Infinite Bloodcore Novelas e Histórias

Bo said. “What is he?” Anthony squinted quizzically. “Marcus took your father's blood the day your father died. And he made Corey into a hybrid with it when Corey almost died of cancer. Marcus himself had killed thousands to millions of wolves, fairies and hybrids, and used their powers to make himself more powerful.” “You shouldn't be the one telling me this when I have my mother.” His mother dared to hide such a thing from him.

“I know.” I do. That does not stop my body from wanting the falling drop like a starving thing wants salt. The drop hits the grating. The metal screams. A silver line runs across the floor toward the stack throat. It does not flow like liquid. It crawls through scratches in the metal, choosing old damage, making every scar in the floor shine. Leo’s blue channels flare. “Core blood breach.” Sarah looks down. “That sounds bad.” Damian answers, “Because it is.” Then the sea comes in.

Endless skin rising and falling with breath, wrinkled like mountains. I forced my gaze up— And saw it. A golden eye, massive as the moon, peeling open slow. The true heart of this entire world. The Omniscient Core. The final boss. No—worse. Not just a boss. The core of the system. The one who'd ordered the milk. It didn't swing. Didn't strike. Just stared at Darren. And Darren—locked in that crazed grin—started glitching out. Pixel by pixel, he broke apart, crumbling into nothing.

Now she is feel so much ready than before. Adrian entered his castle with two boxes filled with ice cubes as well as a stash of blood that he had just finished taking from the city's blood bank. Of course, by hypnotizing the officer and allowing himself to freely enter the blood bank to take the blood that he needs. Adrian put his blood stash into the room, and realized that Alexis wasn't in the castle. "Alexis?" Adrian muttered and called Alexis on there immediately. Then after that, Adrian stepped both feet in a fast motion out of the room, and also the castle was there.

She just wanted to be the Alice who blended in at school, not this hybrid drowning in a tangle of forbidden desires and buried secrets. A sudden surge hit her—her fingers tingled, nails lengthening, sharpening, as panic flooded her chest. She gasped, collapsing onto her bed, hands clutching the quilt, heart racing. Her senses flared—too sharp, too alive—catching a wild scent, like fur and blood. A vision slammed into her: a sterile lab, a baby crying, needles glinting, Samuel’s voice—her father’s—hissing, She’ll be our weapon. Her wrist burned, and she yanked up her sleeve, gasping at a faint scar she’d never noticed, shaped like a crescent moon with claws, glowing faintly. The vision shifte

Seraphina & Declan ✦ 18+ — explicit language, graphic violence, torture ✦ The basement smells like concrete and old water and the particular kind of fear that has been marinating for several hours. I know that smell. I've been in rooms like this before — not many, and not as the one asking questions, but enough to understand the architecture of them. The single hanging bulb. The drain in the floor that doesn't try to hide what it's for. The chair bolted to the concrete, which is a practical detail that tells you something about whoever built this room and how seriously they took their work. Declan built this room. Of course he did. The man in the chair is named Caruso. Nico Caruso, forty-thr

You can't be this heartless! "Heartless?" I leaned down and spoke softly in his ear. "Dad, relationships go both ways. You never gave me what you're asking for now. So, why should I?" Then, I turned and walked away. Behind me, his cries tore through the room. Twenty thousand. That was the price I paid to cut off 28 years of blood ties. Maybe it was not a great deal, but it was worth it. The day I left the hospital, the sunlight felt blinding.

His head hit the metal with a dull thunk. His hands flailed, trying to grab my wrist, but I held firm. “You’re a coward,” I hissed. “You didn’t just betray him. You turned your back on blood for power you never deserved.” He snarled, trying to fight back. “You think this ends with me? You think killing me fixes this? There are more, Alex. More than you know. You’re swimming in a sea of sharks, and they’ve been waiting for you to bleed.”