Bloodmagic Stories

Every morning Daelyra Targaryen wakes up and chooses violence. (Figuratively, at least.) It might be because she's Daemon Targaryen's daughter. It might be because her soul is from another world. It might be because her dragon blood runs hotter than most, and that means more than she knew it could. It might be because the dragon that chose her is the most vicious of them all. It might be because she's a woman on a mission. So many might-be's, but one thing is certain: she wasn't meant to exist, and the sole fact that she does was enough to knock the world off its axis. Why not push the change further? Or: Targaryens really aren't human and expecting them to conform to human standards rarely ends well, and sometimes an unhinged woman with an unhinged dragon is all the world needs to prevent a disaster long in the making.

Before you stands the Reborn Laughing Storm, the Legendary Dragonrider, the Supreme Pyromancer, the Superb Water Wizard, the Charismatic Wild Stag, the Breaker of Chains, the Destroyer of the Long Night, the Collector of Dragons, Wolves, and Roses, and the One True Sun across the Narrow Sea. What's that? Too many titles to keep track of? This is Gendry-the story of a blacksmith's rise to greatness. This is a fan translation of 权游：雄鹿的风暴 by 稚嫩的刀笔吏. If possible, please support the original author.

When a global experiment to harness new energy goes horribly wrong, millions of people suffer intense headaches. Days later, some individuals begin to develop extraordinary abilities. As these awakened people grapple with their new powers and an ancient ideology, they face an impending government crackdown. The government, aware of the threat, moves quickly to suppress these individuals, setting off a covert conflict. In a world where secrecy is crucial, the struggle for control intensifies, revealing hidden agendas and shifting alliances. The future of humanity hangs in the balance as these events unfold in the shadows.

Las Vegas is the perfect city for vampires. Cipriano and his bodyguard Antonio own the city, each other and the night. Tamora Viscari is heir to the most powerful corporation in Las Vegas, with far reaching interests on a global scale. What happens after the three meet took all of them by surprise. #1 Vampire Mafia #1 Subterfuge #1 Vampires Everywhere New chapters drop every Tuesday and Thursday, 6pm PST ⚔️🩸🖤 Thanks so much for reading! If you're enjoying The Black Seraph, don't forget to vote and leave a comment. It helps Wattpad share the story with new readers, and I absolutely love hearing your thoughts, theories, and favorite characters. See you Tuesday/Thursday at 6 PM PST for the next chapter. 🖤- Debra

Nevermore hasn't changed. Or maybe everything has changed underneath. Wednesday Addams returns for a new term to find ten students waking up in the mud with three hours of memory erased. No one remembers. Not even Bianca. Then they arrive: Julian and Astrid. Perfect. Swedish. Heirs of a European occult bloodline that history tried to forget. And a message written in blood that only appears under UV light. There is a second Nevermore reflected in black water. And when the Blood Moon rises, the school starts bleeding memories instead of secrets. Enid says "blood doesn't lie". This time, that motto might get them both killed. 🪞 27 chapters - COMPLETE - 35k words ✧ Wednesday (TV 2022) | Dark Academia | Mystery & Horror ✧ Blood Magic | Rituals | Mirror Dimension | Memory Loss ✧ Wednesday & Enid - Found Family core ✧ OCs Julian & Astrid - Swedish twins ✧ Nevermore Academy This is my self-translation. You can find this story in both Italian & English on AO3 under NocturneWisteria - same username as here. EN isn't my first language, be kind ♡ CW: Blood, rituals, horror atmosphere - Teen and Up.

"You're a monster." She smiled,"Then stop looking at me like I'm your salvation." Scarlet drinks blood. Disappears without warning. Knows things she shouldn't know. And somehow keeps saving my life. I don't trust her. I don't like her. I definitely shouldn't be in love with her. But every secret brings me closer to the truth. The real monsters aren't the ones hiding in the dark. They're the ones hunting her. And if the world wants my witch- They're going to have to go through me first.

This is a story where three teens reincarnated into a steampunk world that enslaves those with blood magic. Will they find there way home to the real world or will they be lost forever in this one.

