Anime Blood-c Novels & Stories

But Amani was a master of the hunt, her presence felt but never seen. Amani burst back into view, her presence like a bolt of lightning amidst the mayhem. Like quicksilver, her jaws snapped shut around one of the wolf’s throat as she whooshed on by. A torrent of crimson liquid erupted from the wolf's carotid artery, painting the air with a gruesome spectacle reminiscent of a volcanic eruption. The wolf's lifeless body crumpled to the ground, the thud resonating through the night with a bone-chilling finality.

I said, gesturing to the large roof-to-floor height window, “I built this great empire, I wouldn't mind burning everything and everyone with it to the ground if I'm not providing with the very last bloodline of my murder. I really regret letting someone who shouldn't be here stay. Everyone in the small peaceful family will pay for the deceitful love their foremother showed me. Through the window, they could all see their home burn. Yes, this revenge would thrust like a fresh sweet wine. Cheers to sweet reprisal. “Please master,” One amongst the high howlers who was brave enough spoke, “ Please I beg of you, show mercy on us, we know nothing of how badly our ancestors have treated you,” “That

Blood immediately starts pouring from the wound, dripping in thick splotches to the ground, forming a puddle in seconds. No! No, Arlo, don’t you dare die on me, hang on. Take some of my life essence. We’ll get you out of here and to a healer, I tell him, desperately attempting to share my animus with him. It should be possible, but no matter how hard I push, nothing happens.

I knew for sure that this day was my death, just had to wait for the painless wound. A man carrying a machete stared at me with a red eye then started slowly towards me , his machete dripped of blood, his hand tied with a scarf. Everything about him reflected “death”. I could not bear the thought of being hitched to death, it was surely not the painless death that I had prayed to come.

"Wait. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Money, anything. I'm taking both of them with me." Ethan steadied himself and regained his composure as he locked his sharp eyes onto Amber. Anyone else might have been intimidated, but Amber was not one to scare easily. She did not even lift her gaze before waving her hand. Tara panicked as her tears spilled uncontrollably while Ethan's eyes stayed on her, filled with nothing but heartache and tenderness. At that moment, I probably looked like the greatest villain of all. It was as if I was someone who had torn apart the fated love story of two star-crossed lovers.

Crouching down, I looked at the pools of blood which lay on the ground. Lycan blood had a slightly blackened tint to it; showing the taint which ran through their veins. It was in a large puddle next to another smaller one. This one had a slight iridescence to it. The antibodies in it, causing it to slightly shimmer in the light. Vampire blood. And the third puddle… “Mars…” I put my hand out, taking out the tiny scrap of paper which sat in it and opened it. Looking down at the handwriting, I closed my eyes. Come and play, Raynes. Johan had her…

I picked up my sidearm. He shook his head and sighed, eyeing Drak then looked at us. “It’s fine, Drak. I’m just picking up my knife. I want to show you the color of my blood. If someone is created by black magic or infected by demons. The blood color is almost black. Okay? Let me show you.” “Slowly,” Ryden said. “While we’re here wasting time, Ren doesn’t have much to stay alive.” He showed us his knife and ran the blade against the skin on his arm.

As I watched the car tear down the road, my heartbeat matched the speed on the screen. Then there was a loud bang. The driver jumped out to look. The footage shows two adults lying on the ground, and the victim's baby had been tossed a distant away. There was blood everywhere. It was so terrible that I almost couldn't watch. Charles and Freddie wiped at their eyes beside me. Then, unbelievably, Maeve said they weren't dead and backed the car up to run over them again. When the relatives saw that, they went completely berserk. "Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill them both!!

Alanis Blood. The basic necessity for my survival. I’ve tasted all kinds of blood, from different humans. I’ve never had the blood of a wolf. I don’t know what it’ll do to me but at this moment, I have never felt stronger. The veins around my neck protrude. My senses heighten, I can feel my body accept all that is Beau completely. I suck deeper into his veins and his blood spills into my mouth and down my chin. I continue sucking in his blood not taking my eyes off him, I don’t want to drain him. I will only take what I need, I don’t want to hurt him in the process.

The one Noah showed me was rather unusually named "The God of Blood Bats". I looked at it again carefully and found a brief record of one thing on it. A hundred years ago, a nobleman of the Blood Race had discovered that there still existed a race of Blood Bats that almost no one knew about, the Blood Bats. Unlike other blood races, although blood bats suck blood, after sucking blood, their whole body will turn blood red. Sucking blood from the Blood Bats before draining them and using it on other Bloods will cause them to lose control and go berserk.