Star Wars Blood Novels & Stories

Sage I get my things cleared off the table and sit back not daring to look back in his direction. I close my eyes trying to clear my head and jump when I feel heat radiating up my back. I look over at Jaxs- Jax and there is anger in his eyes the emotion swirling with the silver of his wolf. I instinctively pull away readjusting my shirt and jacket to cover up the distinct footprint left on my back. I shrink away from the wolf next to me.

And somewhere beyond time, the Flow itself smiled. --- The Light of the Blood Moon When night fell for the first time, the stars appeared like scattered notes on a cosmic page. And above them rose the Blood Moon — pale crimson, eternal, alive. It hung there not as a watcher, but as a companion. A pulse in the dark, a memory of every love and loss that had shaped existence before. The child looked up at it, and though she did not know its name, she felt it speak. > Begin with love.

“Come on, you don’t expect me to give away information on a Vampire for free now do you?” I made a sound of disgust “What do you want?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. A calculated look crossed his face “Your blood would be sufficient enough payment.” Before I could say anything, Duke immediately stepped forward, his stance protective. “Absolutely not.” Caesar raised an eyebrow. “I wasn’t speaking to you, Beta.” “As far as your request requires spilling my Alphas blood, you were.” He all but growled and I held up a hand to stop him. He stepped back instantly.

It's the way her mood switched quickly that always marveled me “Yes,” I said plainly, I was a bit disappointed in myself, like why shouldn't I have known? I held her new wig up in front of her face. “Don't get me wrong…I like it but…wow!” She held her hand to her mouth. I got her right there. “How do you like it now?” I turned her wig into what looked like the color of my heart. Vantablack. Just like my heart. Just like the thick furs of my wolf, I would love it to be the color of my blood, but unfortunately, it is a dark brick of red liquid.

I had to fight. But the creature’s voice coiled through the night, dark and cold. “You are mine, Luna Star. Surrender now, and I may let him live.” “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, you don’t get to take him. Or me.” The creature laughed—a sound like bones snapping, like the world cracking apart. “You think you have a choice? Look around you.” The army closed in, their growls and snarls filling the air. The Blood Moon cast everything in red, like the whole world was bleeding.

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed. *** Lorel Unbelievable!!! What will cost him to tell me the reason why I became a target of the Vampire Prince? Vampire Prince…. Is that even real? Do they even exist? I find everything he just told me difficult to believe. I mean who would believe such a thing. If I hadn’t seen him in his Lycan form, I would have thought he was insane. “You are back.” I heard my mum’s voice as I entered our family’s house thereby drawing me out of my thoughts.

“You think paper makes him yours.” His eyes lifted, cold and absolute. “Blood does not transfer,” he said. “Blood returns.” He picked up his phone. “Prepare retrieval,” he ordered. “Make it happen fast.”

Outside, somewhere beyond the Rift, the first faint tremor of the Blood Moon stirred and its light beginning to rise, red and ancient, over a world that had no idea what was coming. And I, the Star reborn, would have to face it and bound by fire, by love, by destiny. But not alone. Never alone.

After speaking, Pavan took out a dagger and sliced his palm. Immediately, pale golden blood flowed out of his wound. Soon, a large mass of pale golden blood gathered on Pavan’s chest, amounting to at least a thousand milliliters. Then, he pushed the blood forward, and the four elders acted immediately. They instantly appeared in the four directions of the blood. After that, the four stretched out their right hands simultaneously. A stream of invisible energy gathered around the blood until the blood began to tumble rapidly and slowly decrease in volume. This entire time, this group from Stella Civilization Galaxy never once paid any attention to David and the gang.