Gacha Blood Novels & Stories

No other element had the power to destroy the magic of death. The blood magic was different. It only worked on the living. A blood mage could tap into the blood and use it in a hundred different ways. The most common way to use blood magic was to pull it out of the body. Shamans striking from the shadows and creating chaos and despair among the dwarf warriors. Much like what goblin warriors did with the devil stone bullets. Blood would find its way out, gushing from the pores, eyes, nose, ears, and all other possible orifices on a person. Pouring out until there was no blood left.

However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily. But it can only be done if she willingly accepts to go through the whole process and is not forced to do so. According to Amanda, she happened to be the 'blue-blooded' female and this was her sixth reincarnation and Amanda's fifth reincarnation. They both had a chance meeting when she was fleeing from those that captured her after being tortured for several days to concede

Into his trust. “Do we have an understanding, Lia?” he asked, emphasizing the false name. “Yes,” she forced out, the word tasting like surrender. “Start tomorrow. Be here at eight.” He turned his back, a dismissal. As she reached the door, his voice stopped her again. “And Lia? Clean your knuckles. The blood under your fingernails is too careful. Too clean. Real blood stays for days.”

"Ava made a bone flute with my wolf mom's blood and bones. Go beg her instead. After all, Noah said she's a hundred times better than me." I no longer listened to his persuasions. A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips. I blew the bone flute with all my strength. A loud wolf howl pierced the sky. John's face turned pale. "It's over…" A few minutes later, loud thuds hit the front gate. Bang, bang! The gate was broken open. Through a cloud of yellow dust, a pack of wild wolves appeared—all of them towering over men, howling in fury.

“My name is Rain.” My heart dropped, and all color drained from my face. “Rain--- Blood?!” I asked in utter disbelief. THIS man was the infamous Rain Blood. The insane rogue that delighted in the gore and pain of pack mate and enemy alike?! He nodded, making a shiver of fear travel down my spine. “What do you want with me?” I asked, my voice suddenly hoarse. The man was notorious for messing with his enemies' heads – before ripping them to shreds, that is. There couldn’t be a single good reason for him to keep me alive.

“Heavens! You do not know how to play! You already want to increase my blood bond, right?” “Hey, what to do? That way I'll always have a servant available. Besides, your character loves my blood.” “Of course, because you bought that perk there: Addictive Blood.” “Hey! I had perk points to spend, it's not my fault you guys bought other stuff." “I know, you naughty bitch.” "For sure! And with pride!” Claire rolled her eyes and then left the room, I smirked and took a deep breath, looking at the PC screen on.

If I offered you a million dollars for your blood, would you say no? "Name your price—hell, I bet you'd sell every organ in your body. You're just milking Vincent's love for a payday." "I'm a person, not a product," I said. "Why do you people act like money buys everything—even my emotions, my soul?" Emma sneered. "You're nothing. If you didn't have my blood type, you'd never have gotten near the upper class. "Let me spell it out—Vincent only saw you as my personal blood bank. Every time I needed a transfusion, he drained you for me.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

She says taking a seat beside drake but directing her attention at me “We are elemental witches, real witches born with true power, we don’t use blood to fuel our requests, we use what we have, some are more powerful than others, Ciara is earth and spirit but she’s only trained in earth, both myself and Vincent are spirit, earth and I’m water also, we are trained in all our abilities” “So that other witch that took the kids?” I ask her “She was a blood witch” Caron frowns at her daughter then she looks to me

* Kazuha was in Noriko's room tuning her guitar while her younger twin siblings are having a discussion. "That girl has a blood art, doesn't she?" Noriko said. "Is it linked to Amrita?" Toya was in deep thought as he lean his head on her arms. "Amrita was forgotten a long time ago. Even dad said that there is no one left who remembers," he turns towards Kazuha, "What do you think, nee-chan?" "A blood art," she murmured, still focused on her instrument. "How uncommon. We only know three people who have them and two of them-" she rhythmically tapped on her instrument, "had died." she finished in a cool tone and stopped tapping.