When the Sixteenth Dawn rises over Ravenmoor, the ward‑stones breathe-and Elara Veyne hears a second heartbeat under her own. A prophecy carved in blood binds hunter and Sovereign, law and desire, past and the girl who refuses to be chosen. As blackouts ripple through town and old ruins begin to exhale, Elara follows a trail of torn pages and waking stones to a truth buried beneath red snow: mercy can be a blade, and some doors only open for blood freely given. To save the people she loves, she must face the thing the wards were built to hide-an ancient gate that remembers her name, and a boy with silver‑violet eyes who is either her ruin or her way through the dark.

When the sea was never meant to share a world with Valyrian magic and dragons- where the children of the tides met the children of flame. One was shaped by restless waves and moonlit depths, the other by firestorms and winged shadows across the sky. Yet fate, cruel and curious, drew them together like the pull of the tide toward the burning sun. And when saltwater touched dragonfire, the world itself learned how to tremble. Neither A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE nor ONE PIECE belongs to me . Only the oc's presented in the story belongs to me . If you don't like it please don't read it because its just a hobby and my brain refused to shut down resulting in this idea being born. Story Cover made by AI (I know its might be bad sorry)

His fingers settled beneath her jaw with infuriating gentleness, cool against her heated skin. "Don't," he murmured, dragging her face back to him. "If you insist on trembling... at least have the courtesy to look at me while you do." *** On the eve of her twenty-second birthday, power has taken hold of Amelia, revealing itself only in fractured reflections and subtle distortions of a world she no longer understands. She cannot begin to fathom the nature of her transformation. But he can. Phoenix Knight has endured centuries bound to a curse he cannot escape. One that demands control and punishes weakness, leaving no room for mistakes. He knows, with absolute certainty, she should not exist. Yet she stands before him. A contradiction. A break in everything that was meant to end. Only through her can he hold the darkness in place. If she refuses... She will be the very first thing it destroys. (Vampire X Witch | Dark Romance | Enemies to Lovers)

On a colossal world where gods vacation and martial titans shatter mountains, nineteen-year-old Silas is an anomaly: a boy born with zero cultivation roots. To the sects, he is a crippled mortal. To his master-the eccentric, undisputed richest tycoon on the continent-Silas is an indispensable asset. Fused to Silas's finger is a black ring carrying twelve billion years of stolen cosmic life force, guarded by a sharp-tongued, Tier 9 formation master in the form of a black cat. The ring makes Silas biologically immortal, but immortality offers no shield against agony. Every spear through his heart, every bolt of heavenly lightning burns with excruciating, mind-numbing pain before his stolen lifespans can violently stitch his flesh back together. To survive the predatory empires of this realm, Silas relies entirely on a symbiotic cursed blade sealed within the ring-a bloodthirsty weapon that grants him catastrophic strength in exchange for his own sanity and a constant feed of enemy gore. Trapped between an agonizing curse, a blood-drinking sword, and an unreadable master who extracts a century of life force from him every week, Silas must navigate shadow assassinations and sovereign conspiracies. He cannot die. But in a world of gods and monsters, staying alive might be the greatest torture of all.

Api selalu mengambil sesuatu. Nerin bertahan hidup di Sable Ward dengan satu aturan: jangan pernah menjadi seseorang yang layak diperhatikan. Aturan itu berakhir ketika Cinderwake, sihir terlarang yang seharusnya telah musnah bersama bangsa Cinerai bangkit dalam darahnya di depan para Saltglass Wardens. Kekaisaran Edravane kini menginginkannya hidup-hidup. Satu-satunya orang yang mungkin dapat menyelamatkannya adalah Ilyra Venn, arsiparis muda yang mengetahui terlalu banyak tentang masa lalunya termasuk alasan Nerin tidak dapat mengingat nama yang diberikan kepadanya saat lahir. Sementara pewaris takhta Sevren Caul membangun Crown Bind, sebuah sistem yang mampu mengubah sumpah menjadi kepatuhan mutlak, Nerin harus menentukan sesuatu yang jauh lebih berbahaya daripada bagaimana menggunakan sihirnya: siapa yang berhak menentukan siapa dirinya.

