Vampire Blood Bowl Team Novels & Stories

I then watched as the slash across my palm healed and the remaining blood go back to the closing wound. The oracle took the bowl from his assistant and spoke. "After taking this blood, you bind yourselves to a blood duel to the death. There is no backing out and if anyone of you dares use any foul play, may the ancestors strike you dead," he finished and gave the bowl to Jared who took the first sips and gave it back to the oracle. The old man then gave it to me and I drank the rest. "We may now begin. May the most deserving vampire win," he said and walked away to go and sit at his place.

At the Vampire world, the battle had died down with the elite team wiping away all the intruders. Dressed in black with their masks on the team returned with their swords smeared with blood, the silver blades did the job of wiping off their opponents, they had to be careful handling the blades as it might just turn against them and turn them into dust. One of the vampires was let go of to tell the tale, his body covered in bruises with blood trailing behind him as he went.

They walked in to find Caleb backhanding the vampire who looked bloody and beaten. “Caleb, you were supposed to wait for us. We are a team.” Ember said sternly as she walked up beside him. She looked at the vampire, he was handcuffed to a metal chair beside a table which had a UV light and silver knives. “What’s going on?”

Elio said and gave a small bow. “Are they…?” Johnathan began to say as Elio pulled out a chair for Marlo. “Vampires?” I laughed, “Elio and Basil are vampires, Marlo’s a witch and Tank’s a wolf.” “Would you guys like something to drink?” Link asked as he stood up. “Coffee for me and Tank,” Marlo said. “We brought our own,” Elio said and smiled as Basil produced two blood bags. “Yes I know it seems odd that the vampire hunter has vampire friends,” Basil said with a grin.

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

PROLOGUE The chaos was just starting to worsen. The SODAIR kingdom, led by the Human King, King Gaber was getting endless challenges from the Viper King, King Morton from BESHADONNA kingdom. These two kings have been fighting a battle that their forefathers fought. Trying to survive, no one dared to negotiate since it only meant surrender. The viper kingdom is known to take humans captive to their territory. They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery.

Sharon squat by it and examined the bites on the neck. "What do you think did this?" Elsa asked. "Devina was right, she was always right." Sharon said and the lights went off putting the place in darkness. "Sharon?" Elsa called out looking around. "They're here. In this stadium." Sharon said. "Who?" "They're here for blood." Sharon said. "Vampires." She added. Sharon stopped by her house and alighted from her bike. She stared at the ruin of the house and tears were forming in her eyes.

Trainor asked in a cold tone. "Nothing," Josie answered. "Let's go for dinner." Mrs. Sparks drove off. *** Dr. Matt ordered the soldiers to push all the captured werewolves into the large garden. Immediately they did that, the barricade was locked. Matt and Chicago sat in front of the garden watching closely. The garden was heavily guarded. Bright lights shone everywhere. "They look different today," Chicago said. "They don't look excited to experience the full moon." "Tonight is their special blue moon," Matt explained. "On this night everyone of them is expected to transform at least one human into a werewolf. Unfortunately, they cannot partake in the ritual. Yes, they are amongst humans,

His senses became enhanced, granting him heightened agility, speed, and acute awareness of his surroundings. And there he stood. The leader of the BlueMoon pack. He moved quickly, dodging their sharp teeth and claws. Each of his strikes was strong and accurate, making the vampires fall to the ground. The fight was intense, with Tyler's strength and swift moves making the vampires fall by the numbers. The pack followed him closely, staying together and trusting each other. In the midst of the chaos, brave and defiant words could be heard, mixed with cries of pain and anger. "Stay strong! We won't let them take our home!" Tyler's voice boomed across the battleground, his words acting as both a

he interjected with amusement, "how potent a vampire becomes when they imbibe the blood of a werewolf. And I am no ordinary werewolf. I carry royal blood within me." "Now, if we wish to avoid turning this hallowed arena into a battleground, I propose a challenge. A duel to prove who is truly worthy of the throne. Draven, let us engage in a time-honored tradition among our kind: the Vladimir Bloodfang." Dexter proclaimed. The mention of the ancient ritual drew hushed whispers from the spectators, who understood the gravity of such a challenge. In vampire lore, Vladimir Bloodfang is a legendary title bestowed upon the winner of a duel between two vampires vying for the throne. It symbolizes th