Avenger Of Blood Bible Novels & Stories

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.

He smiled. “She kept him alive.” He poured a drink. “She always was curious.” He turned toward the chapel tower. “It’s time to write the last commandment.” ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “Two sons. One made from love. One forged in vengeance. But the mother? She walks between them—not as a guardian. Not as a savior. But as the blade they both must answer to.” — Aria Valente De Rossi

“How thrilling. I'm lucky to stand here without a broken bone. But how unfortunate, even how eager I am to see you fall, you still stand strong.” He glimpses at Zitrey whose eyes were only with Benedict. “Crimson Blade, you must come back to me.” But Benedict block him not approaching further, this made him smirk, and added, “What happened here serves as a warning. You know what I mean.” words that intended for Zitrey. He then called White Raven to come over, “Let's go, I've already achieved my objective.” White Raven pick up his mask and covered gently his master's face, with the terrifying sound of the raven, both were now covered in jet black feathers. And Lastly, Albert warned, “Next wil

Lilith had spoken the truth—Aurora was terrified of him. He turned away sadly, staring at his mother for a moment before leaving the room. Without a doubt, his mate had gone through physical abuse at some point. Aurora stood frozen, shocked to the core. The man wasn’t just a vampire—he was the Vampire King. Who didn’t know about Draven Dracula, the bloodthirsty king capable of breaking the Alpha’s arms? He was known as the god of war, blood, and vengeance. This was the worst fate she had encountered.

Her voice has mixed emotions: relief, desperation, but most of all, she appeared to be on the verge of a meltdown. “Do what?” “Why the hell did you run in front of Uncle Raven that way?” “Because you were going to do it. You were running to use yourself as a fucking body shield. Did you expect me to let you sacrifice yourself?” “That’s my duty as part of the brotherhood.” “It is not your duty to get yourself killed.” “And it’s not your duty, either. Since when do you give a f*ck about Uncle Raven?” “I don’t. The only one I ever gave a f*ck about is you.”

“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.