Avenger Of Blood Bible の小説・ストーリー

“I trust ambition and ambition is what she bleeds” The Alpha tapped the parchment “If the Queen moves and the star Blood wavers, we strike. The Flame of Prophecy will burn and in the ashes, we rise" A low, hungry growl echoed in the shadows.

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

I got to the library, where the noise came from, and pressed a discreet button under one of the shelves. The shelves gave way in two, revealing the dark hallway that led to the dungeon. I was right. Dante Alvarez was right there on the floor, battered and bloodied, being kicked around and punched viciously, by the hefty, tattooed men that were in the dungeon with him. As I approached the dungeon doors, the men mounted there came towards me, brandishing the golf clubs in their hands menacingly, and I let out a dry scoff. It wasn’t like they stood a chance against me with those…

he commands. So I do. “I am Alejandro. Son of two worlds. Born of betrayal, raised in shadow. But I carry the flame of the Bloodfang, and I do not hide it.” The grove responds. The ground trembles. The whispers stop. The Ashbane glows brighter. Its thorny stem uncurls. But it does not release. Not yet.

"One alpha said it clear. Your blood is the shield and the sword. I am the muscle but you are the miracle. Fits us perfect." Avery grinned. "Miracle. I like that. The blizzard is done. Sun is breaking through the window. How does your body feel overall? Ready to drive out?" "Ready and charged," I said, standing up slow. "The visions gave me energy too. No weakness left. Avery, this bloodline secret. It means you are the key they feared. The enforcer wanted your names because of this." "Exactly," she replied, grabbing our jackets. "Now we make them regret waking it. Tell me more on the move. What battles did you see that we can copy?"

Xavier pulled the cross out and crouched down, watching the blood of her torn hymen dribble out. Laughing, he leaned forward and ran his tongue between the lips of her pussy, lapping up the blood as if it were honey. Helena watched in revulsion, sickened by this monster's depravity but not surprised. He was the Antichrist; of course he would have a thirst for her virgin blood.

They cut both their palms and offers them to me. “I am Ninus Chaudhri, a vampire of the Blood God. I will uphold the vow that I, and my descendants, will not partake in human blood thru killing. If we dishonor this vow, my descendants and I will degenerate into simple monsters who want nothing but destroy.” “I am Inanna Manheimer, a vampire of the Blood God. I will uphold the vow that I, and my descendants, will not partake in human blood thru killing. If we dishonor this vow, my descendants and I will degenerate into simple monsters who want nothing but destroy.”

“This fire is the blood of Royal vampires and an entire witch’s coven, Helena! A lone whisperer can’t fight against the powerful bloodline of the Goddess Sanguis.”

Bethany was crying in pain, tears of blood, as she coughed up more blood under the witch's cruel spell trap. "It should be impossible for a High-Elf like you to be fated to an Immortal Vampire Lord! Especially you, the chosen Priestess of the Gods...why?" Agatha's voice ripped with emotional heartbreak. "Why you?" "Agatha, please..." Bethany begged for her life as she watched in horror as Agatha took a small dagger and cut her own palms open in large savage x's, turning them to face Bethany, the blood dripping to the earth.