Avenger Of Blood Bible Novels & Stories

The seductive aura wrapped around me like armor. As the final pieces of Seraphina’s memories settled into place, I felt complete. This was my beginning. The rejected, murdered Elara was dead. Seraphina Voss , reborn avenger , had risen and the Blackthorn empire would never be the same.

He’d been so gentle and loving towards me at the hospital, that I’d almost forgotten who he was. But he was Rain Blood! Rogue alpha of the most dangerous and notorious pack of rogues that had ever been – Gods of War! He didn’t show mercy. He didn’t even show emotions. He didn’t even have a heart… So if this was the punishment he saw fit for someone disobeying him, who were I to oppose him? Hell, some might call it karma. He did this because they’d hurt me first. Tortured me and humiliated me. Some might even say he did it for me and I should feel flattered…

she continued, voice dripping with poisonous sweetness, “this isn't just about survival. It’s about devotion. Show me who truly deserves the Gates name. Show me who’s willing to stain their hands for my approval.” She snapped her fingers. The gate at the far side of the arena creaked open—and two long blades were tossed inside, clattering to the ground between the brothers. “Begin,” she whispered, eyes gleaming. “Let the blood speak.”

bearable. "Well, I liked to think of myself as an ascetic," she said. "An ascetic?" I looked up from my book with a raised eyebrow. "Like those Indian gurus who starve themselves to free their souls?" "Something like that," she just shrugged. "Maybe I should be an anorexic vampire then," I murmured to myself. Octavia muffled a laugh. "We're half-blood," she said, "We don't feed off humans." "Doesn't come naturally to me," I said. "Didn't you just say I'm quite different?"

What game is everyone playing? " A piece of your own blood recognizes me as it's master because a part of your blood is descended from me, angel witch. You are the only one in heaven, hell, or any other realm, with the power of the two most powerful angel bloodlines that mix. I may be tabled as the father of lies, but that itself is a lie. I have never lied a day in my entire existence. Just as I am showing you now, I only show people their true nature, I show them what the world hides from them. I help them accept who they are supposed to be, not what the world makes them out to be. Those who can not accept who they are, have always blamed me for their own selfish mistakes, but the fact of

“Which makes the infirmary next anyway. Go, talk to Evie, maybe we can beat them to it.” Max rushed out. “Alpha Drake, there is something I need to tell you.” Trenton spoke up after Max left. “Actually, that I need to show you.” My father looked at him as he pulled out a switchblade, he cut his palm and a silver liquid started coming out before the wound closed. “When you were brought in your blood was red. Like it should be. What is this?” My father demanded. “When my blood flows with permission it is silver. My mother was not only a hunter. She was part angel.” Trenton looked at me. “Just like Avery.”

With the rush continuing to burn in his veins, Alex gazed at the blood coating his blade and his eyes widened in astonishment as the realization came to him; he had slaughtered nearly twenty adversaries in the motion of a single attack pattern. How was this possible? he said to himself. His mind had been so numb that he was hardly awake while he fought, but the Ravennites certainly noticed his actions. They were fighting now not with a sense of vengeance, but with the convictions that he was giving them. They fought as if they were in the very presence of something divine.

“Then we stop running.” The revenants descended like a wave. Bianca raised her hand and the serpent sigil on her armor flared bright. The ground split. From beneath the marble, crimson energy erupted, swallowing the first line of enemies whole. The rest hesitated, if only for a heartbeat. Bianca stepped forward, voice carrying above the inferno. “I am not your queen by birth. I am your queen by blood. Remember whose fire forged you!” And then she charged. The battle tore through Rome like a fever dream.

Then he allowed the few drops of blood to fall on the paper, creating a beautiful red pattern, before his wound healed at a very fast pace. Lilith smirked as she received the piece of paper. “Don’t go back on your word or you will regret it, Draven, or should I say, Carl?.” She warned and licked her lips playfully. He stood there, peering into her eyes expressionlessly. One would think, by her looks, that she was quite innocent and wasn’t able to harm a fly, but he knew not to be deceived. He knew that behind all that mask, she was truly a merciless and cold-hearted killer, and have seen her slay a lot of people, without remorse.

“They’re desperate though. Six month contract. One-twenty total if you can stick it out but I bet anyone can make it that far.” Renee whistles low. “Damn.” “Yeah. But I wouldn’t do it for double. That family’s cursed.” The name sits in my chest like a stone. Petrova. “Wait.” Beth’s voice drops. “Isn’t that the family from that accident? A few years ago?” “Yeah. The daughter died. God. Lily… she was only fourteen. Brother was driving. Kai Petrova. Car got hit and she died at the scene. He’s in a wheelchair now.”