Anime Crucifixion Novels & Stories

They splashed water on the bonfire — declaring war and death if the ‘Word of Honor’ is not met. “10 years ago, you promised me one of your daughters, George Starling.” Alpha Kevin growled, long claws growed on his fingers. “I am here to claim that promise.” Corinthian tried to stop the word of honor from happening. In the end, the noble steed of our pack was killed. Now here I am. I was prepared to surrender. But this… this is too much! "Can you stop staring at me?” I whispered, voice trembling in shame and anger. “Can you… can you please leave and give me some time. Alone. I just —”

Anna's POV Prologue of Chaos A wicked grin crept across my face as I stepped forward. The room turned to stone. Some people flinched, others just sat there, jaws unhinged, staring like I’d just walked out of a grave. But their real horror? It wasn’t me. It was Cyrus, standing tall beside me. Alive. Breathing. The man they thought was dead. Natalie’s gasp cut through the air like a snapped string. I didn’t even glance at her. I didn’t need to.

Dante: “Where did Alessandro run off to?” I asked Nicolas who shrugged as he chose a knife. He smirked and handed it to me, his eyes growing menacingly dark as his wolf grew high with a bloodlust adrenaline boost. “He would be back” Nicolas said, choosing a knife for himself before approaching Leonardo whose eyes widened in surprise when he dug it inside his dick. The man’s eyes widened in surprise, and screaming, we both watched as his blood poured as his wails of pain, squirmed, and thrashes grew relentless.

The bite of fear was absent, replaced instead by a serene acceptance of my fate. Yuri's scream echoed in the air as he made one final leap. Time seemed to slow, his approach taking eons. I closed my eyes, waiting for the cold kiss of steel and the subsequent void. The strike connected with a disturbingly soft sound, a sharp, searing pain slicing through my torso. Reflexively, I let out a gasping breath, opening my eyes to see the sword penetrating through me. It was surreal, like watching someone else succumb to their destiny.

No holding back. Ace roars, lifting her paws off the floor before pouncing on him. His screams echo through the room as she rips him apart. His head separates from his neck first, rolling across the floor as blood soaks into the ground. Then his arms are torn from his shoulders, and his legs ripped from his hips. He is destroyed beyond recognition. The scene is brutal, haunting, and drenched in blood. Ace’s silver fur turns crimson—stained with blood that does not belong to her.

And then I saw what had struck her—Monica's crucifix. There was a hiss as the other Council members reacted to the sight of the religious relic as well as to the smoking, screeching vampire who was darting blindly around the room. Frank jumped into action and went after her, but just as he reached her, Keada disintegrated into a pile of ash. I stared in shock as Malarias raised his hand in Monica's direction to cast some form of punishment. Monica's loud voice rang out. "I believe I know who the murderer is!"

When the feelings overflowed, there the magic was. “May I present to you bloody Sienna Ceres Ruiz, moon of the Wyrfell Pack and Alpha of the Wyllen Pack!” I punched him, my strength greater than it had ever been. “The hybrid that is going to get revenge for all the lives you’ve taken!” I was moving with great speed, hitting him everywhere. I didn’t even think about my movements. A blow to the cheek, a kick to the abdomen. I had to fight for my life, dodging the desperate attacks he launched at me with his magic. When he noticed that the magic was not effective, he defended himself as best he could with his fists.

It was the other man who made the suggestion, and both of them made a solemn oath to each other that they would never again discuss what happened that night. Before they eventually made their way home that night, they hurriedly dumped the corpses of Mr and Mrs Blair into the ocean and got rid of every piece of evidence that they could find before they did so... ****************** "A Luna has been reincarnated in two separate bodies, and her fate has been divided as a result of the curse that she carries. One will usher in an era of tranquility for the human race, while the second will usher in an era of calamity for her kind!"

Moonlight streamed through the massive stained-glass window above us, painting his tormented face in deep reds and blues, like blood and heaven warring across his skin. “Look up,” he ordered, voice dark and commanding. He shoved my legs wide apart, the lace thong ripped away in one brutal tug. “Look at the crucified Christ while I defile you on His altar.” I tilted my head back, staring at the giant wooden cross suspended above us. Jesus stared down in silent agony as Julian dropped to his knees between my spread thighs. He devoured me.

A young boy was holding onto a large silver crucifix on his chest. The dark Qi was being channeled through the silver cross and the energy was being placed into the youth’s body. Blake looked over at Mrs. Hemingway and then to the youth inside the box and back again. The features of the boy were white hair and a pale complexion with ruby lips. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, gathering the energy from the mystic item. Legends said that the crucifix and cross were deadly to their kind, but that was a myth and held no actual bearing. The race of Vampires is not immortal; even though they can live for quite a long time, their life force does wain after a certain time when they are not able to