Spring's Vampires. Withered Rose_A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance by Eva Brandt

Author:Eva Brandt [Brandt, Eva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eva Brandt
Published: 2019-04-16T05:00:00+00:00

Contrary to popular belief, blood magic wasn’t the same thing as necromancy. While the two branches of mysticism were often used together in spells, the former was far more related to life than the latter. For this reason, pure-blood vampires often had trouble casting complicated blood magic spells, and it was only the ancient and extremely experienced that could overcome the natural hurdle of their bodies.

Living strigoi like me did not have that problem. I excelled at blood magic, although I also acknowledged that it was a very dangerous power to use. I also had not intended to use it in any way throughout this trip.

For Eranthe’s sake, I would make an exception.

She had kept her word when she had said that she would speak with her subordinates, as no one disturbed us while we made our way back to the guest rooms that had been our cells. As I had decided, we picked Baltasar’s room for our refuge. The mild scent of Eranthe’s blood still lingered in the air, sweet, alluring and teeming with power. It was the perfect place for a blood magic ritual.

“All right,” I told my friends. “You know how this works. Get naked.”

Baltasar and Cezar rolled their eyes at me. “Yes, yes,” Cezar said. “You’re so bossy.”

“Look who’s talking.” I snorted. “Get a move on. The sooner we do this, the faster we’ll be able to find our answers.”

Even as I spoke, I was already starting to remove my own clothes. It had nothing to do with sexuality. I loved my friends dearly, and I would have been willing to be burned alive for their sake, but the affection between us was platonic. They were like family, which was the only reason why I always included them in my blood rituals. Using such powers with someone you didn’t completely trust could result in dire consequences, but I had no such issues with them.

The clothes, on the other hand, were a barrier and would get in a way during the ritual. If we wanted this to work, we had to go all out, especially since we were not in The Voievodat.

Once we were naked, we stood in a circle and extended our wrists toward one another. I slashed Baltasar’s arm open with my claw, while he did the same for Cezar and Cezar reciprocated for me. As our blood dripped over the smooth floor, I began to chant, ancient words of power coming easily to my lips.

“Blood of my brothers, blood of my bloodline, blood that we share, bring forth your power and show me your secrets. Let nothing be hidden from our sight. Answer the questions that are in our souls and give us the power of this realm’s heart.”

It was dangerous to connect to Tis Ánoixis in this way, since it wasn’t my homeland and trying to channel its abilities could badly backfire on us. However, we had a huge ace up our sleeve, the fact that Baltasar had fed on Eranthe.

While feeding was

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