The Blood King Novels & Stories

The cover was worn, the pages yellowed with age, but the script inside was surprisingly legible. She flipped through it, her breath catching as she read the first few lines: "To those who follow, beware. The Blood King walks a path of shadows, tethered to the Crimson Fated by fate and fire. Their union will either save us or doom us all." Aria’s heart raced as she scanned further. The entries spoke of Lucian Draevan, the Blood King—a name she recognized from old hunter lore. He was a vampire lord from centuries past, known for his ruthlessness and enigmatic disappearance after a great war.

They come out of the room to meet Gavin and Hector. Luis nods to both. Hector goes into the room and comes back out with wide eyes. “What the fuck happened?” “Gavin explain.” Veronica says with a smirk on her lips. “Yes, Donna.” Gavin says with a chuckle. “This is a reason the Donna is called the Blood Queen.” The color drains from Hector’s face and Luis laughs. “That’s part of why I keep reminding everyone to be respectful.” Luis says with a small chuckle.

He told me about my hunt for this woman, and for so long, it has been lost on me who she could be. “Who is she?” I ask slowly, already feeling like my world is collapsing with just the look on Grey's face. “She’s the King’s mother," he breathes.

he continued. "So he's related to their king or something," I asked. I wasn't too surprised as Andre always teased that he had some power. "He's definitely related," Hanson spoke "He's the Prince of the vampires, set to become king once he chooses a mate." I frowned, that did surprise me. Andre had failed to mention that fact, which was important since he always tried to convince me to pick him as a mate.

The process where each graduand from each arm presented their skill or a mind turning project that won them a one year internship by the scouters that were invited. "Well that's because Jacob St. Laurent will be attending this one", he proffered, causing all the blood to drain out my face. "What?", I choked out, letting go of my spoon. Jacob St. Laurent was the only descendant of one of the pure blood families. The Royal pure blood family to be exact. Jacob St. Laurent without question, was the King of Vampires. And he was going to be at the selection. The selection I wasn't even remotely prepared for.

He wanted to know his enemies first, the most dangerous species. "Vampires" I began, "blood sucking soulless creatures who want nothing more than power and once they obtain that, they want more" I spread out my legs in the small cage sighing. I had never met The king of Vampires personally, but Abigail would often tell me stories about him. "Their current king is King Alec Diarnov the fifth, a pure blood vampire" "Pure blood?" "Yes, meaning pure bred with no form of ancestry other than vampires, as a Diarnov he is quite powerful. More on that late, " I sashayed taking another bite.

Serena asked as she raised her hand to his head and took the crown off. “No.” Axl shook his head disapprovingly. He raised a hand towards the audience and his voice boomed across hell, “None of you will join this. For today, this will be the very eventful day the hell must remember. This fight must be remembered and passed on from generation to generation on how King Axl defeated his younger brother. Royal blood against royal blood, power against power, and brother against brother… We fight until you die.” Unwanted chills run down Emily’s spine as she heard Axl’s words. She prayed that Lucius would win. She sensed Olivia walking up to her side as they both, together with the audience, watche

“Time is a luxury the kingdom cannot afford, Alpha. Have you forgotten the sacred vow? When assassins held blades to your throat, my blood spilled to save you. I took the poison meant for you. You swore a royal blood pact to protect my family and elevate my daughter to the throne.” I frown at him bringing that up, and how dare he act so bold in front of me? I slam my hands on the desk. “What gives you the audacity?” “My King,” he replies, placing a hand over mine. “A king’s word is his bond. A blood debt must be honored.” The weight of the blood debt crashes down on me, heavy and unyielding. The royal honor of my bloodline cannot be broken, and the memory of his sacrifice silences my objecti

The voice of Lord Malakor's severed head. ​"But the true King of Blood is finally awake. And he wants his world back."

“He made a deal long before you became queen. A promise sealed in blood — to spare you, to protect you. All I had to do was wait for him to forget who the enemy was.” I turn to him, the world tilting. “Tell me it’s not true.” He looks at me — guilt written in every shadow of his face. “It was before… before everything. Before I knew who she really was.” Valeria laughs. “And yet, here we are, darling. Your king gave me the crown himself.” The gun in my hand doesn’t shake. But my heart does. “You think I won’t kill you both if I have to?” I whisper.