Sanguine Opposite Novels & Stories

“There was a writing too at the bottom of the bottle. A writing made up of two words… ‘Sanguis Veritatis.’” “Blood of Truth,” my dad translates quietly, his face already pale with shock. “This is worse than I thought,” Dr. Audrey shakes her head, already searching through her medical bag. “What do you mean worse?” I ask. “Fuck,” She curses under her breath, still searching her bag. “I have an antidote for standard poison, but Sanguis Veritatis is different because it is not just poison. It is a curse that is used by dark sorcerers specifically against Truebloods. The curse hasn't been used for over a century but now… fuck I can't believe this.”

Never in their dreams did they expect this to happen. One of the mecha lifeforms said angrily, “Sanguine, are you going to accept this brat's control? He’s only in the middle stage of nine stars! Besides, he’s of a different species, so we can’t possibly share the same mind! Do you guys want to live under his shadow for the rest of your lives?!” The one known as Sanguine was a mecha beast with two wings on its back, a tiger head, a lion body, and a snake tail.

One aspect of being human I’m glad I never have to deal with. The street is lined with buildings all packed closely together, but I’m only interested in one. The one that reads ‘Banca del Sangue’. All around the world I have set up blood banks run by sanguidae, for sanguidae. They can come whenever they are in need of supply, and magic on each building keeps them protected and ensures sanguidae don’t try raiding the supply.

“Take this.” Without any hesitation, Tyr pulled out the sanguine fruit and gave it to the man in white. “What’s this?” Immediately, Blade Hero’s tomb was filled with a very refreshing scent. Especially prominent in a closed space like the tomb’s interior, it made for an extremely invigorating fragrance. “It’s the sanguine fruit. Apparently, it’ll recover one’s energy immediately upon consumption. Try it.” The man was shocked. “This is too precious. I can’t have it.”

She was a traitor to an alpha she claimed she loved, I would’ve killed her as soon as I had Elise in my grasp, but maybe she could be useful yet. Finally, I reached the conference room where Caius Sanguine, the head of the Sanguine Clan, sat in his chair, swilling a glass of blood in his hand as he stared at me with boredom in his eyes. Blood, it was a nasty habit and a weakness, deprive a vampire of blood for a few days and they’d be useless. Apparently, shifter blood was a rare delicacy for the vampires, but Caius was a smart enough vampire to not attempt it, though I did see the way he eyed up my neck briefly as I entered the room.