Creatures That Drink Blood Novels & Stories

They rarely died, renewing themselves by regularly drinking human blood and keeping humans as slaves in their territory. The Night Crawlers always wear a special necklace during the day, which absorbs the sun's power and heat, preventing harm to their skin and potential death. Some Night Crawlers can shape-shift into various forms, excluding wolves. This is why they sought the magical amulet from the blue crystal wolves clan to unlock its power for shape-shifting into wolves. "Striker, fetch my meal," commanded Tiger, the leader of the Night Crawlers. He instructed one of his companions to bring him a young girl they had captured the previous night. As vampires, they depended on blood for su

The grass, the road, the steps… were all littered with bodies and soaked in blood. The air is filled with the smell of dirt and blood. and a stench that rank of evil hangs over the battlefield like a blanket. The dragons breathe a stream of ice from their mouths, hitting the beast and then freeze instantly. My men swung their swords and split the offensive beasts in half. Vampires run toward the beasts at their inhuman speed. They attack them and drink their blood until they suck life out of them. Unfortunately, a werewolf warrior lunged on the beast but he dogged his attack and slammed the wolf into the ground. The wolf howled in pain as he beat his fist into the wolf's skull.

Giulia says as she looks back at me, and my eyebrows furrow. "Really. I thought they were obsessed with blood," I reply, and she shrugs. "They track using a prey's blood, but we have researched them. Since we heal fast and we know they can't kill us with just their bites, we have run experiments. We force a thirsty one to go without food for a few days, and then we put our arms through the bars. The thirsty ones always bite, and we have found that they suck everything out. They have venom in their mouths that liquify most tissues. So they literally suck their prey completely dry. We have dissected squirrels that they have caught, and the theory has been confirmed every time. Our blood kills

Damien asked, hint of surprise laced on his tone as he scrutinized him. "Funny but true. If I hadn't seen him feeding on my childhood friend right in front of me, I would have doubted that they looked so normal. They pretty much drink our blood and from my observation, it seems their blood doesn't mix well with ours which is why we don't heal whenever they bite us. I also think that they survive by drinking blood," Kira informed Damien who walked closer to take a closer look at the creature. "Creatures cursed by the sun? You said they were cursed by the sun which is why they do not walk around during the day right?" Damien asked and Kira hummed in reply.

It wasn’t as if we didn’t visit his parents. The Vlad clan as often as we could. But Tristan also respected the intense and healthy fear that many Mystics had of his race. Of all the supernatural races, blood drinkers were by far the most disparaged. Too many had lost control. Were too powerful to keep in check, or stop when their hunger all but extinguished several of the old races. The Fey. Fairies, Elves, Nymphs, Sprites, even some changelings. All creatures of light, and the elements. Their blood, the equivalent of heroin. A drug that gave them abilities they couldn’t imagine, and high that caused nothing but chaos in their obsession.

He asked. "I can't explain everything at once but the first thing you need to learn is that, it's not just shape-shifters that run the streets of California. There are also blood sucking creatures known as vampires and a few others that you won't believe exist; cretaceous you haven't even imagined."

It was creatures of a different kind. Initially, they believed it to be wolves, and the White-Wolf house, whose current leader is Nael, was summoned. But the analysis of the corpses showed the same symptoms. The bodies were all drained of their blood, and there were bite marks on their carotid arteries. From holes caused by sharp canines. For the first time in the history of the supernatural world, an unknown and uncontrollable species appeared. Vampires... Beings with a human appearance and diaphanous skin whose abilities rivalled those of witches and wolves.

I tried to say the last one quietly hoping it wouldn’t freak her out. “Dragons? Like princess stealing, fire breathing, flying beasts?” “Yes. Though only one ever stole a princess. Most dragons are laid back and don’t like confrontation. They also all live on an island.” Mell looked concerned. “But if it helps vampires have not existed for three or for centuries. There were some that wanted to be vampires, but they went extinct a long time ago. During the crusades I believe.” I paused giving the information time to sink in, “There is a spider called a bleeder. It’s as close as you will get to a vampire.”

She welcomed the comfort because she was too broken to be on her own. ... In a dark windowless room, Marco sat on one of the chairs that resembles a throne. Torches lit up along the pathway leading to his site and his gaze was glued to the wine glass filled with fresh blood. On the floor were piles of bodies of creatures of all kinds. Werewolves, humans, vampires - he only selects the best of the best for what he had planned. Blood pools on the floor and at the edge of the blood pool was a creature. so vile, it has no skin. Only flesh that resembles rotten muscles and strands of hair on their heads. The sound of them feasting on the blood was chilling.

Blood everywhere. “Kate?” I turned at the sound of Alexandra’s voice. He stood in the doorway, brows raised. “Anything?” I shook my head. “Nothing.” “You?” “Clear. Whatever this is, it’s not tied to the house.” I sighed and shut the meter off. “Awesome. So… creature?” Alexandra looked thoughtful. “Doesn’t line up. Creatures usually kill for a reason—hunger, instinct. Ravagers drain life force, werewolves go for the heart. This wasn’t that. This was excessive. Cruel. That screams spirit.”