Season 2 Blood Lad Novels & Stories

We all knew we had entered a new era, and for the first time, we were truly the Blood Moon Pack. *This is the end of Book 1 of Blood and Moon. Book 2 Love and War. It will focus on Kyle and Sabrina's love. Adam and Desire will be active in it too. I hope you enjoyed Adam and Desire's story, and I hope you will read and enjoy the remaining two books. Thank you for your love and support. THEY ARE ALL STANDALONE* My next project is Luca's inferno, please follow me on social media same as my pen name. I hope to hear from all of you on Luca's Inferno ( available only on goodnovel)

“It says Ladon cannot be destroyed by conventional means. Its blood is toxic. It regenerates in seconds. And if it tastes the blood of its slayer, the heads multiply faster.” “What the hell?” I whispered. Kira ran her hand through her hair. “I’ve read about dangerous creatures, but this one is different.” I could feel my heart racing in my chest. Ruth knew. She must have. “I still can’t believe my stepmother did this,” I whispered, looking away.

Bloodchild chuckled. “Then let us go. We have work to do. Gather everyone now and we leave at once. Elder Lord is at the Lycan territory in merriment and this is the perfect chance.” “Then you have the potions?” “Of course I do. My wife doesn’t disappoint.” Bloodchild left his cohort and went to prepare for battle. He returned home and changed into his stealth armor. He would want to move very quickly but be protected from a powerful Lycan bitch who would likely be fierce and dangerous.

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Blade doesn’t respond instantly and Adam rants, “Do you know the kind of trouble that you’ll be in if father finds out about this? Do you want to die, Blade? Do you want her to die?” Blade’s voice drips with sarcasm as he says, “You act like I’m not already dead.” “You and I both know that there is a way to end your existence, Blade. And we both know that dad having a pure bloodline come from us, is more important to him than having you live.” Adam turns to look at me and says, “And unfortunately, her life isn’t worth that much to father. He won’t hesitate to end her. I thought you wanted all of us to work toward keeping her safe. How are we supposed to do that when you’re making moves on he

She knew she was close. She only had to walk further in before she saw the blood splattered on the ground. She turned to Luke, wondering if he was bothered by the blood. He was a vampire after all. He just shook his head as if he understood what she was going to ask. "I am okay. These are all vampires' blood. Vampires do not drink from vampires." She nodded in relief. Then she continued her search for Raziel.

Cammie said, "You own them. You live with them. They can't control you if you don't let them." But I couldn't ignore her beating pulse, fully aware of my throbbing razor-edged teeth begging me to bite her, right in the throat where her vein promises worldly pleasure. My head slowly went down to the crook of Cammie's slender neck. Her scent was getting sharper as my nose traced faintly over her smooth skin. Hot saliva flooded my mouth. I could feel her heartbeat against her chest. It made my mind twirl. I just wanted to bury my aching teeth in her vein, drinking her fresh youthful blood to my heart's content. But Cammie still didn't make any effort to stop me.

my husband said before I was gulping. “We will be meeting your cousin?” I asked him before he smiled at me. “Don’t you worry, Alina and Kyle, that’s her husband, will be thrilled to hear from you. But I have to warn you, they are Blue Blood like me but they still called themselves the ancient name for our species,” “You mean Vampire?” “Well, what can I say? Alina was the next heir if not for her brother, Luke, if he ever showed up to take the throne,” Aaron said as I was arching my eyebrow at him. He smiled.

he sighed, a sound of genuine, disappointed resignation. He pressed down. The blade tore into the flesh of my left forearm. A gasp of pure, unadulterated agony tore from my throat, my body violently jerking against the heavy metal chair. The thick leather straps bit mercilessly into my wrists and chest, holding me pinned, offering no escape from the searing heat of the blade. Hot, crimson blood began to well up from the deep, clean line he had drawn, spilling over my skin and dripping slowly, rhythmically, onto the pristine white tile floor. In the blinding brightness of the room, the blood looked unnaturally dark, almost black.

“It’s awake now. The First Blood. The source of everything—wolves, bonds, kingdoms. It remembers us.” “And what does it want?” I whispered. He looked back at me, the faintest sadness flickering across his features. “To feed.” The earth trembled. The sky cracked again, light bleeding from the seams. I stumbled, clutching my chest as the bond flared violently. The hum grew louder until it was unbearable. Two halves. One blood. One will. The voice echoed through both our minds. Auren winced. “It’s binding again. It wants to finish what we started.”