9 Deuce Bloods Novels & Stories

Kane hit back instantly, his claws slicing across Liam’s side. Alice’s breath became unstable at the sight of blood. But Liam kept going. With a furious snarl, he twisted and slammed Kane into the dirt. Kane rolled out, barely missing Liam’s snapping jaws, and kicked him back hard enough to send him stumbling. Alice clung to the oak tree, her nails digging into the bark to keep steady. This wasn’t training nor was this practice. It was a fight to live or to die. The sounds of slashing claws and vicious blows filled the woods. Her instincts screamed at her to run, but she couldn’t move. Her eyes were locked on the scene.

His voice, thin, from somewhere near the back of the warehouse, past a row of stacked crates that threw long shadows under the one working overhead light. She was moving before she'd fully located him, Nico close behind her, and found her brother kneeling on the concrete with both hands pressed to a wound in a stranger's abdomen, his face gray, his shirt soaked through at the knees where he'd been kneeling in someone else's blood for however many minutes it had taken her to get here. "Move," she said, already dropping beside him, and he moved, scrambling back on his heels like the word had physically pushed him, relief and terror crossing his face in the same instant.

I say softly, tears already stinging behind my ears but I push it back. “Very well then. In this table, it is blood for blood, whether on purpose or not, so my Verdict” he takes a deep breath in, “Two weeks probation off from the table, meaning no resources whatsoever from here and you are off the protection of this table and as for your blood repayment,” he brings out a small box, “stand” Shakily I stand, Justin holds my arm, stopping me in my tracks, “what the…” “I would not allow you to do something as stupid as this” he whispers.

“Right there. In the open. Where everyone can see what happens when you cross me.” The phone buzzes again on the desk, another update coming in, and my pulse jumps. I grin. “Move everyone,” I say. “Tonight.” “Rules,” Lena asks. “There are none,” I say. “Only the hunt.” I picture Eli Blackwood boxed in by noise and lights and fragile lives, and my hands curl into fists. “I am not a coward,” I say softly. “And I do not care who dies learning that.”

Desiree Dean was lying on the floor covered in blood, and Adam was checking on him. "He is still alive," Ashria said, and I spoke up. "Take him to the clinic and have a moon doctor attend to him. He is still alive." I said, and Adam looked at me with murder in his eyes. He got up and walked past me and went straight for Margret. "He said he was sorry! Did you have to do this!" he yelled at her and began to shake her. Some medical practitioners came into the room, and they were all bloods.

I answered. He sighed, brushing the part between his brows. "Someone get the girl out of here. Aish _puttana_." (Italian-puttana —Whore) Bang! I gasped, the box dropping to the floor as I stared at the scene before me. It happened so fast, I couldn't find my voice to scream. Blood dripped down the black rug and across the marble tiles, running through the thin lines of the tiles. The man who had spoken laid on the table, a bullet in his head and his eyes wide open.

×Griffin× Grimsborrow Delinquents group chat. Maxy: Party at Loretta’s tomorrow evening at eight till sunrise. Bring a date. Luciana: Why do we need a date? Maxy: Because we’re not showing up together, it’s going to be a hot night. You wanna have someone to smash mouths with Luciana: Gross, I would rather eat a bull’s testicle Me: that is disgusting @Lucianathewildcard. I think I’ll pass on the party. My dad is trying to minimize my time outside

Henderson choked, his face turning a dark, suffocating purple as his legs flailed uselessly in the air. With a disgusting, wet crack, Malakai squeezed, snapping Henderson’s neck without an ounce of hesitation. He tossed the developer's limp, lifeless body into the corner of the trailer like a piece of garbage. The local council member let out a high-pitched, horrified shriek, dropping to his knees and pressing his face against the floor, weeping and begging for his life as Malakai turned his terrifying, blood-red gaze down onto him. Malakai wiped a stray drop of Henderson’s blood from his cuff, his breathing ragged, his chest heaving with an insatiable rage. The bookmark was fighting back. L

Does the almighty Deuce Ryker feel pain? A lady's voice was so thin and a soft chuckle followed. Deuce looked up to see two ladies dressed in a tight dress slit until their mid-thighs with a dangerous look. He stood up and staggered due to the pain and wiped the blood that trickled down his head off his eyelids. "vampire? I should have known" His usual calm and intimidating voice remained the same as he stared deeply at the. "What can I do for you?"

Devren stops in front of Blood’s room putting the bag of money outside and walks inside the room silently. Blood is laying on the bed sleeping peacefully with his shirt off, Devren walks towards the bed and sits there carefully to not make Blood wake up. His eyes start to tear up as he stares at him and the pain is so visible in his eyes, he touches Blood hair and brushes it with his hand carefully.