Infinite Bloodcore Novels & Stories

I apologized. "Sometimes, we refer to breast milk as 'White Blood' because it's from the human body, but only the females," she explained, "It's very fortunate that the breast milk works with your system. You're not physically required blood like other vampires-so it's just a psychological need because you're part of them."

The trapped souls around us glowed brighter. The Blood Flame's smile slowly faded. "You truly believe hope can overcome human nature?" "I don't believe everyone will choose light." I met his crimson eyes without fear. "But enough people will." The souls nearest us suddenly rose into the air. Tiny streams of silver light began flowing toward the Blade of Dawn. The Blood Flame's expression darkened. "They're answering you..." Far ahead, beyond the endless pillars, a massive crimson crystal pulsed like a beating heart. The Core. It was finally within sight.

"The silk is dried into the tissue. If you tear it off, you'll open the arterial tear Vance warned me about." Jarrah’s eyes snapped open. They were a dark, stormy grey, laced with red capillaries from sheer exhaustion and blood loss. He looked at me, really looked at me, his gaze dropping to my hands holding the silver forceps and scissors. "You're very bold tonight, Malia," he murmured. The lack of volume in his voice was far more dangerous than if he had shouted. "I’m tired," I replied, leaning in. "And you’re bleeding in my sanctuary."

"Their bodies have been refined through some kind of special process. Runes have replaced their meridians, and necrotic blight is what keeps their flesh going. "Unless you destroy the core rune, they'll recover from any amount of damage. They really are unkillable." She then turned to Sam and asked worriedly, "Sam, are you holding up okay?" Sam wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cracked a smile. "I'm good. These two are just a real pain to deal with." "I know." Aria gave a small nod. "The core rune should be inside their skulls. If you can shatter their heads, that might be enough to put them down for good."

she said confused while looking at me. "Maybe it's not working?" I said to her, questioningly. "That's impossible. I mean, I've treated many people whose wounds were deeper than yours, but they disappeared immediately," she said. "How did that happen?" I asked, confused. "I do not know. I'll just ask Grandma later, the important thing is that your blood is no longer flowing," she answered. We turned to Knox's when we heard someone shout. My eyes widened when I see the two vampires lying on the ground and slowly turning into ashes. Knox grabbed the neck of the vampire who was already up in the air and trying to get out of Knox's grip.

"...The ignition core requires a spark that only your bloodline can provide, Alpha. It was designed so that no enemy could ever steal it." Ashren did not hesitate. He walked up the heavy iron ramp, his boots ringing loudly against the ancient metal. I followed close behind him, my mundane broadsword strapped securely to my back. Jinx fell in behind me, a heavy, scavenged Aurelian repeater rifle slung over her uninjured shoulder.

The Apex Core let out a high-pitched, harmonic hum, the violet and gold light surging into a deep, celestial silver. "I’m setting the Core to act as a grounded conduit," Agnes explained, her amber eyes burning with brilliant tactical focus. "The moment Malakor activates his suit's siphon field, don't attack his shield. Let him hit *you*. The Core will suck the power out of his suit, route it through your moonstone wraps, and feed the excess voltage straight back down into the arena floor—dumping the overload harmlessly into the ocean grid via the secondary drainage pipes."

“They did but they never realised you have a natural link with aspen and Baylee, you don’t need to blood share for that, it’s how I’m talking to you, it’s through aspen” He goes quiet so I try again “We are going to attack the warehouse but they have the place locked down with supernatural borders, salt circles, sonic pulses, mountain ash, we can’t get through that but you can! You can carry Baylee through it and meet us on the outside but you are going to have to kill those inside first” “See your not real! I can’t get through any of that either” I groan, the boy was as stubborn as a mule

You have been abiding too long with ghosts. "Humour me," I said calmly. "Before my patience runs out." He examined me at the edge of his glass. "You're asking about old money. Blood money. Before you were ready to rule." "And yet it still moves," I said. "Quietly." Vittorio leaned back. Dino, everything old is still breathing. You are the one who should know that, of all people. I leaned forward slightly. "Was it yours?" His smile was broad and very gradual. "Why ask me?"

About a hundred years ago, people in the land lived in peace and harmony. There are people with superhuman abilities and they call them Badbloods. They can harness the power of nature, they can make the plants grow in their will, some can transform into an animal, and some can see the future. Powers that no one knows where it come from as it wasn't hereditary. It was like a gift given to random people. Inkurs are the most powerful Badbloods. They are very rare for they draw their power from the Ether or the Abyss, the realms of heaven and hell.