson, Anthony’s sister, and that book would help them uncover how the Blood for Power Ritual works and it may help them in stopping Duke before he succeeds in the ritual.

(Harper’s POV) “I’m sorry, what now?” I stared at Harry, dumbfounded. He flicked through some more pages of the book and then turned it to face me. I apprehensively looked down at the book. The page was titled “Bloodline” and there was a picture of a wicked-looking blade down one side. The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before.

For a while we were on a dirt lane through the woods, then miles and miles of trees, interspersed with the occasional mansion. The first thing Damon said to me when we departed was, "The Stationary is about a two-hour ride. It's what we call the training camps." About 100 Half-Bloods reside there." "There's only 100 half-bloods?" I barely made it out.

The amount of blood that has been shed made it difficult to distinguish them from each other. I cautiously paced my way towards the Great Hall, the place where the war started a while ago. It is going to be a great risk, most of the blood drinkers will be there. I took the stairs and slowly went down— I am only one hall away from the Great Hall. I quickly ran through it as it seemed to be no sign of vampires. I positioned myself against the wall as I tried to peak behind it. I had a clear sight of the insides of the Great Hall. There are a lot of bodies on the floor and the rest of the Clan was in the center of the hall. They are piling up girls and a couple of boys as they shackled them up—

Further down the corridor was a cellar, which is where Bloodstain's den was. Guila walked to her bed and pulled out a black-covered book. It wasn't heavy or too thick. That was the only book she could save from being destroyed. The last book about the story of the first lycanthropist. It tells how it all happened and gives details about the moon goddess and her history with him.

"What do you mean she's awakened? I thought Ivy was the one with the book. She's just a lowly Omega who can't even shift. I doubt she's the one you're looking for." Aaliyah brought down her hands and the floating objects went down with her. They came crashing down on the floor, spilling it's content. "I finally understand what's going on. The half blood didn't die. She survived without her energy and the book has been with her all along. I couldn't find her because of the spell." "A half blood? Is that even real?" Marco asked, obviously stunned. He had heard about the existence of a half blood but it ended as just a rumor since nobody had ever seen her.

It turned out that people like them eventually meet someone worse. I lowered the brim of my cap and turned to leave, not wanting to be recognized. However, fate has a twisted sense of humor. My leather shoe stepped on a dry leaf. Crunch. Brian's head snapped up. Our eyes met. His eyes went wide. Like he had seen a ghost. Or a savior. "Bro?!" That single shout drew everyone's attention. My dad looked up, too, a flicker of light in his eyes. "Chester… Chester!"

"What a coincidence. I live there, too. It's hard to get a cab now, and my family's waiting. How about I pay you 40 dollars, and you give me a lift?" Charles hesitated for a second. "Alright. Hurry up and get in. I've got something urgent to deal with." He would be foolish to turn away money. And he really did have something urgent. He wanted to kill me. All through the ride, Maeve kept texting me, pushing me to hurry, and my father called to ask if something was wrong. I told him to stay home and rest. I wasn't going to let him risk himself this time. On the security cameras, I saw the iron gate at my in-laws' place being forced open, and a group of burly men rushing in.