Nono Pretty Blood Novels & Stories

She was no longer afraid of herself. *** In the mansion’s backyard, Noah was pouring deer blood into a glass. He stared at the red liquid for quite a while, then drank it slowly. He had never really liked the taste of blood. But he chose to drink it anyway. Because he had promised himself he would never take human blood again. “That’s progress.” Selene’s voice came from behind him. Noah turned around. The woman was carrying a basket of freshly picked herbs. “Were you watching me?” Noah asked with a faint smile.

I wonder if they would spit at my boots if not for the ring of royal guard at my back. At a crossroads, a small group of children stands beside a makeshift shrine, the kind built by survivors who cannot afford stone. Candles gutter in the wind, their wax pooling into a single, yellowed mass. The oldest girl holds a sign: Daughter of the Sun, Bring Us Peace. She wears her hair in a single, severe braid. Her eyes track me as I pass. I look back at her, just for a heartbeat, and see that her fingers are stained with ink, the sign freshly made.

The doctor ran her eyes around the lab looking for someone to help her, and huffed. -When I don't need help, there's a lot of people around me, bothering me, and now, when I really need there's no one -she grumbled as she stood up and went to the 'cooler'-a kind of refrigerator specific to store blood- and took a vial of human blood, another one with vampire blood, another one with wolf blood and another one with blood altered by the drug DroPaCem and took them with her to the microscope.

With a sadistic glee, Noah took the dagger from him and walked toward me, his steps deliberate and heavy with intent. I felt the cold steel against my arm, and then the searing pain as he sliced into my flesh. I couldn't stifle the scream that tore through my lips, reverberating hauntingly across the secluded clearing. My blood began to flow, bright red against the eerie, glowing symbols on the ground. As my essence mingled with the concoction of otherworldly elements, the light emitted by the symbol flared even brighter, illuminating Noah's face in a ghastly light.

My android guards mumble something but make no move to follow as Darla leads into a storage building. "Noe doesn't trust you?" Darla asks casually as if we are a friend. "Guess so," I state as I glance at a dark blue crate near the front. "I see." A thoughtful look passes over the woman's face. "So Noe hires humans now?" I snicker, shaking my head. "Yeah, right. Still wants to marry me for his own fucked up reasons."

The poison seems to have worked faster than Noah could realize. “ Oi. No. Don't die. Don't you dare to die! Tell me. What's the key?” “Blood of Newborn hybrid!” Noah's eyes slowly shift on a young scientist who is standing in front of the room, “ It's blood of Newborn Hybrid!”

Yutu glanced over at me and whistled. "You're going to freeze your scrawny self. Plus Noah needs his yearly blood from you. Are you going to make him stay here? That's so cruel of you sis," he laughed heartily and I grinned slightly thinking that maybe I should. Noah and I were blood bonded when our pack was attacked by soldiers from the golden blood project. A select few of us actually carry the gold blood in our veins. Both Noah and I, along with my mom, dad, and brother Yutu. Noah had gotten injured and needed some of my blood to heal. Because we were mates it bonded him to me and he needs to feed once a year or he'll go crazy like his grandfather Mortas. Mortas killed hundreds of humans