Dark Blood Book Novels & Stories

This morning, I'm still so worried. I didn't get much sleep! I kept having horrible nightmares. In some, I was being chased by a family of zombies through the manor house, in others, I was the Bathory's meal. This food thing is really getting to me. All the little details I've put together is making me reflect on the nature of my hosts. And on the darkness surrounding them. I see Sarah coming to meet me. She looks more rested than I am. It's not very surprising considering...

Chapter 49 “I don't understand” I whispered, not getting anything at all.The boy remains silent, just looking at me with the same blank face. “A shadow walker is something that is made by doing some horrific ritual through dark magic. It's impossible to succeed in it but if one do so, there's so much that can turn out wrong.This boy is epitome of evil.A Threat to us all” As Drax explains all about Shadow walker to me, I couldn't help but feel sad.He is just a little boy.

He watched the light of the palace finally grow dim as the people went to sleep, and he felt a cold satisfaction knowing that their dreams would soon be filled with his face once again. He turned away from the light and walked into the deepest part of the cave, where the darkness was absolute and the air smelled of old blood and ancient secrets. He had a lot of work to do, and he needed to consult the dark books that had been hidden since the time of the first vampire king.

ThenLucien’s voice echoed inside her mind. “Black blood… the final seal. Once it awakens, you will no longer be human.” She screamed, fighting to hold on but it was too late. Her eyes flared crimson. Fangs emerged. Power surged through her body like a storm. The air twisted. Blood erupted from the ground, writhing like living shadows. Marcus stared in horror. “Dear God… what is this?” Dr. Alaric’s smile widened. “The Black Blood, the hybrid lineage of Lilith and Draven. At last, it awakens.”

The book almost fell from my hands as I began to run back to the palace. How did I not think about it? How did I not remember that I had seven dead mates and being intimate with one would obviously lead to the same fate. I ran, tears blinding me, the heavy pages of the book slapping against my side. Seven dead mates. And now....him. My chest burned as I stumbled up the palace steps, clutching the book. "Moon Goddess." I gasped, the plea ripping from my throat. "Please.... Don't take this one too."

go ahead. The ritual involved ingesting the blood of a bat and venom from a black mamba. The ritual would have killed anyone, but due to Luke’s determination and the growing darkness in his heart, the ritual was a success. He died and was revived as a new being. Thus, began the birth of the first vampire. Unfortunately, the ritual had a side effect. He had to consume blood to sustain his health as would anyone turned by him. Discovering his new power, he laid waste to his master and massacred a lot of people in his town. The warlock having seen his mistake too late and regretting it, decided to work on how to destroy what he created. But Luke, having anticipated this, stormed his fortress

"I love you" The white light stretching in front of him as it hits him. To know nothing after it . Everything goes dark, as he feels his consciousness fading. His body burns with the current, thrashing to only silent down . Staring at the full moon above with his moist eyes going still, he finally submits to darkness that laid the foundation of the rise of the one only know in books. It was indeed. "The begining of the death wolf" ........ Book 1 End. Book 2 titled : The Rise of death

I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts. I took it off the shelf and looked back at Ashton who was now holding Jack in his hands. I went to the till and paid for the book. We then went out of the shop and headed to the car park. When we got to the car park, I got in and took Jack from Ashton to remove him from the cover and place him back on the stand. It was around 5:30 pm so we still had some time before heading home. Ashton read that from my mind and then he went around the car, got in and sat on the seat next to mine.

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

_________ As if good fortune befell on Mike a lumberjack shouted in terror at the sight of a semi-dark figure of a teenage boy with his hand outstretched about a foot away from a hand out of the ground strangling a poor boy. "What the hell !!" The man exclaimed, his eyes wide open in fear as he moved back slowly, hot sweat dripping like rain from his cheeks. Distracted Dark Matter left Mike and focused his attention on the now running man. Taking a few steps forward many series of dusks shoot out from the ground with one dusk grabbing hold of the poor man's heart giving him little time to shriek. It pushed his heart out of him before fading it away. The poor man laid there lifeless, with his