Sam Winchester Demon Blood Novels & Stories

" I can smell a few poisonous plants in this forest. It won't be enough to kill a werewolf, but at least it can make them unconscious for a few hours. Daniel couldn't control his curiosity and reluctantly asked, " Are you planning to take his blood when he is unconscious?" Samara gave a sarcastic laugh. "Are you pretending to be dumb, or are you actually dumb? Did you forget what Sybil said? Shawn has to offer his blood on his own." Daniel was embarrassed again and felt like hitting himself for his foolishness. He was so scared of Samara that he often made mistakes in her presence.

My cheek stings as the impact of his solid slap. “Where is he? Where’s the abomination?” He yells out, enraged. “Where’s my mate?” I counter. Where is Samael?” Lukan’s smile widens. “I’m sorry to say, little sister, but your mate is dead. He put up a good fight, but even he couldn’t fight the effects of the seraphim blood we injected him with.” A sob breaks through my lips. Seraphim blood is deadly to demons. The right dose would kill him instantly.

“Only until they have forgiven themselves. Suicide is no sin, Fianna. It is a tragedy, truly, but the depths of despair a person are in to commit the act are punishment enough.” We walked in silence as I absorbed my surroundings, glad of the colombina mask I wore that disguised my appearance. We rounded a corner, entering the heart of a grove. A bare-chested demon in harem pants with skin black as night bowed to Samael, his skin studded with a silver dusting of ridges and tattoos. Deer antlers crested his head, woven with red cloth and silver bells that sounded as he rose. Samael gave a cursory nod. “Dantalion. Is the hearse ready?”

I ask as I try to open the dusty old book, making a face when it won't open. "No, this isn't an ordinary book. Only someone with demon blood in them can open this book, and when they do, it'll take you first to the demon you're related to." Samael replies. "You want my blood?" I ask, an incredulous look on my face.

He looked over at Seraphina and tried to warn her as the blood quickly left his body and he collapsed to the ground. Seraphina moved, but she wasn’t quick enough as the Demon that had been stalking her wrapped his arms around her from behind. He sank his fangs into her neck as he sank the wolfsbane-covered silver dagger into her chest. Seraphina screamed not at the pain of the bite from the Demon but from the burning of the wolfsbane and silver, now buried deep in her chest. The Human Hunter that started their brief fight walks over and stands in front of Seraphina, leaving the Demon to feed off of her as he slides his hand on her cheek and chuckles,

He requested without looking at him, he could see how sorry he was and didn’t want to be swayed into forgiving him. “Why, what is happening?” Alpha Ethan asked. “Aurora must have spilled the beans that my blood can be used to kill the demons, your Alphas have sent men to kill, I only have a few minute left so I need you to reason with them if not then command them” Axel demanded from him. Alpha Ethan was more confused, how was his blood able to destroy the demons he thought. “Does your blood really?” He questioned. “You saw it earlier” Axel reminded of the fight he just had with the demons attacking him.

I said, raising an eyebrow at him, twirling my wedding ring absentmindedly. I gazed ahead when a painful shout rose. The crowd roared as the fight reached its climax—one demon lay on the ground, bleeding from his mouth, his arm torn off, while the other stood victorious, his own arm hanging loosely at his side. "You did argue. A lot." Sam noted, his eyes never leaving my face. "Ah well, someone had to. You loved it." I smirked, taking a sip of my wine. There was no blood in the wine, unlike that very first day I was here. Sam had sworn off blood in the wine since that day. He now only drank my blood.

" Iris paid the price and Felicity began pouring things in the cauldron. The old woman closed her once and chanted a spell. She began shaking and after few minutes she came back to her senses. "The only way to defeat the Southern demons is to combine the two souls. Those souls are your werewolf spirits. I assume you haven't consumed the mating process yet so you must complete it. The Blood Wolf values the mating process and both of you will become the strongest force we'll ever see. As for the ritual of the demons they wanted the blood of a true Blood Wolf royal. The mating process is the only way to replenish the powerful blood in your body. Those demons wanted to use the royal's blood to g

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

Wait, why am I describing him? I just shook my head lightly to avert my thoughts and followed him inside the magic circle. He gave me a small knife for the cutting of my flesh. I heaved a deep sigh before proceeding. There is no turning back. This is for my friends. I bit my lower lip as I made a cut on my palm. I clenched my fist and let a drop of my blood fell onto the magic circle. It glowed brightly the moment my blood reached it. “I, Cerina Samara Imperial, is having a blood pact with Mammon, the demon king of Greed—”