Unholy Blood Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I pushed the door, expecting it to be locked, but it creaked open, revealing a small room lit by a single candle. The air inside was thick, smelling of dust and old paper. Shelves lined the walls, stuffed with books and scrolls, their edges yellowed. A table sat in the center, cluttered with strange objects—a cracked crystal, a dagger with a wolf’s head hilt, a leather-bound book with no title. My fingers brushed the book, and that warmth stirred again, stronger, like a pulse. I opened it, my hands shaking. The pages were filled with handwriting, sharp and slanted, like it was written in a hurry. Words jumped out—Lycan blood, shadow-born, cursed wolf. My heart stopped. I skimmed faster, catc

TABLE OF CONTENTS Synopsis CAST Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Chapter Thirty-Two Chapter Thirty-Three

They were Kin. "It’s not over, Eryx," I whispered, looking at Hope and Leo, who were watching the global light fade into a natural, beautiful dusk. "We’ve woken the world. Now we have to Teach it how to Live." I looked at my hands. The ink was gone. The silver was gone. There was only the Marrow. "The 183rd Chapter is the end of the Rebellion," I declared, my violet-silver eyes locking onto the future. "But it's the First Chapter of the Pack of the World."

I could smell his cologne expensive, sharp, familiar. "You’re insane," I said, reaching for the door. Before I could touch it, the door slammed shut. Two men stepped from the shadows, blocking the exit. Lorenzo leaned close, his voice deadly soft. "The games are over. You’re coming with me. You’ll live under my roof. Follow my rules. And give me my heir." "I'm not going anywhere," I snapped. "You destroyed my family." "And yet," he said, glancing at my stomach, "you carry my blood."

Elder Hale slowly shook his head, his expression carrying the sorrow of someone who had watched this revelation unfold countless times across countless lives. "You were never unprotected." A pause, filled with the weight of truth. "But protection often feels invisible... until it disappears." As Marcus stared at the ancient scroll, the ink began to move of its own accord, forming new words that had not been there moments before: "The Guardian's oath is broken. The First Blood stands exposed. The Black Fang comes to claim what was promised. Run, Marcus, or watch the world burn."

⟅━━━━━⟆ ⚜ ⟅━━━━━⟆ Next Chapter Unlocks: 8 — Várgr Enemies breach the vault. Blood answers silence.

Francesco My hands trembled as I placed them on The Black Book. This isn't going to be easy. But I have to do it. I sucked in a sharp breath and flipped open the cover. Deadly Sins. Wild Secrets. Mafia Rules. Do You Dare To Enter? A chill ran down my spine. What the hell does that mean? I swallowed hard and turned the first page. Nothing. A frown creased my forehead. I flipped to the next. Still nothing.

I thought of the world that was currently waking up to a silence it didn’t understand. But as I felt that tiny, second heartbeat pulse against my palm, I didn’t feel like a fugitive. I didn’t feel like a victim of a global conspiracy. I felt like an Architect. The first book was about the blood. It was about the betrayal and the breaking of the old world. It was about the trauma of the glass and the roar of the mountain. But the second book? The one we were starting right now, in this quiet French valley? That book was going to be about the Home.

Yet my body rejected it still. Then the truth struck me like a stake to the chest. The Unbinding. The curse every vampire dreaded, when a body began to reject all blood save for one source. And mine, mine had chosen him. “It can’t be.” My hand flew to cover my mouth, as though I could shove the reality back inside. “Fuck. No.” The Beta’s voice broke with unease. “What is it? You’re scaring me.” Too much. Too much in a single day. My first day in this wretched house, and already the threads of my control were unraveling. Craving him, the Alpha, was unthinkable. I would starve before I bent to such a fate.

Tears streamed down my face. Just then, the heart rate monitor's alarm went off. The heart rate curve on the screen fluctuated violently before it suddenly plummeted. Ignoring my own pain, I scrambled up to my feet and dashed out into the hallway, hysterically yelling for a healer. However, the medical center was completely empty. I couldn't find a single healer or nurse. A cleaner, who was passing by, steadied my trembling figure and said, "Ms. Chambers was feeling unwell after you attacked her. Alpha Felix summoned all the healers to her side to tend to her."