Blade: Trinity Hannibal King の小説・ストーリー

"Stop! You're hurting her body! Bruising her! Breaking her!" He's right. Luna's face is bleeding. Her arm bent wrong. I'm destroying my daughter trying to save her. "I don't know what to do," I sob. "I don't know how to fight him without hurting her." "You can't." The Void King stands. Luna's body damaged but healing. "That's the beauty of possession. You lose either way." "Not if we extract you." Trinity appears. How did they get here? "I followed you through. And I brought help."

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.”

The royal family had always had plenty of minions, but I had never imagined them to mostly still be alive. Trinity tore away from me, rushing towards them and leaping on the first one she reached, tearing into their necks. I went after her, trying to keep her from being overwhelmed by them. I killed vampire after vampire. Then, I felt the Blood Ancestor’s presence in the world, like a ripple of power through the air. I ground my teeth and quickly dispatched the last two vampires before I grabbed Trinity.

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."

The whispers immediately turned even louder. Vanessa, who was quietly watching from the side, suddenly stood up and approached Blake. She put on her sweetest smile and said with a voice that was like dripping honey, "Did you come to witness my inauguration?" "I'm Vanessa Baker. L-Lycan King Bluke... please take c-care of me in the future," Vanessa softly said before offering her hand. Blake stared at Vanessa's outstretched hand. Then, he sneered before walking past her and finding a seat to sit down on. The banquet hall turned awkwardly silent. Vanessa's face flushed, appearing a little embarrassed, but she kept smiling.