Taj Divided By Blood Novels & Stories

I needed another witch with me. At the start of the second term I called talia, At first she was not that happy of the idea of me performing blood spells, convincing my friend of the necessity of the situation was a hard task, but she helped me and got me strong, Talia was the second witch I know, her me and Jess were the main witches of the coven, but in our different ways. Talia was the master of herbology, Jess in telepathy, and I specialized in dark arts, nothing too much but I was more interested in the blood magic, being a hybrid myself, I wanted to know how this would work.

He was on the stairs, running to greet his parents so he thoughts. He sped up and stumbled on something that lay on the stairs– Old man Anthony lay still with blood oozing it. He screamed and ran to the first room that came to his mind. Blood was everywhere– on the rails, the floor, the window covered in splattered blood. He then opened the door and he saw her. Dark long hair, and green eyes peering into his blue eyes. She was holding a knife, she raised to his father's neck and said,

Julian’s eyes flicker between Blade and me and he says, “Don’t tarnish our line with this half-blood. Do you understand me?” Blade scoffs, “You can’t control me, father.” Julian’s eyebrows raise, I don’t think that Blade has ever stood up to him before. The look of shock is rather satisfying. Blade turns on his heel and faces me, “Let’s go to your room, Raya. I can get food brought to us.” Julian yells behind us, “We have nothing for humans!” Blade calls back as he leads me away, “She’s a half-blood! She drinks like us.”

"You want a poison." "Not just any poison," Tanya whispered, her face twisting into a hideous, satisfied smirk. She reached into her bodice and pulled out a tiny, black glass vial sealed with dark purple wax. "This is Blood-Strangle. My father bought it from the dark witches of the Eastern Continent. It has no scent. It has no taste. The moment it touches the tongue, it paralyzes the vocal cords so the target cannot call for help or channel their aura. Within ten minutes, it turns the blood in their veins into solid ash." Jarek reached out, his thick, scarred fingers taking the black vial from her hand. He rotated it under the candlelight, watching the thick, viscous liquid slosh against the

Everest gasped in surprise at hearing Taggart's confession. Taggart is a hybrid. It implies that Taggart still harbours the urge to consume blood, much like a vampire, due to half the vampire clan within his body. However, as a hybrid, Taggart can stay strong like a werewolf even though he doesn't drink blood regularly. He consumed the blood only for his additional nutrition to heal wounds or, in some cases, for fun.

Jade Chamber wipe out the odds. Hence, the 11 bottles of blood essence were arranged before him, and Caspian could feel the intense vigor they were emitting. ‘I drank six bottles of blood essence before this, and if I finished these eleven bottles, it meant that I've consumed seventeen bottles,’ Caspian pondered, ‘even if St. Jade Chamber's blood essence's effect is not as good as the Oceans Chamber of Commerce's, seventeen bottles should be enough to tamper my body and increase my strength.’

Even Chase, using the mismatched Universal Sword Technique and Divine Connection Sword Technique while at a lower realm, could still fight Cassius to a draw. Moreover, with his advantage of vast vital energy, if not for that elder, Chase was 90% confident he could have taken down Cassius. Hearing Chase's question, Tilbur was also stunned for a moment. He had decided to hide information about his sect earlier, but now, he had no choice but to reveal something. "We Divine Blood practitioners believe that the human body is light and blood is dark. Only when the body and blood coordinate with each other can one achieve a balance between light and dark. Therefore, most of our techniques involve b

That's how your mom died," dad said and I didn't know what to say. This is because we went to bed one night and tomorrow, mom was dead in their bed. We all didn't understand and now.... "What's so special about Tessa?" I asked. I wanted to see if it was worth mom's death. "It's her blood son. It's her blood," he said and we all looked puzzled. "Her blood?" Susan prodded, wanting him to continue. "Yes, Tessa has special blood. One, she is a healer. She has a special affinity with nature and she can tell what herb could heal what disease.

The Trump Card… Takuya could not afford to hesitate. Gritting his teeth, he bit down until blood spurted out, staining his brush crimson. With swift strokes on the yellow talisman, he conjured a blood-red effigy, an eerie blood specter. That bizarre power, drawn from the Holy Jade Amulet, surged through Takuya, each blood-red effigy pulsing with the might of a seasoned warrior. "Is that all you've got?" Alexander stood unshaken, his fiery sword in hand, eyes glinting with deadly resolve. "You've sided with the Black Maple Organization, Takuya. You're not worth sparing today!

“Tessa’s hemoglobin is low. She has been giving her blood to someone.” “Her blood?” I am taken aback. “Her blood is special. It can cure cursed ones. She has been curing someone.” The truth startles me to the core, and the only name that comes to my mind, the only person who can hurt her like this…Jay Manchester.