Kamen Rider Blood Novels & Stories

Cameron held it up to the light, watching it shimmer and shift like a drop of silver blood. "I wonder who you'll lead me to," he whispered.

The projected Transmigration Bureau agents charge and scatter the Ravens attacking close to the ground. Kera either slashes them apart with her overgrown talons or bites them in half with her fangs. Ankou throws a barrage of acidic blood-balls just like a rapid pitching machine. And Yama Ranger, on his creepy steed Nightmare, blasts away with his two six-shooters, a lever-action carbine in his third hand and his portal-opening lasso in his fourth.

Done, he sat down. “Well put,” Tillaman laughed, hysterical. “Young master Vloodless has given us no information to avoid risk of given up some secret of the art we are not intended to know.” Recomposing himself, he dusted his robe. “The theory about blood mages is that, like elementalists, they possess an affinity to blood, so perhaps we can call them a kind of deviant. They do not need to see it or touch it to manipulate it, it only needs to be exposed. So it’s best not to bleed in front of one. On the battlefield it is said that a competent blood mage is worth a battle mage, or two. I’d would explain why but I think it’s already pretty self-explanatory. That said, during your stay in the

With both parts of the blood ceremony complete, we held each other’s hands and began our side of the chant. The smoke swirled and whirled around Kamari, flowing around her and into her. Her face strained with what looked like pain, but she held in her scream. Her arms flung open involuntarily, the smoke, magic, and light of the moon immobilizing her to the center. Her body lifted off the floor slightly, the tips of her toes the only thing that touched, and before we could do anything else, Kamari screamed an agonizing scream and blinding white light exploded from her.

He was too heavy and my feet were tangled with the edge of my long dress. "Are you a slayer?" Another undead guy growled at Cammie. "Nope," Cammie said. "Just a black belt, but I can still rearrange your face." The guy growled and charged Cammie with his vampire speed. "No!" I screamed, giving another punch to my attacker. Then I snaked my free hand to the back of his neck and snapped his head. The guy collapsed to the floor beside me. I rose to my feet again, but before I could even stop the undead from hurting my best friend, Cammie had already jumped into an attack. She did a back-flip, knocking the vampire with the heel of her combat boot in the process. The undead's bulky head snapped r

"Pathetic." The tension mounted. Violence was imminent. Revira gripped the back of Rakar's jacket, scared half to death. "ENOUGH!" The voice came from Eldric. The Elder stepped forward, slicing the tension like a hot knife through butter. He hadn't shouted, but his voice carried an authority that made Goran and the other warriors immediately lower their heads. "This child is dying," Eldric said coldly, looking at Goran. "He carries the Moon Blood. If he detonates here because you blocked his path, your blood will be the first to boil."

“Mommy, do you think I’ll be the blood red wolf to break the curse?” “What makes you say that?” “I heard you and daddy.” Mommy has a sad look on her face. I am not suppose to know that I am a blood red wolf, but I caught mommy and daddy talking about it one night. When I turn eighteen I will shift, revealing my blood red wolf to the world. Mommy sighs and wipes a tear away. “Yes, dear. You are a blood red wolf. You must keep this a secret no matter what. You can’t tell anyone and keep your birthmark behind your left ear hidden. It’s how we tell who is a blood red wolf.”

He rushed to the expert of the Fiends. The expert of the Blood race sneered, and the sea of blood around him spread out. The sea of blood roared angrily, made a magic signet with both hands, and a terrifying blood dragon rushed out of the sea of blood. It bared its fangs, brandished its claws, and pounced on Flaming Qilin. Flaming Qilin was surrounded by flames. His hands turned into claws and recklessly collided with the blood dragon. He grabbed the dragon horns with both claws, and the flames swept over.

And so the cold wind of the night rushed into the car. “M-miss! It is dangerous!” “Please! I don’t want to do this either! but if you still won’t drive me there, I’ll bite my tongue and bleed here!” Akira shouted with tears streaming down her cheeks. The driver got spooked. Everyone knows that the blood of Clemente, as well as those from the two clans, is sweeter than anything else in this world and it is most sought by vampires. And so if Akira were to do that, for sure those vampires would run to where they are now and would be killed by them.

Talon is his name. Shit, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Griffin Masters, the alpha’s son. Delinquent and bad boy. I’m the guy your mother warns you to stay way from and she has every right too. I’ve been to juvie six times, and let’s say my favorite hobby isn’t exactly legal. But anyways, back to my demon side. Somehow during the month of my birth, I ended up with a demon blood. My mother told me how it happened, and made me swear to never tell anyone. Especially my father. The blood was of a very dangerous demon, and it blended with my wolf genes. Making me a hybrid. My father hates that side of me. He can’t say I’m not his kid because I am. DNA and all.