War Of Blood Novels & Stories

" The penalty for betraying the brotherhood is death. Is that a painful time, or what? Even though I anticipated this response from everyone, for some reason, I never imagined Rose would express her opinions about me so straightforwardly. Nathan warns Pakistan, "I hope you're ready for an internal war if you hurt a hair on his head." Raven adds, "There won't be an internal war." Theo hears me say, "You heard him." So, why don't you sit down for a change?" His finger is on the trigger as he directs a scowl my way. Honestly? He's so dreadfully erratic that he might possibly shoot me right now. He views everything with the term "war" as entertainment rather than a danger. More than everyone els

Over time, the root cause of this terrible 'Blood War' was forgotten by many, and once fertile kingdoms became barren wastelands of ash and dust filled with pain, fear, and starvation. Decades later, this Blood War, which seemed to appease hatred between several supernatural clans and species_specially between vampires and wolves, came to a halt when the wolves lost their Great Alpha Lycaon and Alpha female Cyllene and the Celestial Empire lost their Emperor Amborgio and Empress Selene.

Every time I look up at that eerie sky, another burst of panic shoots through me. I may not have been Lycan-born, but everyone knows the story of what happened the last time such a Blood Moon was seen. One hundred years ago at least, almost to the dot, it’s said that a Blood Moon unlike anything ever seen before had painted the sky red. None of the werewolves knew what to make of it. But as the Blood Moon rose to its zenith, just as it reached its pinnacle point in the sky, a vicious and bloody war broke out between the werewolves and the witches. Despite lasting only twenty-eight days–the precise duration of a full moon cycle, to be exact–it’s long been considered to be one of the most grue

The birthing sanctuary, its memory a beacon in the dark, stood as a testament to the enduring power of love—a power that would echo through the battlefield until the day the lovers could find each other once more, beyond the reach of war's cruel embrace. _____ Adrian's senses were heightened, attuned to the symphony of war that surrounded him. The scent of blood and the metallic tang of magic hung in the air as werewolves clashed with vampires in a dance of destruction. His fur bristled with primal fury, each heartbeat synchronized with the relentless rhythm of battle.

Father shook his head. “She declined it. She made an announcement, much more like a curse, drenched in blood, standing in the bloodied pool of dead bodies in the middle of the battlefield, looking dead into Micah’s eyes. She declared that, like Micah had made her and her bloodline suffer… the demonic werewolves will return and wage sixty-six wars against the outer world. In each war, the outer world would be trashed by evil not just from the demonics but by their own people as well,” father said.

The biggest war that would happen is closer than they ever thought. "I had a vision." Wazir said, breaking the silence. "The Blood kingdom has mobilized their army and are headed for the wasteland. They bring with them promises of blood. People would be decapitated. Death would flow like never before. The sky would turn red for days, even after the war, an orgasmic reaction to its favourite dish of bloodshed." Wazir's eyes went hazy as he thought of it. Darukï was staring at him, his eyes sharp. "Then that means the grand finale is closer than ever." He took in a deep breath and looked at the sky. "It would all soon be over."

She said and sighed once more. "In the past there were so many different creatures. Their were vampires , warlocks, witches, fairies and even mermaids, but there was never any wolves or lucan. See lucans were only placed on the earth when the Great War came. Vampires were always peaceful, they fed off of animals, but one night a group of vampires were attacked by warlocks, for a reason we don't know, and eventhough warlocks were powerful, the vampires were to fast. Rafael the clan leader of the vampires ,bit into a warlock and when he tasted the warlocks blood, he went mad. The powers of a warlock lives inside of him. So when Rafael drew the warlocks blood he also drew the warlocks power. It

"Indeed, milady. It's always about the land. They fought for the stupid land. The south of the pack wants to seize the entire werewolf community, including the south; however, they fought and ended a war with a treaty." "I see, things never change." "Well, twenty years ago, we fought the first werewolf war between the North and the South because of border disputes and the ambitious expansionism of both antagonistic parties. The war ended with the signing of the Treaty of the Blood. During the war, the north struggled to keep their land and was in need of help, and so we, the healers or human warriors, offered our help. Me and my other two sisters." Eve sighed as a sudden mist covered her eye

“Give me the Fifth Key…” He slowly drew a black sword. “…or I will erase every Alpha bloodline before sunrise.” The Blood Moon turned darker. And the war for the Fifth Key began.

I'm giving him medicine to keep his blood thirst at bay. Darwin returns to the secret room behind the staircase painting after inspecting the mansion's security. He begins examining Adrik's blood under the microscope. "I see, he has the virus in his blood, but what's odd is that they're not completely occupying his blood cells." "Something is different in his blood cells," Darwin murmured softly as he examined them under his microscope. All of the information was jotted down on the laptop screen, and he completed the report on Adrik's blood test.