Blood And Ash Series Book 6 Novels & Stories

Yoel had already planned to get rid of his companies and assets slowly, and the person receiving them was me. I had already learned about all the things that had happened recently. For example, after I fainted, Yoel exposed the painting Rosa had stolen, and it destroyed her reputation. He didn't take back the art gallery and all the paintings and jewelry he had given to her. Instead, he burned everything to the ground. As the flames burned, he said with a smile, "You've messed with a devil, Rosa. No one else will donate their kidneys to you now, so you should just wait for your death in pain. You're the one who has fallen from grace."

Lisa POV I stand here looking at all the bloody, lifeless bodies, scattered across the clearing. The scent of blood fills my nose. It's all over now. Father has killed the Alpha King, ending a feud that has left a nasty scar on my family and scarring Lucious family in the process.

And I will be damned if my entrance into Eryndor is caused by this Gods forsaken school. I stand up shakily and move toward the washroom, grabbing a cloth and rinsing it under cold water before pressing it to my lip. It stings. But in a way, it’s grounding. I need to know I’m still here. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and cringe. I look away before I start hating what I'm looking at. I clean the worst of the blood, ignoring the dull ache spreading through my ribs and shoulder. I've had worse. I've had a lot worse.

Yet, I kept watching, how he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears once the breeze sent it sprawling over her face and how he smiled so brightly saying some things to her until. A scream ripped out from my lungs. A burning sensation coursing through my wrist, something hot and liquid pouring. My eyes darted to it, the pain igniting every movement I made with the hands. And then I saw it. Blood. “Blood.” I didn't even know when I whispered the words until I felt a shadow kneel before me, and grabbed my hands. I looked up, it was Kael. I tried to let go of his grip but it was firm, not too tight though.

he swore, looking into my eyes. "I trust you," I repeated softly. A heartbeat later, his fangs pierced my flesh. The initial pain didn't last long, giving way to feeling dizzy and limp. Ash sank his teeth deep and drank fast. His strength grew as my blood loss continued, and I could feel it in his tightening grip on me. My heartbeat faded, and my feet could no longer feel the ground. Soon, Ash supported the entire weight of my body, and my eyes began to close. He sucked my blood harder, as if he became intoxicated by my taste. I started to drift away, losing my awareness. My vision blurred. My heart slowed down, and I wasn't sure if I was still breathing.

Larry, now scared, said, “I have every reason to believe now that a blood sucker has set his eyes on us.” “A vampire?” one of the men asked in total fear. Asher let the body drop on the forest floor and he closed his eyes as the liquid traveled into his system and the flesh wound on his ankle suddenly closed up. He opened his eyes and they weren’t red again but midnight blue. He could feel his strength returning, and his body satisfied but his thirst wasn’t satiated and that was because he didn’t take the blood he had wanted but he wasn’t a danger to any human now, especially Naomi.

For me. The magic inside me shattered through the restraints like wildfire. The air ignited with violet light, my eyes burning red, my voice unrecognizable. I stood. And I ran. The chamber doors flung open as I burst through, stumbling down stone corridors that pulsed with old spells and blood-soaked secrets. I followed the sounds. The growls. The clash of claws and power. And then I saw them. Ash was on his knees, clutching his side, blood pouring from his ribs.

had eaten through his flesh down to the bone in a matter of seconds. "I... I can't feel them," Ash whispered, staring at his ruined hands. He looked up at her, and the grey in his eyes was replaced by a flickering, unstable gold. "Rhea... what is happening?" "The blood," Rhea sobbed, the golden light in her skin beginning to swirl violently. "The vision was right. You're the final ingredient. The fire... it’s not letting you near me because it wants you to bleed for it first." Outside the cathedral, the legion of a thousand shadow-beasts let out a collective, rhythmic thrum. It wasn't a growl. It was a cheer.

RAVEN'S POV I slowly opened my eyes and saw I was in the room but who brought me here? I remember what happened last night. Ash drank my blood. Did Ash bring me here or the dark king? The last thing I remembered before I fainted was the dark king. Has Ash returned to normal? I just shook my head and prepared to enter. I shouldn’t have worried about him. What do I care about him? I looked in the mirror before leaving and saw that I was a little pale, a sign that I had lost blood last night, I immediately ran my finger up to the top of my chest that he had bitten. There are still traces of him biting me last night.

The sunlight caught in the crimson liquid, and for a moment, I saw it as blood swirling in crystal. This was not just about a photo. It was about pressure. About creating cracks in their perfect façade until the whole structure came crashing down. I took a slow sip and stared out at the skyline. Somewhere across the city, Delilah was burning with humiliation, Jackson was calculating excuses, and Rosaline was scrambling to protect herself. Exactly as I wanted. They thought they had buried me. They thought they had erased me. I smiled into my glass. Let’s see how you survive the storm I have set loose.