Sengoku Night Blood Novels & Stories

she said again and I nodded, deciding to drop it. " I, Victor Bloodborne, the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack, dismiss you, Serena Nightshade, from the position of the Luna of the Bloodborne Pack, " I announced and her eyes widened as the bond broke into two.

She instantly closed her eye. With her right hand, she tried to clean the blood. A soldier tried to use the advantage. With his long sword, he rushed in. Mariko swiftly moved back, slipping on the blood. She fell. The soldier was above her with his sword held high. He stopped, tried to scream. There was no use. Inch by inch, the bloody tip of a sword appeared from his mouth. He fell to the ground. Mariko looked up. Inosuke stood above her, covered in blood from head to toe.

"The Bloodmoon rises in three days. You know what that means." I do. Every forty days, Vorrak's face burns brighter, and the night becomes a hunting ground for things that should stay hidden. The cursed, the moonbound, the creatures that thrive on desire and violence. It's a night when the smart stay indoors with their doors locked and their prayers whispered to Irethiel for protection. But I've never been particularly smart. "I'll be fine," I say, brushing past her toward the path that leads back into the village. "I'm always fine."

Jo shot over his shoulder as they got closer to the Vampires who seemed a bit surprised that the Guardian wasn’t going down. Jo shot another Vampire in the head twice, and the female bloodsucker fell backward, exploding into ash before she hit the ground. Zane took out another one as well, and then they were fighting for the same real estate. As much as Jo liked to blast a Vampire into oblivion with her gun, there was nothing quite like the satisfying tear of a Vampire’s head coming off of its body.

A smile tugged at his lips when his gaze landed on Ayden. “Liam,” the vampire greeted smoothly. “It’s been a while.” Liam stiffened. “Felix. Why are you here?” Ayden glared between them, but Felix ignored him, his gaze flicking to the blood still staining Liam’s sleeve from where he’d grabbed Maya’s attacker. His smile sharpened, predatory. “Tell your Alpha,” Felix murmured, “the blood on the wind tonight… isn’t ordinary.” And with that, he melted back into the shadows, leaving

“I can feel it. It’s calling me. The Moon wants me to finish what my bloodline began.” “What does that mean?” She met his gaze, fear flickering beneath the defiance. “It means it wants me to merge with it. To become the vessel it’s been waiting for.” Zevran’s hand tightened on his sword. “Then it’s not getting you.” A faint, bitter smile touched her lips. “You can’t fight the Moon, Zevran.” “Watch me.” Before she could answer, the ground shuddered. The air split with a sound like cracking glass. From the center of the courtyard, a pillar of crimson light burst upward, and the shadow within it began to take form — massive, skeletal, wearing a thousand faces of despair.

Then he sighed because Ashlyn was totally serious about knowing what it meant. “Something also happened to me that night, Kim. I never killed anyone aside from animals just to drink blood since it was my substitution for human blood…but something changed in me when I saw their blood.” Vladimir started there and Ashlyn listened to him very attentively. “It feels like yesterday when it happened…everyone in the household, in the entire land of Milano, was covered in flames and their blood triggered something in me. There was a rush pumping inside like any adrenaline rush but it was worse than I thought it would be.” he continued as he looked in the very far distance while they were sitting on a

The Blood Moon hung high in the sky, casting its malevolent red glow over the kingdom, a harbinger of the chaos that was about to unfold. Sienna stood on the edge of the palace courtyard, her heart pounding in her chest. Her silver blood, still fresh on her hands from the confrontation with Ryder, glistened in the dim light. It was strange, the sensation of her blood coursing through her body felt different now, as if every drop pulsed with a strange, ancient energy. The prophecy, the weight of it, gnawed at her mind, urging her to take action.

The wind howled violently, scratching at my throat until I felt an itch that seemed to make me want to cough. "Enough talking. Choose, or I'll let them both go." At Amber's signal, the men next to us hoisted both me and Tara up. The salty sea breeze hit me in the face, and the sharp smell of ocean water churned my stomach. However, nothing compared to the screaming in my ears. Before I could even draw a breath, Ethan had already made his choice. At that moment, everything went silent. Amber instinctively turned to look at me. My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why.

(Elijah) The Eternal Night Division was one of Aeternum's many secret military divisions, but it was undoubtedly the most formidable. Unlike the Special Forces, the Eternal Night Division surpassed all others in every aspect—physical attributes, effectiveness, and tactical prowess. What set them apart even further was the fact that every soldier in the division was a vampire, granting Aeternum an army of undying elite soldiers. However, it was precisely because they were vampires that their existence had to remain hidden. In the current age, vampires were still regarded as evil creatures, not just another race of humans. Revealing their existence would severely damage Aeternum's reputation a