Jeffree Star Blood Lust Novels & Stories

Lucien said. He took a knife and slit his wrist. Blood slowly ran down his skin. He held his wrist toward me. “Drink.” I stared at the blood. My stomach turned. Then Kiran stepped forward. “Or run with me.” I looked at him. He looked almost excited about the idea. But I was too tired. I didn't want to run. I didn't want to drink blood. I didn't want to save ten thousand creatures. I just wanted to sleep. I stared at both offerings.

Ronan's POV The room stank of cheap whiskey and bloodlust, which thanks to history , had never been a good combination. The bloodlust here wasn't in terms of one person wanting to shed and rip someone else apart to the point of drawing blood. It simply meant wanting nothing more than to pull the other person down so bad, they would look like a fool.

she paused for a while. "Bloodlust will make you do things you aren't capable of doing. I didn't mean to choke Audrey like that, then. It's just my bloodlust." Bloodlust. Why do we have that? Why? "Why did you have that? Why didn't other people have that? Why are we the ones who have that?" I asked. "Father has it too, and Saint. Mafia bosses who have bloodlust are the scariest ones. I know I'm strong but I might harm myself too if bloodlust hits me." What does he mean? Hurt herself?

Rose shook her head and looked at me as if she was disappointed that I didn't want to believe them. “Have you ever felt the need to kill Kyson?” Andre asked with an evil smirk. His question nearly stopped my heart. I.. I had, hadn't I? Twice! Whenever I fought him, I felt like I wanted to kill him. “That’s because of bloodlust!” I still stubbornly refused to believe them. “Bloodlust? Bloodlust occurs every time you meet strong enemies. Have you ever felt bloodlust other than when facing Kyson?” Andre chuckled again. Have I? The answer made me feel scared. I had never felt it with anyone else, not even when I was fighting Colton, who was strong. Were my doubts about my bloodlust actually vali

"Yessss! Burn them Viktor!" Viktor roared and red hot flame poured out from his mouth. The Reapers slithered backwards, hissing. The Badblood was petrified looking at Viktor. Viktor siezed him with his clawed arms. He roared at his face and bit his face off. He then flew towards Sisi and landed in front of her. The Reapers and Badbloods staggered back as Viktor released a flaming breath. The bloody grasses below withered. Leni pointed on Viktor and the wolves came rushing towards him.

“Augendae: Spirit Scan; Target: Bloodlust’ Bloodlust: A skill possessed by Vampire Royalty. This skill requires that a Vampire Royal consumes the blood of a pure member of another species. It gives the user power comparable to the strength contained in the blood consumed. However, it comes at a cost. Bloodlust robs the user of his or her sanity, making it a difficult skill to control. It should be noted this ability only works with those who have never been tainted by the fangs of a Dark Creature.

I swallowed my frustrations and glared at her. "You must be utterly boring. It's a shame though… he said he was single." I reached my wits end so I struck her hard across the cheek. My handprint left a red mark on her face and when she tried to hit me back, I dogged. She then tried to close the distance, so I stepped forward, placed my foot behind her legs, and pushed her backward by the throat she slammed on the ground hard, and I listened as all her air left her body in one go, I watched her bloodshot eyes widen in panic and squeeze shut in pain as she rolled to her side.

or. "Do you think I'm stupid?" I asked, stepping in his direction. "NO!" he almost screamed, "This bit--" I didn't let him finish that sentence, not again. I hit him square in the nose, sending him flying across the room from the force. He lay there, unmoving as blood poured from his face. I stood glaring down at him as I tried to keep control of my wolf. He wanted nothing more than to rip his throat out. But I couldn't do that. At least not right now.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.

“Different good, I hope? I’ve been… uh… working on my, you know, vibe.” He leaned back, steepling his fingers. “Your ‘vibe.’” “Yes! You know. More approachable. Less… uh…” I gestured vaguely at my face. “Intimidating?” That earned me a very faint smirk—gone almost as soon as it appeared. “Hmm.” The sound he made was not comforting. Servants moved quietly around the hall, pouring deep red liquid into goblets. One set a glass in front of me, and I froze. Blood.