Unholy Blood Free 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

“Ethan’s cruelty has no limits. Even now, he seeks to control you.” I pulled back slightly, my lips trembling. “Can it be broken?” He looked at me, his eyes blazing with determination. “Yes,” he said, his voice low and certain. “But it will not be easy. A blood oath is ancient magic, and to sever it, we must fight it with blood of our own.” A shiver ran through me. “What does that mean?” “It means,” he said, cupping my face in both hands, “that I will need to make my own vow, stronger than his. I will need to bind you to me—not as a possession, but as a protection. And to do that, blood must be spilled.”

Her hand was still shaking. "I suspected correctly," she grinned even more. "Your life is protected but I managed to get in," she laughed softly as if she was happy that she was able to see what was in my life. "Young Lady, your true form won't come out because it's protected. I found a lock in your blood and it needs to be broken. Your true form is having a hard time coming out because of this and it needs to be unlocked because otherwise, you'll die easily," she came to me. "You have the kind of blood that is rare among us all," she whispered.

Her blood was not entirely human anymore. I don't know what exactly has changed though. It is not poison, nor is it demon blood, so what is it? Could it be... angel blood? No, I have only smelled it once but the scent was different. So what... I can't figure it out with just the smell, but if I taste it-.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "The lycan trapped our souls in Tartarus", Hades continued, feigning a look of sadness. "For centuries, we have been locked up. But not anymore, because soon we shall be free" "What are you talking about?",Xavier snarled. "Only the blood of an abominable creature can set us free",Hades proclaimed, and then he grinned when realization dawned on Xavier. "Yes shadow warrior, the blood of your Tribrid sweetheart is going to free us"

Blade promised to keep me safe and I will trust in him. I take in deep breath as Julian points at me and yells, “This is unnatural! She doesn’t count for shit! Tell that damn man he still owes me and if he doesn’t pay up then I won’t just come for him. I’ll come for his pretty little half-blood too!” He pauses, his eyes flickering up to meet mine and the corner of his mouth twitches up as he says, “In fact, we should show him what we do to those that make a mockery of us.”

He set his glass down with deliberate calm, then stood, tall and commanding, his presence filling the room like a storm breaking. “Stay here,” he said, voice low but edged with steel. I shook my head frantically. “Wait…..” But he was already striding to the door. When he opened it, I caught a flash of chaos: a man in a suit collapsed against the wall, blood spreading across his chest, another dragged away by guards. The sharp tang of iron filled the air. My stomach lurched, bile burning my throat. Leonardo stepped out, murmured something I couldn’t hear, and the shouting dulled to curt orders. Within moments, the hallway was cleared, the bodies gone, the blood smeared away as if it had never

Here are my little mate sequences and their blur: 1. Bound by Blood and Love Blur - : In a world where the supernatural and humans coexist, "Bound by Blood and Love" follows Victoria, haunted by her past, as she discovers her daughter Alisha is fated to be with a powerful vampire, Ryan. Duty separates them, but as their destinies intertwine, Victoria must reconcile her protective instincts with cosmic forces. Battles between supernatural factions loom, testing their love and resolve. As tensions rise and alliances form, Victoria faces a pivotal decision, leading to a climactic showdown. This tale of love, duty, and sacrifice explores the enduring power of family and fate in a captivating wor

As I fell into danger, Jake put up a fight, his limbs ripping. Despite being drenched in blood, he bolted toward me and pounded my attacker on the head. Blood spilled all over the concrete floor, either coming from Jake or the rogue. Anna let out a shriek. It was total mayhem. “Joey!” Anna shouted. Through the madness, a massive black wolf came charging from a distance with incredible speed. I knew that it was Joey, my aloof mate. It never crossed my mind that Joey had shared a mind link with Anna.

The black liquid pooled between his frozen lips, and I kept riding him, kept grinding, kept pouring every ounce of my desperate love into this insane attempt to bring him back. "Drink my blood, Ronan!" I screamed, my voice cracking. "Take it. Take all of it." Ronan's stone jaw unlocked with a sickening crack, his golden eyes flashing back to life as he choked on my blood. The sound was horrible—wet and broken like someone drowning—but I'd never heard anything more beautiful. "Lilith..." His voice was barely a rasp, but it was there. "Fuck, it's burning—"