Vampire Blood Bowl Team Novels & Stories

Too many for a solo hunter, but the girl chained to the altar in the middle wasn’t going to wait for backup that didn’t exist. She was maybe fourteen, eyes wide, duct tape over her mouth, blood running from ritual cuts on her arms into a silver bowl. The bowl was already black. Shit. The lead vampire (tall, pretty, dead) raised the bowl like a toast. “To the thinning Veil,” he crooned. “To the dragon who will never wake.” Dragon? That word wasn’t in the journal. I stepped into the light, shotgun up. “Wrong fairy tale, asshole.”

Youhei asked. “An unwarranted attack against the Blood Moon pack. I’m guessing a grudge was the motive. I got a letter confirming it.” She had it passed around so the others could read it. “So, what’s the plan?” Sky asked. “There are at least 200 hundred of them. We can easily outnumber them, but they’re armed with silver weapons, including silver bullets, and there are still some soldiers left in his pack so he could call for backup. Youhei, get all the warriors that are vampires and demons. Preferably, the ones best at stealth. Haruko, you’ll assemble the wolves. Sky, tell Jerome to assemble the best mages and give them orders to use any magic that can conceal scents on the warriors Youhei

Victim blood. "The bowl of unity," Ronan explained, his voice carrying to the crowd. "Every member of Red River has bled into this bowl. Their blood mingles here, binding us together as one pack, one family, one unstoppable force." He gestured, and pack members began approaching the bowl. One by one, they cut their palms and let their blood drip into the stone basin. Young and old, male and female, they came and bled and stepped back, their eyes glowing with fervor.

“Head down, mouth shut.” We arrived at the doors to the meeting room, Silas’ “War Room”. The doors thudded loudly as they opened, inside the room bustled with Vampires from all over the kingdom, every rank of nobility was here, all gathered for one purpose. One that I was certain would mean war, and that alone; was terrifying.

I looked behind us and saw the vampires still staring at us, so I made Red walk faster. Blood is the vampires' source of life, but Red is disgusted by it. I can't blame Red because it's disgusting to see a bag of blood from an innocent human being whom they've already killed. "Red, we've left the canteen. You may now let go of my hands," I said, and he looked at our hands, then away, and let go of mine. "Should we return to our room?" I nodded when he asked. As we were walking back to our room, Red suddenly ran into a girl who was wearing reading glasses.

"Understand this, Lady Lena. You are not just a supply of blood for the Lord, anybody could provide blood, you are a blood mate. A blood mate is not all that common although a person could have more than one across their lifespan. This means that you are a necessity. And that necessity makes you a target. If his enemies cannot defeat Alistair, they will surely target his blood mate." The seriousness of his words hit me hard. “What really is a blood mate anyway? Does every vampire need one?” I asked curiously. He took a deep breath. “Most vampires want one because the blood of the blood mate gives deep satisfaction, strength and soundness of mind to them as opposed to the plain satisfaction o

he taunted, his voice dripping with otherworldly confidence. The Quad Kings stood tall, determination burning within. "Bring it on!" they declared in unison, their bond strengthened by the challenge. The vampires proposed a best-of-five tournament, each match featuring a different game, pushing the quads to their limits. Blaze would face Valoric solo, deciding the tournament's outcome. Storm strategized,.The pack knew they'd need teamwork, communication, and psychological insights to counter supernatural strengths.

WELCOME HOME "Everyone will agree with me when i say that the past year has been alot of things-- shitty being a famous word for it, but there were also some good moments-" "And many a bad but here we are, today, celebrating not one, not two things. And it has only just begun because now we can look forward to brace our next chapter and stay open to the thousand possibilities-" "To us, the vamps" Aal concluded with a wide smile. "Come on, cheer with your glasses of water" She said just before Dele swung by, holding her towards him as he whispered something into her ears before heading out, leaving her temptously biting her lower lip.

We could place our mark on whoever we desired, forever bonding them to us during a blood moon. In order to keep everyone contained, the school provided us with a bunker of sorts. We were currently stocking it with blood, alcohol, and entertainment. We need most of the newer vampires, and the vampires that were weak in their urges to bunk out here. They could easily drain someone without meaning to during a blood moon. The blood lust is strong on this night. “Yeah, yeah. What do you want me to do?” I asked her. “Grab that box and start stacking the alcohol out for them. I’ll handle putting the blood up, and keeping it warm.”

He stepped over to the console and said, “I found it, fucking freezing in there.” “Open the box, let’s feed so we can get going,” Rancid said. “It might be the two of us, I think Bohdan wants to stay.” “Fuck that,” Isaac said as he tore open the box. Inside the box were individual containers that resembled what you’d find in a soda machine all labeled with the same warning as on the larger box. When they served the vampires at lunch, they always poured the contents of the bottles into a Styrofoam cup and threw away the original container. None of the vampires had ever seen where the blood product came from, or the label. It was felt it was better if they didn’t know what the ingredients were