Gacha Blood Novels & Stories

Melinda ran a finger along the line and named them, steady, like an incantation at the edge of noise: “Dragon blood, the raw power, to bind the brute energy the tear bleeds. Phoenix blood, the rebirth so the seal can mend if it frays. Unicorn blood, its purity to cleanse the corruption. Basilisk blood, A poison to turn anything escaping into ash. Kraken blood, an abyssal strength to anchor us to the depths. Griffin blood, vigilance, watchfulness for the long centuries. Chimera blood, the hybrid coin that traps chaos by uniting it. Werewolf blood, it cycles and changes, to tether time to the seal. Vampire blood, an immortal blood, for endurance.” A deep, ancient red, almost black, that swallo

Each clone can mimic the user's skill and abilities with 60% efficiency. [Grade-1 - Radix] - Titania's Will of Blood - Treacherous Titania—warrior of the new gods—was wrongfully condemned and now so are you. You will also bear the burden of her curse on your shoulders and share a portion of her blood as well that gives you the ability to inject paralysis into your opponent's spine. The quantity of chakra fed to trigger the Will of Blood determines the duration of the paralysis. Maximum duration is 20-60 seconds based on the user's current chakra reservoir depth. »»»»

This generation is indeed promising. "Well, then..." Dana drawled with her eyes glowing iridescently under the light of the sun that peeked through the leaves of the forest. Tara turned her head slightly at Chloe, her eyebrows raised. "I shall show you the power of the Blood Star in all of her glory." She raised her hand, fingers outstretched, as if reaching out towards the Olaire. The Olaire guy choked on his scream as his blood began to boil. "W-what--"

And to do that, I had to think of something fast until I recalled what I’d read in the Bloody Saint book—my blood. “I have to try it.” With conviction, I mumbled and began trying what I’d read. In the Bloody Saint book, it stated that whenever the gap between the two blood manipulations became huge during cultivation, the mate’s blood was greatly recommended until it was no longer needed. Without hesitation, I cut the tips of my fingers to release a small amount of blood, and with a creative mind, I imagined my blood slowly extracted from my fingertips. I let it mix with the Moonlight, and by adding enough of my blood, the faint yellow glow turned into gold. It indicated a perfect combinatio

“And what does that have to do with me?” The Bloodsmith at her left, a woman with a voice as sharp as steel, answered, “You, Lady Gaia, are a descendant of the ancient bloodlines tied to the Moon Goddess herself. Your blood carries the purity we need to restore the heartstone’s fragment to its former glory. Without it, Dreadfall—and all who live here—will crumble.” Her breath caught. “You want... my blood?” “Not all of it,” the silver-eyed elder assured her, though his tone carried little comfort. “A ritual. A small sacrifice to save countless lives. You would become a savior, a legend.”

Then i quietly came out of the car and walked into the building through the wall and made my way into the bank , i knew the smell of the blood I was looking for , it was stashed at the end of the blood shelf rack because there is nobody asking of the blood due to it being old blood , what they did not know is that blood is the single most important blood mutation of this century, because they is from an extinct tribe called the people of Cuna with a special mutation in their blood. On getting to the back I saw several ziploc bags filled with blood, I knew that I cannot carry it that way so stretching out my cap and then pulled out 40 gallons from it and and then using the spells I learnt fro

She spotted Beta Declan by the pool table and approached, hooking his keys out of her back pocket as she stepped down into the room. "I take it my car is still in one piece, Sapphira?" He asked, a slight glimmer in his eye as he chalked his cue. "Yes, Beta. Thank you." She blushed, feeling several eyes turn on her as she dipped her head and handed him the keys. "I think this is the first time I've seen you in here." Gamma Brandon smirked, taking a swig from his drink. "Not one for social gatherings, Sapphira?" The Gamma's mate, Hunter, winked.

I reached forward and gripped the blade. "I Balor Bloodstone, Prince of Gardenia, give you my blood." My voice cold. I ran the blade across my palm and let the blood drip into the chalice. But this time, nothing happened. I furrowed my brow as I looked up at him. "Why isn't it doing anything?"I asked. Balthazar looked at me with a wicked smile.

Joshua walked over to the end of Garrix's magic dome. "I'm...doing great." She replied quietly. "Except I got a bloodlust now and my stomach is killing me." "I have just the thing." Garrix snapped his fingers, and a huge crate appeared in front of the gingerette teen. Scarlett peered over with curiosity, only to find a multitude of blood types in sealed medical packs.

Jonah sent a single thumbs up emoji that made my chest ache. I should call them. I will. Just not right now. The car slows and I look up. There’s a gate ahead, tall and iron and imposing, the kind that makes it very clear you’re not supposed to be here unless someone specifically invites you. Stone pillars on either side with the name ‘Petrova’ carved into them in elegant letters. The gate starts to open before we even reach it, sliding apart smooth and silent like it knows we’re coming. We drive through and the road changes from asphalt to gravel, the sound of it crunching under the tires filling the quiet car.