The Bloodstone Novels & Stories

“By flame and moon. By blood and bond. Let what was chosen be unmade. Let the fragile, fumbling choices of a confused heart be undone. Let what was bound be loosed. Let the pathetic, weak threads of their wolf-kin bond unravel. Let her heart forget the names that came before mine. Let her memory be cleansed of their touch, their scent, their false affection.” The bloodstone pendant, held aloft in my hand, pulsed with a soft, angry red light, mirroring the glow of the runes on my skin. A faint crack appeared on its surface, then another, spiderwebbing outwards. The stone cracked down the middle with a sharp, sickening sound, like a heartbeat shattering, a viola

And yet, somehow, I was given the hardest task of all. Picking up the tray, which was heavier than all the rest since it was full of pitcher of heavy blood, I made for the door. The Pack clinic always kept a well-stocked blood bank, both in case a wolf needed a transfusion and for whenever important Vampires come calling. Since Werewolves heal so quickly, it doesn't take much to restock it with donations. I helped Rosie a few times doing blood drives during the long years of the war.

A gigantic stone door that was painted gold with mini-statuettes of the ancient beast, the kirin and various symbolic carvings stood in their way. The travellers understood from Xiyu’s explanation of the mechanics behind the access door that only her blood was able to open the door. She believed that because she was a descendant of Muxue Yan, her blood was worthy enough. Dongyue felt his chest ache slightly upon seeing her bite hard on her finger to yield a few drops of blood, which she smeared on one of the mini-statuettes. This, she confirmed, was what was required to open the door.

The brief fight paved the way for some Ayruzians to gossip about Akshara and Dev, who stood behind Akshara. “Why our crown prince is defending that barmaid?” “Maybe she is his possession” “When they tested her virginity, they found the trace of golden blood in her.” “What’s that mean?” “Only two dragons have golden blood in the entire cosmos. One is his father, other is him. As you know about his father, it’s our crown prince’s golden blood. He has imprinted on her, probably.” “What?” “Can’t you see the human is marked as possession of our crown prince?”

A stone fireplace warmed the room to an almost stifling temperature, the fire crackling as he pulled her towards an armchair. "Sit." He positioned her in front of the chair and slid his calloused hand down her arm as she sunk into the navy and gold embroidered cushions. His eyes shone yellow in the reflection of the flames, the only source of light in the room cast deep shadows across the panelled walls. The gloom swallowed him, and a soft click of a door opening sounded from the other side of the room. He reappeared by her side with a small first aid kit. "You're going to treat my wounds?"

she said excitedly. With a serious expression, Kevin said, "Most of what you said is true. However, now this grail is a holy grail for vampires," he explained. While his master was talking, Julio just stood in their midst listening. He had no intention of interfering or taking over to explain the true meaning of the grail. "This is the Bloody Grail," said Kevin. Kevin then placed the grail on the table, right in front of Pine. So this woman can see the contents of the grail. Kevin's moves were watched very seriously by Pine.

Thomas said shrugging and motioned for her to relax while they listened to the conversation. “Are you really saying that you have found the missing Moon Stone. Like the real Luna Stone!” Melissa asked after recovering from her shock. “Yes, surprisingly I believe the stone found me. I heard there will be a big auction at the underground black market and my source told me that the stone would be up for sale. You do know how important the stone is to the whole werewolf race.” Amanda said proudly as she sipped her wine for effect before dropping it down and looking at them.

PROLOGUE "Red is always symbolizing love. But for Rose it had never been love. It was blood. Even her name has red on it. Blood that she hates. If she has the time to turn things back on, she will never ever tie herself to the man that she once loved. " A King… Her king that rules the kingdom. The blood that she doesn’t need is the one that can keep her alive. She doesn’t know that love is going to make its way to getting in the way of the love she throws at her. She doesn’t know that once in her life… Red will always be love and Rose will always be red. ROSE AMARA AMBER

It was very exciting, and extremely expensive to get in, I never dreamed about anything like this, but I loved! I dragged daddy with me along with our bodyguards toward the first painting, the lady in the painting eyes would follow you everywhere, it's said some of these paintings would come to live at night, I don't know if it's for real or if my friend back at school was making fun of me, I tend to fall for teasing easily, Ari isn't the first one to get me. The next art had some vampire blood in it, it was crimson red, the painting is supposed to show the pain and betrayal, I didn't like that. We moved to one of the demons art, it looks dark, if you put your head close your could see the w