Sam Winchester Demon Blood Novels & Stories

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

Without me, you would be dead, you silly! But yes, death is more favorable to him, if he achieved this kind of death the process will be finalized and he well become a Demon Alpha God, and that is the most dreadful part. "If that's the case, then whoever this wolf is, you all die together!" threatened the witch yelling, "Again! Attack!" "But... what if she's the moon goddess?" asked a man who had shifted into a human form. "Don't believe what you see. Your moon goddess isn't dumb enough to show up just to protect this demon wolf!" reasoned the witch and reminded, "This is what we all want! To kill Kael Hawthorne, the son of a demon! Now, witches act! Everyone attack!"

She cannot give someone her life suddenly just like that. "No, I can't. Instead, I will train you myself. If I mate with you through that bite, I will transfer my blood to yours, and you, having demon blood in you with proper training and guidance, can become a Demoness and take your revenge yourself, Esteria," he said so calmly, as if all this did not mean a thing. "Can't you transfer the blood another way?" Esteria asked. She promised to serve him with her body and life, not become his mate. Mating was not involved in the deal they signed.

Damien’s POV I wake up to the sun in my eyes. Fuck my head is pounding. When I try to get up I can’t. My eyes fly open as I feel my hands and feet have been tied to.. the bed frame ? I lay my head back and sigh. Fuck. I try to swallow but my throat still feels raw. She snapped my neck. When was the last time I’ve gotten that done to me. Demons live longer than humans and most things that can kill a human won’t kill a demon.

“Third, the Salvi. Salvi can cast spells. They are like witches but they have a different language that only Salvi can understand, even witches can't understand their words. You can only tell if a vampire is a Salvi if their eyes are red-orange. They are the third strongest of the entire vampire clan. And they can hold the cross unlike us who are burned," Red-orange? I seem to have seen red-orange eyes. Aha! Brian! I saw his eyes turn red-orange for a moment. But, maybe he's not a vampire, right? He's just human like me. It's impossible that he's a vampire because I know he doesn't believe in vampires.

Disappointed that she couldn't do anything to help this poor old woman. "So, you want to avenge your son by cursing the people involved for his death? That's why you gave your soul to the devil so that the devil can help you? Isn't that right?" asked Samuel. "I performed a ritual for years to summon the demon soul imprisoned in the ground using Jim's skull and turn it into a statue. I had to offer blood as a ritual covenant, but I couldn't offer up human blood. I couldn't kill humans, because that's why I gave my own blood. But it's not enough, the demons want more blood."

“Azreal said it describes the situation of the host perfectly.” “Are you sure your demon isn’t possessed?” Sam asked as he grabbed a blood bag out of a cooling box before he poured it into a cup and mixed it with some tomato juice. “It’s animal blood.” Sam said as he sipped it like it was coffee before he sat down on a stool. “Still a vegetarian. Old habits die hard is very true.” I said as he rolled his eyes. “On the matter, I have made a cure but it’s not perfect, it gives temporal relief and you’re the only one who I can count on to perfect it.”

To him, that is the only fastest way of healing her wound once the liquid from the herbs is squeezed into the wound. Just as he was about applying the method, more blood gushed out from her neck uncontrollably. He swallowed and looked away. He couldn't stare at her anymore because she was doing things to him. Despite looking away, his demon persisted in crawling out. His eyes suddenly changed to a blazing fire while his fangs elongated. The blood was too alluring for him to resist. Sam's eyes had been closed all this while in order to relieve herself of the pain which was fast approaching but as she opened her eyes, she nearly scampered for safety. A raging demon was staring at her hungrily

Majestically he sat on it, all the demons in hell present bowed their heads respectfully with their left hands on their chest. As usual a demon woman brought his usual drink in a tray, after he received the glass of blood, the demon woman bowed her head and left. Lucifer took a sip from the glass as he closed his eyes to relish the sweet taste of human blood. The demons frequently go to the living world and take blood from the humans and then returned back to hell. BEWARE THIS SCENE IS GRUESOME, SKIP IF NOT SUITABLE FOR YOU. Lucifer opened his eyes as they turned darker and without saying anything he snapped his fingers for Williams and his men to appear in front him.

Sam took out a knife from his boot and I instinctively tried to pull my hand back but Sam wrapped this fingers around it, keeping it put. ”This will only hurt for a moment,” ”I’m not a werewolf, remember?” I said in an obvious tone. ”Right, then this will hurt for a bit more than a moment,” He said and grimaced. ”What exactly are you doing?” ”I’m taking your blood,” ”Why?” ”As proof,” ”How can he know it’s mine?” Sam looked up and smirked at me. ”A man like that, I'm guessing he has a few wizards and witches on standby,” I nodded my head, I guess he had a point.