Star Wars Blood Novels & Stories

A part of it was dark and another part of it was stained with a deep tone of orange and a tinge of red, the fucking blood moon was staring down at me! There was a rush of blood in me, it was a very strange feeling. The streets of the pack weren't empty, the lights shone everywhere and I knew I couldn't use the main route out of the pack. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my arms and almost yelled out. "Ah!" I looked down, my claws were springing out! "You don't have time, ditch the plan and head to the quiet place, it's closer!" Leia spoke rapidly. "But-”

Star scolded the shadow serpents but they did not move from me, hissing at her before coiling around my body tightly. “Promised.” “Mine.” “Blood.” I stared at Star in pain as they squeezed me, almost as if they wanted to be absorbed into my flesh. Star shook her head before looking back at me with sadness in her eyes. “A blood promise was made, a blood promise must be completed.” “I… I… what? Star? What is happening?” I managed to choke out but she ignored me, turning around and walking away before giving me a second look those sad eyes seemed to be crying.

I didn’t need a blueprint. I just needed to follow the sound of the hearts I was protecting. THE END OF BLOOD AND BETRAYAL

BLOOD AND VOWS --- CHAPTER ONE THE HIT “In this life, love doesn't kill you. Loyalty does.” - The wine glass tipped a second before the explosion. Emilia Romano didn’t hear the blast first—she felt it. A deep, gut-punch thud that rattled the floor and cracked the windows like bones snapping in a quiet room. Her father’s car. Gone. She didn’t scream. She stood there barefoot on the marble, wine dripping from her fingers, glass shattered around her feet. The air pulsed with heat from the hilltop, where smoke now curled into the twilight like a funeral veil.

He might be the second strongest but in front of the true vampire king, he was nothing but a mere bug to Naomi. Her claws found the wound and pierced through it without mercy. “Kargh!” He spat blood, responded to it. Naomi pulled out her bloody hand as her sharp gaze blankly stared at the dying assistant. The injury caused by the previous fight - the wound caused by the garlic and olive oil - brought yet another series of trauma. The wound was now bleeding once again. “Naomi... Skywalker…” Naomi looked down with her purposed smile intact on her lips. She stretched her arm and pressed her palm on his left cheek.

Blood. To much blood.

Rule: The Blood Moon never sets until the debt is paid. Willa leaned her head against the cold window, watching as the stars outside turned into streaks of blood-red light. She was going to do this. She was going to survive. And she was going to make sure that by the time this game was over, Jaxson Vane was the one begging for air.

Blood on the horizon. War was coming to Blood Moon. ---