Kamen Rider Blood Novels & Stories

This man was cold-hearted, and yet, Asher didn't know how to react. "You come any closer, and I'll shoot you," Asher warned, but Kaidën ignored him and closed the distance between them. Kaidën knew Asher had no bullets left, but he wasn't going to point that out. Besides, Asher was bleeding and needed attention quickly. The smell of Asher's blood filled Kaidën's senses, and he was infuriated by the fact that the trafficker had dared to spill his ‘Heart's’ blood.

Kael's POV The Crimson Core pulsed faster as Lyra and I approached. Every beat sent a tremor through the Citadel. The black crystal walls groaned around us. We were close. Too close. The Blood Flame suddenly appeared between us and the Core. Its human form was gone. What stood before us now was a towering creature of crimson fire, its wings spreading across the entire chamber. "You will not touch my Core." Kael raised the Blade of Kings. "Move." The Blood Flame laughed.

one of them growled, his lips retracting to reveal his fangs. Sera's magic erupted once more, but she shaped it differently. Her skill, passed down from her grandma, is shadows. The gas lamp light vanished as the alley's darkness deepened and grew more complete. She darted between the two vampires in the chaos, feeling their hands grab at the vacant space where she had just been. She suddenly emerged onto a larger street from the alley. A few pedestrians in the late hours of the night turned to look. Human witnesses could help discourage the vampires from doing anything obvious.

I didn’t need a blueprint. I just needed to follow the sound of the hearts I was protecting. THE END OF BLOOD AND BETRAYAL

In his hand, a black rose. And in his heart, a hatred that had been growing for decades. "Soon, Father. Soon they will all pay." The rose fell to the ground. And the man disappeared among the trees.

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

“Is it really so awful? There’s only been one Lunar Reversal event, after all, and from what I can gather, Moon Drinkers are doing blood magic all the time. It seems like it’s relatively harmless most of the time.” “I wouldn’t say harmless,” Wilder says, shooting a look at me. “You heard what Cassian said. The ground was saturated with blood. And that was almost definitely human blood. Whatever they did, they killed someone to do it.” “No, I understand that,” I say quickly. “Obviously, that’s bad. That’s not what I mean.” “What do you mean, then?” “You’ve mentioned a few times that it would be possible to do blood magic using your own blood,” I say. “Without killing anybody. Would that be so

Saying it to Maya makes every part of my life sound deranged. “When I was twelve, Mom took me to a fortune teller in India. She told us I had a blood-moon curse.” Maya loosens her grip on the chair. “A what?” “A curse. During a blood moon, if I kiss someone, they’re supposed to become obsessed with me.” She stares. “Obsessed how?” “I don’t know. That was always the word.” “And your mother has been hiding you during blood moons because of this?” “Yes.” Maya drops into the chair. “How many?”

She looked like something that had been afraid for a very long time and had found the end of it. "The children of the Silver Claws died in that attack," she said quietly. Not to us. To herself, or to the mountain, or to Jorin and Elara and Kestrel and Tam who would not be going home. "Kira and Torven. Marcus's ribs. All of it." The violet fire intensified, brightening the slope around her into something strange and beautiful. "My turn." The first Bloodletter hit the edge of her casting and the night went violet-white.

“You’re stronger than them, stronger than your blood. Prove it.” Suddenly, the shadows lunged forward. Camela pushed him aside and stood in front of the mirror, trembling. Her voice trembled as she said, “You want a promise? Listen closely.” The chains clinked as the reflection moved closer. Camela lifted her chin, tears streaming down her face. “I promise I will never belong to you. Not my blood. Not my body. Not my love. I swear it.” The shadows went still, and the reflection’s smile faded.