New Blood Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She yanks the cord, and the blade roars to life. Blood sprays, splattering her face. It trickles down her forehead as she saws through his leg like she’s cutting firewood. The scream he lets out is something primal—part howl, part scream, part something I can’t name. When she reaches the bone, the noise intensifies. She heals the wound halfway through, but she doesn’t block the pain. “Mum is crazy. I love it,” Cain pants, eyes wild with excitement. “She’s amazing,” I whisper aloud.

It was only a matter of time before her father came for her, being in her debt of an old favor years ago I couldn’t bear to refuse her. “I haven’t seen that wife of yours in a minute.” She muttered as she bent to pick a rose, “Trouble in paradise, Row?” I frowned, not fond of the cordial name bestowed upon me, “it’s Rowan and no—there’s no trouble in paradise. We’re just giving each other space.” “She’s less pretty than I expected. The news is all over you know? The blood moon king finally claiming his Luna. I was disappointed a little, I thought i—

I could recognize that voice from wherever I was. It was the beast. The fucking beast. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n I’m really feeling guilty for not updating as promised, guys. And, for that, I’m truly sorry. I had to come up with another story for you all because this book would soon be coming to an end. Please leave your reviews… For my new books, you could read it while it’s still free. Fall in Love with a Billionaire – A Billionaire Romance story Bad boy and Our Wrong Love – A Teen Fiction Romance story.

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

She tilted her chin toward the hallway and said, “See the door with the blue light over there? That’s a licensed blood donation center. It’s open twenty-four hours. Ma’am, you can sell your blood for some money.” She paused, her gaze settling back on my face, as if measuring my reaction. “Not only will it be enough to buy that box of medicine, but it might even help you chip away at whatever debt you’ve got on your credit card.” I didn’t want to sell my blood, but I wanted to survive. So, I had no choice. The needle pierced my skin, and I watched as my blood rushed through the clear plastic tube into the collection bag. The first bag filled quickly, and the machine let out a soft beep.

He pressed his forehead to hers instead of finishing the sentence, and that was answer enough. I stood near the door and felt something in my chest that had no clean name. Grief and fear and the searching enslaved vampires six miles out, all of it still present, all of it still real, and underneath all of it, this. A small furious sound in a quiet room. New life arriving in the exact middle of everything trying to end. I went to find Lucian. He was at the cottage steps with Aurora, who had fallen asleep against his shoulder despite everything, and his eyes came up to mine the moment I appeared.

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Ericka returned to the dining table, placed all her belongings on the table, and approached Liam. She raised her hand, and before he could move away, she touched his forehead with the back of her hand, and Ericka's eyes widened. "Liam, this isn't a mild fever. You're burning up!" Ericka said. "Just like three days ago!" "Ah," Liam said, embarrassed. "I guess, around the blood moon, my body does become unstable." He couldn't possibly say that he hadn't had a fever at all, that day. He'd just been suppressing the sudden surge of horniness that had erupted upon contact with Ericka. This time, it was a real fever.

“Whatever.” Blood was getting tired of this game of indifference she was playing. Young was trying too hard to give her the relationship they’d had as teenagers a retry but he saw she got a little spoiled by the brat tamer he’d been when they hooked up before she left. She was in for a surprise because his mind was far more sinister now that he’d had Blood to constantly amplify his darker thoughts to the point of acting on them. He gripped her up by her throat, gently tugging her into a standing position. “Just because I welcome your claws coming out again, doesn’t mean I won’t take pleasure in clipping them back down.”

- I thought you wanted us to end his miserable life ourselves. - That was the plan. But he is no ordinary vampire. If we drain him, his blood will recover so fast that we won’t have enough time to escape. If we put a stake through his heart it wouldn’t even scratch him. Not to say if we try to burn him or cut his head off he will regenerate himself with much more hatred on us. So the only way to do it is with the help of a Crescent. With his fire. - What makes you think is a he?