Aliens Acid Blood 소설 & 이야기

However, all of a sudden, Adrian started to stop his footsteps there, and stood with his stiff body right now. Adrian hardened his facial expression there, and subconsciously started blinking his eyelids a few times. It wasn't long before his eyes started to turn slightly metallic in color. Damn, it's the smell of Alexis' blood. What happened to her right now? Is she hurting? Adrian thought to himself, when he realized what had just happened to him. Adrian smelled Alexis' blood there, which suddenly made Adrian's eyes turn into metallic color. And the thirst that he could immediately feel slowly began to fill every part of his body. Adrian tried to catch his breath, to at least quench his th

They had emerged coughing, their pathetic, uncovered skin blistering instantly in our ambient heat. "They look nothing like us," High Overseer Krell hissed, his mandibles clicking in a rhythmic display of revulsion. "Look at that... that weeping, porous membrane they call skin. It is as if the universe forgot to finish them." I agreed. As the Chief Exobiologist, I had seen many strange evolutionary dead-ends in our fossil records, but nothing as biologically offensive as these aliens. They were bipedal, yes, but their limbs were spindly, supported by internal calcified struts that snapped under the slightest pressure. They leaked a thin, watery red ichor—a substance so low in viscosity it se

and gently pressed his lips against the twin punctures on her skin. Emaline had lost consciousness. He pressed his lips tenderly against his beloved's, savouring the sweet taste of her mouth before trailing kisses down her body. It was only at that moment that Alaric savoured the flavour of the girl's blood. The creature came to a halt, savouring the alluring aroma and delectable essence of Emaline's blood. "D*mn, this is RH null blood." He moistened his lips with his tongue. The blood coursing through his beloved's veins was of the rarest kind, known as golden blood. Its scarcity was unmatched, making it a precious commodity in the medical world.

They bled as though they were attacked only hours prior. “They’re not doing well at all,” said Shan. “I’ve stitched them up multiple times in the past two cycles, with nanites and with traditional synthcord. But their wounds keep opening up. From my bioscans, they’ve got some alien infection coursing through them, and it’s stopping their blood from clotting properly.” “Wait, what?!” said Amal. “They contracted hemophilia? Isn’t that a genetic disorder?” The doctor nodded solemnly. “Most of the time, yeah,” she said. “Somehow, they contracted it during the attack.”

"Maybe it was human blood that he kept for himself or maybe he had tracked down a group of rogue vampires." "No, it was not human blood," Zeta replied. "Their blood is red but it was black blood which was Ace Christ's own blood that had been soaked with dark green moss from the floor of a tree stump. When I think about it, I feel sick." "Ace Christ's own blood?" Alpha Altan asked, looking at him in surprise. "How can you say this with such certainty?" "Because if it was a human, why would he be sent out by Reaper Swithun to take care of it?" Zeta replied. Alpha Altan's face twisted into an expression that could only be interpreted as disbelief.

Never been like this. No... What stood before me now was the man who had carved his path through blood and pain and hate… The Blood Alpha! “Angel,” he spoke softly, although his voice wasn’t human or wolf anymore. “Close your eyes!” He didn’t look at me. Hell, even our mating bond felt cold as his anger rose. But despite all that, I realized that deep within him, there was still the heart that loved me… And I trusted him! I closed my eyes--- and screamed when I felt something slam into me. The next few moments were a blur. Pain slashed across my neck, and as I hit the floor, I felt hot liquid spray down my throat.

Sani noticed and told me there was an uprising at one time and many were saved. I uncovered a microscope, and syringe and drew a sample of my blood to examine. My mind was spinning at all the insanity being brought into it. First off cryptids were real, secondly, I might be becoming one. I gritted my teeth as I anchored the glass slide and adjusted the magnification on the microscope. My one-peering eye grew larger and I made a surprised sound. I hadn't even seen this special blood they were all after but as I looked down at the oddly golden shimmer on the blood cells slowly converting the normal ones next to it I huffed. The cycle continued as I was viewing it but I realized that it was a v

Rai explained arrogantly. "Sorry—" he said dryly, "—I don't know anything about the Haltz Clan is because I live in the human world. My name is Albert... Albert Valentino. I'm also a vampire, to be precise—" "—a hybrid vampire, huh?" cut Rai. "How do you know?" asked Al confused. Rai raised his index finger and pointed it at Al, "Your skin… is too red." "Too... red...?" and Al immediately saw the color of his skin. "Is he color blind? My skin is obviously olive," he thought. However, a scream immediately stopped Al's thoughts.

It’s a unique feeling that words could not possibly describe. Dropping the glass, I hear it break and shatter into pieces on the floor. My eyes immediately went to Brock, who was grinning ear to ear as he sat back and watched. “It’s an elixir to dragon-blood like us, but poison to werewolves and vampires. They can never survive it, because they lack the one thing that the moon goddess granted to us.” I heard him say before his footsteps get closer and closer towards me. I felt my back arch involuntarily, my canines extending and claws descending as my vision suddenly began to change.