Meaning Of Bloodlust Novels & Stories

The night was young, and the game, as she called it, was far from over. The silence of the house pressed in, amplifying the turmoil within me. She had sparked something, a wildfire of emotion I was struggling to contain. The thought of her, challenging me, her eyes ablaze with defiance, was a dangerous intoxicant. I needed to regain control, to assert my authority, before she truly understood the power she was trifling with. I walked towards the hallway, the promise of a wild ride echoing in my mind, and a primal urge to tame the untamed taking hold.

Alex did not understand why all these things could happen, but certainly, as Alex recalled, there was a trigger that allowed Alex to successfully awaken all these powers, namely his concern for Liam, who at that time almost sacrificed his life to save Alex. "Have you been drinking human blood since then, Alex?" asked Lucius with a worried look in his eyes. "Of course," Alex replied with a feeling that there was nothing wrong because it was his time to drink. "Is this blood of your own making or did you get it from somewhere else?" asked Lucius, looking even more worried. "No, it's not blood I brought from home. But it's blood I took from the hospital. You know I always take blood from the ho

she soothed. I blinked. "I don't hate him, I just..hate the bloodlust" I admitted softly. I'm not one of those women who give up their entire relationship due to something that a man has no control over. His words hurt me, his actions hurt me, but I still loved him. I still wanted to be with him. Bloodlust didn't come often, once every few hundred years, but overwhelming hate and anger can trigger it. When it happens, the man has no idea what he's doing until it's too late.

As much as she wanted to comfort her daughter, warning her against using that power was more important. "Bloodlust," she said, leaning on the doorframe. Sapphire sniffled and raised her head. "Every alpha gives off a menacing aura when they are furious and determined to kill a particular person or people. Remember, the keyword here is ‘and’. That is simply their alpha aura trying to intimidate their opponent or those below them. What you experienced a few hours ago is an upgraded version of that aura called bloodlust. It's a power, not an aura," she watched her daughter as she stared at her curiously and puzzledly. She smiled weakly at her daughter and nodded, urging her to ask what was on h

"Dominic will not know what hit him, you are a full vision of what our Queen should be and that dress is just perfect for you. The blood moon itself may be for werewolves but it does have some meaning to us as well." I must have looked confused because she then went on to explain "The night of a blood moon for werewolves is for mates, well for us the blood moon is a night of power. Vampires are at least three times more of everything, strength, speed, love and just about everything else that comes with being a vampire." "I didn't know that! Are you sure this ball is a good idea then? Wouldn't that increase your need for blood?" "Yes it does, it can turn into what we call bloodlust but the on

I sat by the dying fire and fixed my gaze on the crescent moon above. Zelena’s words kept ringing in my head, over and over, like an annoying tune. “The only way you can achieve Bloodlust Ascendancy is by marking and accepting your mate fully.” The idea of it, its very concept, seemed absurd on paper. But I could understand why it caused a dissonance between Kyrax and me, leading to our regression in the Bloodlust Ascendancy. He wanted her; I hated her. This entire situation favored him, and to be honest, I was starting to get sick of him and this whole mess.

Last night, I did not even imagine that I would be here, but what could I do when they played their cards wrong? I will kill them for sure. I could feel the bloodlust in my veins. With this feeling building up within me, there’s no way those witches would get away from us. My vision was red. It always happens when my eyes turn like this, and I knew I have never controlled myself with this bloodlust. I will not come clean; I have killed several times. It was nothing new, but with a different goal now, killing makes it more bearable. “You fucking lowlife!” I kicked the gut of the vampire who was about to hit me with a pipe. Even at times like these, when they are far more numerous than us, the

“It’s worth a try. Maybe my blood is worthy. After all, it did unlock Muxue Yan’s bonds.” Hoko’s face turned white as a sheet upon hearing Xiyu’s words, and he clenched his fist behind his back, shivering as the couple faced each other. Using Xiyu’s ice dagger, Dongyue made a sharp cut on his hand and Xiyu’s, allowing the blood to trickle down the hole of the platform. Xiyu heard his prayers loud and clear. “Bodhisattva, grant me strength.” She heard the sound a chilly wind emerge from somewhere in the room, gradually getting louder and closer as the lights surrounding the platform lit up in a myriad of varying colours. No longer purple, she counted seven different colours.

His hands like claws on my waist. I felt some part of him, hot and hard, brushing against me, and I knew what this was now. I had been trained for situations like this. I had trained to expect this reaction from vampires. The aunts called it blood lust—a phase of desire that vampires reached only when they were ravenously hungry, and equally aroused. Like Lucas was now.

Without its eyes and while its jaws were wide open. “Again.” Said Vladimyr. “You need to unleash your bloodlust together with your set of skills.” And as if to demonstrate, he used his hypnotic waves coated with his bloodlust to finish three homunculus at once. “Mine’s still an essence though.” Tori pouted. She still incorporated her essence to the flames and it had its desired effect. Because now, she can finish off two monsters instead of only one. I remembered back in the days when the twins tutored me that ‘bloodlust’ is the final form of a vampire’s core power.