Trinity Blood Novels Novels & Stories

We all know that our time in this world is limited and that eventually, all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet, it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Right now, it feels like there are no fucking stairs as I look at Trinity lying helpless under a goddamn sheet that is stained in nothing but blood.

His face was full of confusion as he asked, "Babe, what did I even do wrong?" I tried to get him to stand up, but Betty stopped me. She pulled me to the couch and raised her chin at Trent. "Did you cheat on her?" Trent's eyes widened, almost popping out of his head. "No way! If I had that much time, I'd rather code a few more lines!" Aggrieved, he shuffled on his knees over to me and tried to plead his case. Before he could say anything, however, he noticed the bandages on my hand.

I could hear a bug crawling along the floor, a cricket scratching his legs together out in the fields, a mouse scurrying across the cellar floor, and three magical hearts pumping beautiful, rich, nutritious, delicious blood on the opposite side of the bolted door. I needed to get to that blood to quench my driving thirst. I was sure I could drink gallons and gallons of it and still not have enough. I’d never been so thirsty. When I tried to leave the bed to seek out the blood that called to me, I found myself restrained by Geo’s vice grip. “Hold steady, baby,” he said softly. “Luthias and I will help you. Try to be calm.” “I’m thirsty,” I said with incredible aggression.

Oh, by the way, I'd like to invite you to check out some of my other books: I Kissed My Boss, Book 1; The Love of an Invisible and The fate of the rejected alpha, book 1; In particular, I urge you to check out the third title, where there's a whole new world of werewolves, which I've worked hard to create. I'll leave one of the chapters for yous: A Thief: A THIEF WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE A THIEF The sounds of many voices mingling with each other awakes Bloodstain from the first peaceful sleep she had in her entire life. She rubs her eyes with the back of her hands and takes a few seconds to make her vision focus on the image of two humans in front of you, a male and a female. "Ah, so final

The First Plane Trilogy The Planeless Second Seat Ruler The Lychos Cycle Weregirl Revenant Lychos The Helios Oracles Foresight (Sanctuary and Phoenix are pending thanks to spoilers for the Hayle Coven Destinies) The Hayle Coven Destinies The Outcast Steam Union The Brotherhood Lord of the Drach Gateway The Order Dark Brother Blood of the Maji Also, in case you missed it, Sassafras has his own history: Sassafras And explore the beginnings of the Hayle coven with Syd's great-great-great grandmother, Auburdeen Hayle in the Blood and Gold Trilogy: Smoke and Magic Fire and Illusion Steam and Sorcery So much more of the Hayle Coven Universe to explore! I'm leave you now with this letter. And my gr

Alice stumbled through the gym’s side exit, the rally’s roar—blaring music, screaming crowds—fading to a dull hum as the courtyard’s cold night air slapped her face. The school’s open quad stretched before her, cracked concrete benches under flickering streetlamps, skeletal trees rustling in the wind, the distant thump of the pep rally echoing like a heartbeat. Her hands still glowed faintly from the gym’s ritual circle, her wrist scar burning, the crumpled notes (Break or burn, weapon) heavy in her pocket alongside the bedroom pendant. The vision of Samuel’s ritual—lights pulsing, packs clashing, blood pooling—clawed at her mind, alongside Liam’s plea, Kane’s fierce grip, Mira’s whispered t

Standing behind her was a man Ivy had only ever seen in faded photographs—a man with Dante’s jawline and a look of cold, calculated revenge. If Dante’s father and Ivy’s mother have been alive and working together in the shadows this whole time, what was the true purpose of the "War of Blood"—and as Dante’s father raises his weapon and points it not at Silas, but at Dante, does Ivy realize that the "Trinity" was never meant to rule the world, but to be the final sacrifice to reset it? (Watch out for Chapter 120) 💬 Add to library | Vote | please leave a review | Gifts

Inheritance Beyond Bone: A Study of Blood Memory in the Sovereign Lines Codex Umbra: Forbidden Forms and the Repercussions of Shadowwork Veins of the Vale: Mapping the Ancestral Ether in Delta Bloodlines The Tyrant’s Mirror: How Empaths Unraveled the War of Seven Wills Of Flame and Stone: House Emberdark’s Fall and the Quiet Curse that Followed Declarations Made in Silence: Oaths Taken Beneath the Aureum Sky

“Trails don’t just stop, man.” My friends dark eyes are filled with so much compassion and I don’t understand what it means at first. Not until I notice Katerina’s purse in his hands. And the blood on it. My stomach drops. My heart refuses to beat anymore. Denial can lead you only so far. They took her. And there’s blood. The trail is gone. “This is not…” “I already sent the men looking. They are checking all the perimeter, but… no one has reported anything yet.”

*** And the ceremony— was about to begin. extend the chapter Great—this is already strong, so I’ll expand it by layering in: - Deeper sensory immersion in the Glades - More faction interaction and tension - Stronger emotional beats for Raven & Victoria - Subtle, creeping unease tied to the larger threat - A longer lead-in right up to the ceremony start *** :::writing block **Bound in Shadow, Bound in Blood** **Book 2** **Chapter 91: Before the Vows** The Glades did not prepare.