My Blood Mage System Novels & Stories

“But your wolf’s losing control. That bond’s stronger than any I’ve ever seen. It’s not normal.” He turned toward the others. “Back to work,” he ordered. The warriors scattered, glancing nervously in my direction. When they were gone, Ronan faced me again. “You can’t keep ignoring this. The curse, the prophecy, it’s all tied to her.” I rubbed my face with both hands. “You think I don’t know that?” “She’s the one from the Blood Moon legend. The mate born under the mark of red light. The one who can end or renew your bloodline.”

“So that when you stepped into Silver Claw territory, you forgot everything. Even your mate bond.” My pulse stumbled. That word again. Mate. But I forced myself not to react. “And you know this how?” That's why the call me the blood prophet alpha, I stand in the pinnacle of all races I was granted by the moon goddess with the ability to see and unsee thereby balancing the equation of life itself. He lifted a small glass vial from his sleeve. Inside was dark swirling smoke. “When you were found unconscious outside our borders, you carried traces of a spell. Blood magic mixed with moon power. Very rare. Very dangerous.”

out of thin air anytime she needed them. She desperately hoped the same would happen this time. The first experience of what they were up against happened the next morning. Seraphine woke up to the sound of commotion coming from outside. She hurriedly threw on her clothes and rushed out of the pack house. People were gathered around, staring, murmuring and pointing at an old woman, Maureen, who seemed to be one of the pack's most respected elders, walking around. Her eyes were completely black, and she had a blank and creepy look on her face as she spoke in a monotone voice that was thicker than possible for a woman, as she kept saying, "The time has come for them to pay for what they have

"Wait. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Money, anything. I'm taking both of them with me." Ethan steadied himself and regained his composure as he locked his sharp eyes onto Amber. Anyone else might have been intimidated, but Amber was not one to scare easily. She did not even lift her gaze before waving her hand. Tara panicked as her tears spilled uncontrollably while Ethan's eyes stayed on her, filled with nothing but heartache and tenderness. At that moment, I probably looked like the greatest villain of all. It was as if I was someone who had torn apart the fated love story of two star-crossed lovers.

Corpses were scattered all over the western Natural Moat, but there was no blood because all the blood had been absorbed by the Blood race. The more blood they absorbed, the more powerful they became. The people of the Blood race had no bones and only had a single spine supporting their bodies. They moved slowly like a pool of fresh blood. Suddenly, it could be seen that the Natural Moat was blood red as if a sea of blood had swept over. The people of the Blood race didn't fight separately as the Fiends did. Instead, they approached their target step by step. In the air, the sea of blood roared angrily. The entire sky was covered as if bloody clouds were rolling.

“I like this position so what are you waiting for? Don’t you want to drink my blood? To nourish yourself? Your glamour will start to fade soon, you know.” “Fine, fine,” I huff, finally giving in. I lower my head to his neck and open my mouth to reveal my teeth that are growing by the second. I bury my fangs in him and start sucking gently. That’s our arrangement. I suck gently and he will allow me to drink his blood. And as a human mage, his blood will make me stronger, with vitality flowing through my body. It also means that my magic will get stronger. “Oh, Serra...”

I said to Amiel. “You still can, dear. There are many points through which magic flows in your body. Basically, there are only three; mind, hands, and blood. You’ve used the first two a lot. The second one is weaker when compared to the other two. It is basically a means of channeling magic created by means of the other two. But it is also capable of creating its own magic called ‘manus magic’. And as it happens that a woman’s mental strength is normally consumed by her pregnancy as she constantly battles to make sure she successfully delivers. This brings you down to the last means; the blood magic which is far superior to mental magic and manus magic.”

The moment the blood touched the soil, it pulsed faintly, as though sensing the power coursing through me. With a sharp motion of my wrist, I began weaving the spell. My hand moved gracefully, tracing intricate patterns in the air above the blood. The magic felt raw and alive, a current of energy that surged through my veins as I focused my intent. A tendril of light rose from the blood, swirling upward like smoke caught in a phantom breeze. It expanded outward, reaching through the fabric of the world as if seeking Andromeda’s essence.

Suddenly, a sharp, white-hot heat flared deep inside my chest. My hidden royal bloodline magic woke up with a sudden, painful force, reacting to the heavy surge of competitive adrenaline inside my veins. The fire rushed up my throat, thick and burning. The bitter taste of copper flooded my tongue. I tightly clamped my mouth shut, pressing my hand over my lips as I leaned against the wooden desk. I forcefully swallowed the hot blood down, my teeth grinding together until my jaw ached. I pulled up my grey sleeve and looked at my wrist; the golden threads of my royal veins were pulsing with a bright, liquid light.

I asked. "The Blood Moon Crystal is ancient," he said. "Older than any of the packs, older than the current bloodlines. The legends around it are not consistent, different sources say different things, but the one thing they all agree on is that it amplifies what is already present." He leaned forward slightly, his elbows on his knees. "In a wolf with ordinary strength it would do very little. In someone carrying something exceptional, something rare, it would unlock that thing completely." I thought about what Riven had told me in the cell. The red light filling the room. Seraphis rising inside me like something surfacing from deep water.