In a world where gods lie dead and dreams bleed into waking ruin, Silias-a forgotten soul cast into the nightmare realm of Godgrave-clings to one truth: he wants to live. Haunted by divine echoes, hunted by eldritch horrors, and marked by an Aspect no mortal should wield, Silias is no hero. He's prey-bloodied, broken, and crawling through a forest where even the Sovereigns dare not tread. But death doesn't claim him. Not truly. Each time he falls, the Spell whispers. Each time he breaks, something inside sharpens. And when he stumbles upon the black altar beneath the Harrowing Mountain, his blood awakens something ancient. Forgotten. Watching. This is not a tale of glory. This is the story of a scavenger who refused to die. A shadow-touched outcast who sacrifices everything just to survive the gods' graveyard. Prepare to descend. The Nightmare begins.

Talented yet troubled detective, Jung Wooyoung finds himself in way over his head when his latest case collides with a world beneath the mundane that should not exist. Even stranger, is the mysterious, and possibly dangerous man at the centre of it all claiming Wooyoung's connection to this "underworld" runs deeper than the young detective realises. Can Wooyoung trust the ambiguous and disdainful San? Or should he have instead trusted his instincts from the beginning concerning the man...who may or may not be human. Either way, Wooyoung isn't left with a choice but to work with the arsehole when an attack leaves him with a powerful branding that, if left unchecked, could corrupt Wooyoung's soul and run rampant across the human realm. - urban fantasy au - 18+ - Content/themes/triggers will be posted in the introduction chapter

( who did it better )

Based on my experiences growing up in China and studying abroad in the U.S., this story explores my teenage years, when pressure slowly damaged my mental health, and how I later began to search for meaning in life. Alongside the narrative, there will be short information sections explaining social and cultural backgrounds in China before each chapter. I hope these help offer a clearer and more realistic image of China. I majored in a math-related field in college, and I only took a few literature classes out of interest, so any roughness in my English reflects that background.

Grace Vermilion was born worthless. The ledger says so, her family says so, and the magic she was supposed to inherit simply never arrived. In a world where magicless nobles are defective at best and filth at worst, she spent two years in a forgotten wing of the manor, cutting herself open to build what nature denied her. She succeeded. Sort of. The stone she grafted into her neck doesn't cast spells. It opens doors. Any door, any reflection, any surface that might hold a gate - and on the other side is the Crimson Paradise, a realm that answers only to her blood. The apples heal. The water burns. The grass remembers the dead. And Grace is changing: red eyes, sharp teeth, a hunger that normal food can't touch. Now her mother's exiled her to a crumbling mountain house. Now a woman made of darkness calls her sister. Now the Court of Magic wants an audience, a banished witch has slaughtered her way back from the forsaken realm, and the family that engineered Grace's isolation is suddenly interested in her future. Grace didn't ask to be a god's fragment. She asked for magic. But the Crimson Paradise has its own price, and the invoice is coming due.

"y/n! where are you?", holding a knife while his evil grin shows I'm hidden, he won't hurt me, yeah, he would never do that, right? "found you". he said while innocently smiling Hope you enjoy this thriller, I might have time to update, of there was a break from school, so I'll try my best LOVE YOU ARMY! ARMY EVERYWHERE!!💜💜💜💜💜😄😄😄😄

Chaos spreads throughout the world of Albion! Alaric, a third-class werewolf, and his Dire wolf, Isaac, go in search in revenge for the destruction of the Okami clan. The mystery of it surges throughout the world of vampires, werewolves, humans, and Hollowman. Will they avenge their people, their home of Aethrid? Or will they perish as their pursuit goes deeper than they ever could have imagine as the word of the Fables return to the lips of man.

Hey..I'm..uh I don't have a name but my 'friends' call me fern! The place I'm at is weird but fun! It's a camp!! But it gives sketch vibes..ig I'm one of the only ones that think this? It sucks...but. I have over 5 friends so that's a plus! I'll be talkin abt my passed and current life. Try not to fall asleep cause this will be a crazy one!