Vael Unholy Blood Novels & Stories

As I kept staring at him, Vanessa barged in immediately pushing the door with so much force that I thought it was going to rip off its hinges. "Bitch!!!"She roared I was so pissed "Yes bitch" I replied clenching my fist I was so scared if she was going to good all out on me. "You dare talk back slut!!" Rogers this is all your fault. How could you do this to me? How could you do this to us?" Her voice full of anger it made it seem like she was speaking into a microphone. "I never snatched him". I blurted out. Rogers took a step forward and his eyes grew darker. It sent a signal that if I didn’t stop talking he will devour me.

it had actually gotten worse. Frustrated, Carol sat down and idly flipped through a small compartment in the scroll's binding. A piece of parchment slipped out. The handwriting on it made his heart jump – it was Rosa's private log. "Blood Moon night. Performed secret healing ritual. Alpha heir Carol bitten by Dreadfang Viper, venom reaching his heart. Standard healing failed. Performed forbidden Blood-Sharing Ritual. Success, but at great cost. My blood has purifying properties, can bond with his to fight the toxin. But my rare blood type makes me more vulnerable during the ritual. Couldn't move for three days, no one knew. He thinks Olivia called a healer to save him. Better he thinks that.

Kaelen said smoothly, fixing the cuffs of his dark uniform. I blinked, looking between him and Aiden. "What do you mean?" Aiden leaned his large frame against the heavy wooden table, his dark gold eyes fixed on the map of the territories. "While you were taking the verbal oath, I had a scout get a vial of normal human blood from our medical supply. Kaelen has a special liquid from the hidden archives. If we put it on your palm before you go to the altar tomorrow, it will coat the dagger's blade when it cuts you. It will trick the altar into reading ordinary blood."

"She will die. They all die, Kael, every single one of them, they are made of time and they run out of it, and you will be left" "I know," he said. "I know all of it. I know every way this ends and I have chosen it anyway." He looked at her steadily. "Would you have me go back to being stored in the dark? Would you have me be nothing again, Vael? I was nothing for six centuries. And then she called, and I was something. For the first time since Father stripped my divinity I was something more than a lesson." Vael was quiet for a long moment.

"Blood works like a charm to preserve them. The same way you preserve dead creatures with formaldehyde, so they can live as long as they continue to feed on blood. I guess they've gone through fossilization." "So they're like walking fossils or something?" Alyssa asked. "We call them the undead or walking dead, but never walking fossils, Alyssa," Cammie told her. Octavia had told me about the undead vampires. Those vampires are hungrier and more untamed than the living ones, but not as strong, and they normally serve the true-bloods who created them. "Do vampires afraid of holy water, then?" "Trust me, they can even bath with it," I answered. "So can vampires fly?" She made a wing-flapping m

"No, she is Faye. Like most of her family, she was a sun fairy. Sun Fayes make things grow at a very rapid rate and their blood is at the top of the food chain for bloodsuckers. Their body is like a ball of energy, their blood is like drinking bottled-up sunshine. Most low-level blood suckers aren't able to live after being exposed to even a small dose of pure blood from a Sun Faye, because Faye’s energy is just too potent. Sort of like a human doing pure cocaine before it's been cut a few times. Now, if her blood had been removed and diluted with human blood, then a low-level bloodsucker might live after exposure. The problem with that scenario is that bloodsuckers have a nose better than a

The boundary between reality and unreality blurred, leaving me in a state of suspended animation. Vincent's voice continued its frantic plea, a desperate symphony that reverberated off the walls. The urgency in his tone was a stark contrast to the heavy stillness that hung around me, wrapping me in its suffocating embrace. With a Herculean effort, I managed to unglue my feet from the floor, one step at a time, each movement labored and deliberate. It was as if I were wading through a sea of molasses, the very air thickening around me. The journey to their bedroom felt like an eternity, a surreal pilgrimage through a landscape of dread.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

Don't worry or bother if she could kill you she would have done that when you were still a kid she tried her possible best to take your life then but she couldn't because you can't be killed by her that's why she wanted the demon lord Raul to do it but your father manipulated him Don't worry yourself my child you are saved by King Hades the old witch told the witch princess Cara and she breathed out in relieve But you must not trust that demon, he is doomed for killing the Vampire King so don't make yourself part of all what they did cause the avenger is coming with rage The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom

She reached out, taking the cup from Mary, she held it out to Kael, "I, Veronica StormCloud, daughter of the legendary Alpha Victor Nightshade, hereby gift your son, Alpha Kael, birthed under the red blood moon, tied to the ancient magic and greatest of his kind, his heritage!" She held out the cup, its crimson contents glistening in the eerie light. "The Blood of the Ancients, spilled from the heavens themselves, to awaken the true power within!" Kael's eyes flashed with anticipation. He took the cup, his fingers closing around it like a vice. Veronica's gaze swept the crowd, her eyes burning with pride. "By this sacred ritual, Kael, son of Draka, claims his birthright!" The pack members er