Vampire Glyphs Blade Novels & Stories

Thorne only tilted his head, his expression somewhere between victory and worship. The symbols burst upward, carving themselves into the air like stars made of fire. They whirled around me, sinking beneath my skin, leaving trails of searing light across my arms and chest. My breath came in ragged bursts as the bond solidified, not clean or chosen, but jagged and violent. The mountain echoed with the sound of my scream as the glyph claimed me.

The car was gone, but the fallen tree remained. I searched, but there was no sign of the green-eyed or silver-eyed vampires. An idea struck me, after wandering around aimlessly, since we were bound by the mate bond, I could use it. my fingertips grazed the spot the mate mark was located, the thought of stabbing into it sent a shiver down my spine, the memory of the pain I felt still vivid,. But it was the quickest way. If he was anywhere nearby, he’d feel it and come straight to me, being assaulted by the same pain. I steadied my breath, closing my eyes as my fingers hovered over the mark. Just as I was about to stab

“Wolf, vampire, hybrid, altered, or null.” “Helpful,” Virelle said flatly. The woman ignored her. “Offer your hand.” Virelle did. The blade sliced across her palm before she could flinch, and blood welled bright and red. For one second, nothing happened, then the vial began to glow, and the students leaned forward.

Jayden growled. “Let’s get this going shall we. Spell Blades kill them!” Michael demanded. The Spell Blades forced themselves towards the four vampires, the magic flying. Jayden flipped out of the way of an incoming ball. Jayden fought off a few of the Spell Blades but was smashed in the head with a ball from Gage. Gage moved closer to Jayden, he wanted to be the one to kill him. Jayden's eyes turned black, he killed the one on him and moved closer to Gage. Gage pushed another Blue ball into Jayden, he collapsed onto one knee.

and with that statement he shot the man and then face the unfazed Felix with a grin “Scared, wanna beg me for your life, wanna do as I say," Blade threatened “Why would I, just shoot me dead, it'll save you stress because I'm stubborn and won't submit even till my last breath," Felix muttered staring at blade with clear disgust and anger. Blade got furious, he used his vampire speed, dragged Felix and ran far away, where he'll torment Felix in peace Felix was surprised at that inhuman speed. Felix and Jamie were fans of alien, demons and vampires stories so it piqued his interest. “What are you?

"...we can't find anyone here Sir." One of the vampires reported. The minute Blade heard that, he moved quickly towards Juliana's father — Michael, being extremely blood-thirsty, he bent Micheal's neck and with his elongated fangs, he sapped Michael's blood, groaning with delight and satisfaction. Michael, in those moments, began to jerk uncontrollably. He kept jerking until he gave up the ghost. Juliana kept her eyes fixed on each one of them and memorized their faces as she quit watching the video, erasing it from her email.

The blade tilted toward Zara. I stepped in front of her without thinking. “Don’t,” I snarled. Voss’s lips curved. “Fascinating. It recognizes hierarchy already.” The blade lunged. It didn’t aim for my heart. It went for my bond. Pain exploded through me, white, searing, intimate. The blade skimmed my chest, carving a sigil into my skin that burned straight through flesh and into spirit. I hit the floor hard, the world shattering into sparks and echoes.

A warning, perhaps, in the trembling leaves overhead. She stopped, lifted her head. A glint behind her. Steel against her throat. So cold it shocked the breath from her. No word. No sound, just the relentless press of the blade, and then, in the moonlight, three shadows. No insignias. No colors. But their faces were stripped of mercy, eyes sharpened by loss. One Lycan, tall and heavy-shouldered, scars tracing his jaw. One Vampire, gaunt and beautiful, eyes hollowed by hunger.

"Did you see-" "Enough to make me know what's going on between you too," he replied. "Princess Evanora, do you know what you're doing right now? Do you know what you're getting yourself into?" I nodded sheepishly. "Yes." "And do you have even the slightest idea how risky it is?" He continued. "Just how did you get involved with Blade in the first place?" "What?" I looked up at him. "How do you- Do you know Blade?" He sighed then massaged his temples for a while before replying. "You seem to have no idea what you're getting yourself into. Blade isn't a human or even better a vampire. He is a werewolf! Do you even have any idea what that means?"

Just when it looked like Dante might win, when he'd backed his father against a wall and was preparing a killing strike, the vampire lord pulled something from his belt. A blade appeared in his hand, the metal gleaming with an oily substance that caught moonlight wrong. He moved faster than Dante could react and slashed across Dante's chest in one smooth motion. Dante stumbled backward and I screamed as I felt his pain explode through our bond. Not just the physical wound but something else, poison spreading through his system and attacking his hybrid nature specifically. The blade had been coated in something designed to kill hybrids, targeting the magical combination of vampire and Lycan t