Ayano Aishi Bloody Novels & Stories

BHYRON The woman on the floor lies completely still and unmoving. Her face is covered by a curtain of blonde hair and her long, graceful legs are twitching. Amani. A horrific roar tears from my throat and I attack blindly. One second, I’m standing by the door, fists clenched by my sides, and the next, I’m flying across the room, knife unsheathed. The gory sound of my blade slicing into something soft pierces the air as I tackle Antonio to the ground.

Orion The roar of the crowd thunders in my ears, and I force myself to stay seated, fists clenched as I watch the fight below. Two wolves are tearing into each other, blood splattering the dirt, the sickening crack of bones breaking ringing out like music to the savage bastards around me. A flash of Aeron’s face hits me—the haunted look in his eyes when he told us about being used as bait. The sheer fucking terror he’d endured in a place like this.

I delivered several blows to his stomach and blood oozed from his mouth and nose. Using all the strength and anger I was feeling, I punched his neck and he let out a low groan. Deciding I was done with this, I held on to his head as his hands held onto mine for dear life, I snapped his neck. The crowd erupted in boisterous cheers as the announcer pronounced me the winner. Not wanting to be there any more than I have, I quickly changed in the changing room, collected my pay, and got out. __________________________________________________________

Ace stated. "Yeah, let's let her to do what she wants for now." Acario agreed then sighed. Yuko glared at Aitan then yawned. He's wagging his tail while showing his nails just for him to make sure that he can protect his master from everything. •••• END OF CHAPTER 12. ••••

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.

Dante nodded his approval and went back to tending to Anya. “What's wrong with her?” Madeleine asked as she took a bite from one of the fruits. “Her wings are broken and her paws are injured,” Dante said, as he replaced the dressing on the injuries. “I thought you healed her with your magic?” Madeleine queried, a confused look on her face. “Anya is a magic beast,” Dante said as he patted Anya's fur. “I can't heal her completely with magic because her magic will interfere and cause more harm to her. I can only remove the poison and infection from the chains used to bind her.”

Chapter Thirteen: Sister of Ash The sky had turned a deep, smoky gray, as though the heavens themselves mourned what was awakening beneath the soil. Seren stood at the edge of the crater, surrounded by the wreckage of her birthright and the screams of the cursed tree that once marked Black Hollow’s sacred heart. Her robes—dark blue with silver embroidery—fluttered with energy. She hadn’t aged past her early twenties, her presence defying time, her expression carved from stone.

He never saw the shadow detach itself from the glass pillar directly behind him. Brynn slipped into the light with the absolute, terrifying silence of a ghost. Her gray fur was slick with rain, her expression entirely devoid of mercy or hesitation. Before Vane could even register a shift in the air pressure, Brynn’s broadsword cut through the space in a single, lightning-fast horizontal arc. The steel was so swift, so clean, that Vane’s head was severed from his shoulders before his final, arrogant threat could even pass his lips. His body collapsed forward into the dirt like a felled sack of grain, the crystalline dagger slipping harmlessly from his lifeless fingers.

My other hand snaps up toward my assaulters throat as best as I can manage being pinned on my stomach. Another shot blocked so smoothly that I know this is not a battle I can win. The assaulter pins both my wrists above my head in one smooth motion, forcing them into the dirt as their weight settles over me like I'm nothing. I go still. Not because I'm done fighting, but because I'm thinking of my next move. Their grip tightens slightly almost as if they know my next thoughts. I tilt my head, meeting his eyes. Dark green swirling with flecks of gold. His eyes are breathtakingly beautiful. If he didn't have me pinned in the dirt with his cold gaze icing my entire body, I would have been enamo

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