Arrow: Blood Rush Novels & Stories

However, he couldn't let the day pass without making the man who shot the arrow suffer. Being a physician helped Morena remain strong even as she witnessed Aurora losing consciousness. She swiftly began mixing herbs and applied them to the wound after clearing away the blood clots that had formed around the area where the arrow had struck. The sight of the blood's unusual color sent a shiver down Morena's spine, filling her with fear about what it could signify. Yet, she pushed those thoughts aside for now, choosing to focus on tending to the wound first before delving into the cause of the abnormal blood color.

“Here it is!” Drave bursts in like a storm, his voice brimming with triumph as he holds a small vial in his hands, raising it like a trophy. “Aria's blood, ready to be used. Now, do your part… now,” he demands, the urgency in his words echoing through the space. His green eyes gleam with a dangerous light, a mix of anxiety and determination that makes it clear that every second counts.

Chapter 144 The Enchanted Forest of Demons Arin rushed toward Roosevelt the moment he collapsed. She dropped to her knees beside him, her trembling hands cradling his battered body. Blood streamed from the countless wounds covering him, but it wasn't warm. The ice lodged deep inside his body had turned his blood unbearably cold. Tears blurred her vision as she desperately pressed her hands against his chest. "Roose...!" she sobbed. "Wake up... please... wake up."

Then, release. The arrow soared through the air, striking the target just off-center. Not a perfect bullseye, but close enough to earn the pack’s approval. A chorus of howls rose in appreciation as Cara stepped back down, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She smirked at Raven. “Beat that.” Raven took a steadying breath, stepping up to the platform as the crowd fell silent. She raised her bow, the weight of it suddenly feeling unfamiliar in her grip. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, but she pushed past the nerves, pulling the string taut.

After those words, Amber could not hold back her anger anymore. "Stop! So., what you're saying is that you're choosing to save Tara, but you're not going to take her place, are you?" Ethan's face was dark, as he silently locked his eyes on me. Amber waved a hand, signaling her men to release her. The newly-freed Tara did not show the slightest bit of fear. She ran straight into Ethan's arms, trembling like a fragile, helpless bird.

His eyes turned red and fangs appeared on his upper and lower teeth. *** Alex attacked the creature with lightning speed. He pushed the creature with both hands and it jumped away. But suddenly the creature was behind Alex and attacked him from behind. Alex fell down. Alex didn't care about Liam and the restaurant owner, who were frozen in their seats watching his fight with the creature possessing the waiter. The only thing he cared about at the moment was how to win. Truth be told, Alex could feel the adrenaline rushing through him as he faced off against the mysterious creature. He truly felt that his strength as a half-blood would not be able to defeat this creature.

“There are people on their way here to find us.” The wolf snarled, letting Lucas know it had no intention of backing off. Alright... There was no way he would get out of this injury free but they had trained for situations like this. This wasn’t his first ambush and wouldn’t be his last. Taking a deep breath, he moved quickly, throwing his head back sharply to connect with the wolf’s snout. The screeching yelp and the feeling of something warm and wet splattering onto the back of his neck told him he had hit his mark. With the wolf stunned, Lucas rolled onto his back, hopping up to a crouching position. Ares was snapping and snarling within his mind, ready to explode free and attack. But he

The pack joined, their voices intertwining to create one eerie low that echoed through the night. They charged through the trees, bursting from the shadows. The sound of arrows being notched and guns cocking filled the gaps between the howls. The Huntress strode across the field, the snow crunched underneath her boots. She flipped two blades from her sleeves a wicked grin on her painted, blood-red lips. ####

Meanwhile, Adrian came to my side, and looking at me with more questions, he picked me in his arms. «she needs a doctor, now,» he said and escorted me to the open room, Atlas’s room. I held on to him, it felt weird, he was angry, warm, and afraid, and fear radiate out of him. He placed me on the bed and I felt a bolt of pain in my left arm where the wound was healing, making me scream my heart out; I looked at my hand, seeing black veins covering the wound. «What is that?» asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

I quickly dodge an arrow that shoots right near my head and then I rush to the nearest brush patch before seeing Ryder go down in a cloud of arrows and Eric ripping the throat out of one of the hunters. Searching for a way to get back to grab more reinforcements, I see a clearing just behind me and make a mad dash for it just before an arrow hits me in the leg and almost makes me fall into the ravine in front of me. Skirting the edge, I make it back to the pack and scream out for anyone to hear me.