Blade: Trinity Hannibal King Novels & Stories

Both dying. "Please," Luna's husband begs. Tears streaming. "Please don't kill her. I love her. We just got married. Please." His words break something in Nyx. Her power falters. Just for a second. But it's enough. Trinity strikes. Pulling Luna away from Nyx. Shielding her with their combined power. "You want revenge?" Trinity's three voices shake reality. "Fine. Take mine. I'll host the Void King. Extract him from Luna. Put him in me. Then you can torture me all you want."

Blade’s command had emboldened him to drag me into whatever hellhole they intended. Dontrell stood tall, brushing off his shirt as though nothing had happened. His voice was calm, but his words carried the weight of thunder. "Seems the time I left this house made you all forget your place. I’m Dontrell Blade, the most feared kingpin in the United States, Scotland, San Diego, and anywhere! If I don’t want something to happen, it doesn’t. Not my father, not anyone, can force my hand. And if anyone thinks otherwise, they’ll answer to me.”

Bella said, smiling at him, assuring him how much she trusted him. "I knew she trusted me full time." Kurt said, throwing Bella a wink. Blade rolled his eyes which struck Bella by surprise, she could not believe the king could ever be sarcastic. She was totally stunned for a moment, there are some parts of the King she did not know about, for example, the forbidden hall. "She is an hybrid." Blade blurted out, watching as Kurt stared at him with surprise. "A what, a hybrid. How the fuck did my baby girl turned to and hybrid....."

"Should I make you bleed right here?" Trinity's eyes widened when she felt a sharp blade pressed against her neck. Stefano was no longer on the ground with Sylas. He was already behind her. "Leaving your friend behind is surely your thing," Trinity said, trying to keep her calm. Stefano paid a glance at Sylas, who kept fighting the army of undead. Despite being outnumbered, Sylas easily killed the army of the undead one by one and continued fighting without fear. "Nothing can kill that man easily," Stefano said. "That's why I chose him as my executioner."

But he looked younger as if he was only in his late twenties which proved once again of how extraordinary he was. ‘Every person who had fallen into despair came to the hybrid king. He would pretend to be on their side like an angel and then he would corrupt them. That’s what he does. He will sink his teeth into his victim, drag her down, and devour her until there is nothing left of her. That’s why seeking for him, no matter the circumstances, will not do you any good. If you do that, the one who will end up bleeding more will be you. Remember that.’ Those words were according to the elders in the clan. And looking at Blade now, indeed, he seemed like a king who could dominate anyone he want

“But she is in good hands, so you do not need to worry. Trinity is with her.” “Good. That means I can kill her.” As soon as Trinity’s name left my mouth, Dylan shoved his hands into his pockets. Before he could walk away, I set my hand on his shoulder. He gave me a warning look, and I gave him one back. “Whatever you think you are about to do,” I said, nodding toward the king, “think it through first.” He muttered something under his breath, shrugged me off, and walked away. Even though the two were not biologically related, Dylan was, just like Violet, someone who would just do whatever the hell they wanted to do. Maybe it was just a Bloodrose thing.

While there, they could perceive the Blade Hero’s life story. Within the Blade Hero’s consciousness, the one thing they saw the most often was the face in front of them. Although the visage had grown older, what was long rooted in the Blade Hero’s consciousness could never be forgotten. “You are Quinn Newman.” Tyr raised his hand and pointed in the Reverend’s way “It seems you already know everything.”

I already had a notion of why she was here, but I wanted to wait to be sure. "Is it true? Is Blade back?" She bit her bottom lip as she waited for my response. "Yes. He’s gone back to his own pack." "So it’s true Alpha Fabian is dead." "Yes, he is." I let out a sigh. "Did Blade mention something about the mark? If he would remove it now? I know there’s probably a lot of things going on with him right now, but I was just wondering if removing the mark was part of his plan."

“When the time comes, we shall let Alpha Blake take the fall for us.” Alpha Gregory's head tilted back. “Alpha Dante,” he called, “I get that Blake let his anger get ahead of him but still this is not right.” Alpha Dante laughed. “You fool. You will chew your words if only you could see through the tricks of that cunning fellow.” Alpha Gregory leaned forward curious. “Tricks? What tricks?” “I didn't plan on telling you yet but I see you are still blindfolded by Blake's deception. The Lycan King bride? Doesn't she look familiar to you?”

Thru seemed to have a leader this time, a huge hooded man with an aura twice as intimidating. "Sebastian Deusdedit," he called out in a eerie tone. "Respect," she spat, "emperor Sebastian, your honor." The hooded blood sucker laughed, an unpleasant sound. "I'm also a king, you know, a lord. The lord of the vampires, what you term as blood suckers." "I don't care what you call yourself but I warn you to stay away from me and my wife." The vampire lord chuckled, throwing back his hood to reveal a deathly pale face with long sharp fangs.