Savior Of Divine Blood Wiki Novels & Stories

she shrugged. "So do you believe in that?" I asked, ignoring her overly possessive remark. "You mean those legends about half-blood children?" she said. "Well, no." "Why not?" Octavia just looked at me as if I had zero IQ. "Does your butt look like you're missing a tail?" she asked back. I had to bite my lips from screaming at her. "But why are there such legends about dhampires and stuff like that in the books?" "That might be true for defective genes to occur in a human-vampire relationship," Octavia said casually. "But the same with humans and humans. You know how genetics can mess up sometimes, don't you?"

Slowly she began to nod, “Yes, that just may work. If we draw on all of our powers, yes, yes, I think that will work. Will Bethel be willing to help?” Seraphina nodded, “Yes, I’m sure she will help.” “WAIT!” Achilles interrupted the two as they set to work, “Why does it have to be Seraphina’s blood in the sacrifice? Seraphina, I don’t want you to be injured or placed in harms way.” “Your Highness, there is no power greater than that of the Dragon, not to mention, Seraphina is also a carrier of Alexandria’s Genesis and has traveller blood, her blood couldn’t be more powerful.”

But his voice was quite stern and I could hear him clearly. “I’m standing right in front of the room of that girl, Sir. She is an orphan and a commoner”. “I’ve told you millions of times that I don’t need commoners. Yes, I did ask you to find red-eyed vampires and bring them on our side but I didn’t mean that you could bring commoners. I know that they are of divine blood too but they are too weak and if they are weak that means they are also weak in their relationship with the Goddess”, said the hooded guy

So eventually the White Wolf gene was over taken and muddled through the bloodlines so they disappeared. I don't know how much truth there is to what we've been coming across online being as the druids tried to destroy every trace of them within our history. None of them wanted the others to know of their mistake in giving a mortal being that much power, and our advisor Olivia doesn't have any more answers than I do. We do know that it's said to be that the white wolf is sacred. They are suppose to be a beautiful symbol of faith, love, and loyalty but their powers could turn dark and overtake them making them evil.

So to confirm it, he asked, “What is your age Phoenix?” Harry asked on which what Phoenix said cleared Harry’s doubt that Phoenix is Sebastian’s split personality. “I was born on the day when I lost mom,” Phoenix said. Harry who heard this thought, that maybe Phoenix would tell him that what happened that day, because Sebastian told nobody about that day. “Phoenix what happened that day?” Harry asked on which Phoenix, who heard this, went from there saying nothing. From that day, Harry came to know that Phoenix is the only one who was saving girls/women by attacking those rapists and drug addicts. Harry told everything to Sanjeev and Lavanya, Lavanya who heard this said,

"Davina doesn't have the balls to pull the strings. That's for sure." I nodded, though I felt my chest tighten a little. "Davina said things about my past though. She has the power to pull the strings, but is not the leader of the devil's circle. Just a sub-leader. And, she also said something about my blood being special." Siobhan leaned forward, her expression becoming soft. "In these kinds of cults, blood can symbolize power. Or maybe she's just a cannibal." Dashiell's fists clenched on the armrest of his chair. "Davina wouldn't dare," he said, his voice a low growl. "We will burn their whole operation to the ground before they get close to Zahra again."

The cover was worn, the pages yellowed with age, but the script inside was surprisingly legible. She flipped through it, her breath catching as she read the first few lines: "To those who follow, beware. The Blood King walks a path of shadows, tethered to the Crimson Fated by fate and fire. Their union will either save us or doom us all." Aria’s heart raced as she scanned further. The entries spoke of Lucian Draevan, the Blood King—a name she recognized from old hunter lore. He was a vampire lord from centuries past, known for his ruthlessness and enigmatic disappearance after a great war.

"There is only one cure to it and that is blood, not just a blood, we need the blood of the chosen one of the prophecy!" "What !". Sinai screamed. "How do you mean blood of the chosen one of the prophecy, where the hell are we going to find the person whose existence is unknown. ". "That is impossible Alfred, find another way pls". Sinai suggested in fear. "There is no other way and she has just few hours to live, that blood is the only way because it's sacred and its only amongst werewolves it would be found as they are the direct descendants of the Goddess of the moon". "Are you insane Alfred, how the hell do you think we could find such person, we don't even know if the strange person eve

A breaking spell, something old enough to tear a vow. She looked up. John was on the ground, coughing blood. The Blood Father raised his clawed hand for the killing blow. And then Sarah moved. She dove between them, arms wide. "No!" she screamed. The Blood Father hesitated. John’s eyes widened. “Sarah” Her body lit with blinding light, and then, the Blood Father stepped back, hand singed. A look of confusion, almost pain, passed over his monstrous face. “You…” he murmured. “You are not of the line. Yet… you bear its pain.”

I warned, he was still my father after all and still the king of vampires. “Why not? He is the one who came in here asking you to apologize to an unworthy man who has been kidnapping my people and selling them off for cash,” Avisa says, father widen his eyes in shock. “What? Jason has no hand in the human trafficking trade, it is Dean who was seen…...” “According to who? I am a mermaid who was victim to said trade, what makes you think I will willingly stay with a person who is selling my people?” she says boldly.