Blood And Fire Got Novels & Stories

Gon said and without warning sent a ball of dark fire mixed with water towards Belphagor. Belphagor blocked the first fire with his fire sword which quickly dissolved the two fire sword and was hit hard on his chest, his heart area and went in, and the impact made him fly away from the rest of his brother, breaking the wall used at the entrance of the Vampire Kingdom, trails of fire followed him like a long line. He clutched his chest, digging into his chest as he tried to stop the fire which was spreading all over his body causing him pain. And the truth is that Belphagor doesn't know where he should begin because the pain wasn't coming from one direction.

Final line: “In the end, the blood between us didn’t bind—it burned. And from that fire, only the ruthless survived.”

Blood spills freely, thick and dark. I drop to my knees, spreading the blood across the runes on the floor. The scent fills the chamber — heavy, metallic, ancient. My voice comes out low, rough. “By the ties of blood, by the claim of fire, by the will of the Moon that saw our union — she is mine.” The runes ignite. Crimson light floods the room, swallowing the shadows. I feel the power surge, slamming into my chest. It hurts — gods, it hurts — but I keep going.

She stood up and smiled. "Impressive," she said. "Retiro vamotos humbre!" She shouted. A huge ball of fire manifested from her hand and flew toward them. "Virgum!" They said, and the fireball bounced back before it could reach them. They were impressive, and I couldn't help but watch them as I lay on the ground. "You two are quite strong," she confessed. "But let us see how long you can last." She brought up a gush of fire and sent it toward them. They countered it with an invisible shield. Javicia screamed as she used my power, and the fire became more fierce. Jocelyn and Zion enlarged their shield, blocking the fire.

The vision abruptly disappears. Brook-ta-man vomited. The hunter's blood splattered across the floor like a sticky goo. The vampire, full of disgust for what he had drunk, moved his hands creating spell threads, froze for a second. The white-faced's blood flared up like gasoline, the mutilated body caught fire. The vampire set the hunter on fire. Brook-ta-man looks at the burning body of the enemy.

I said, gesturing to the large roof-to-floor height window, “I built this great empire, I wouldn't mind burning everything and everyone with it to the ground if I'm not providing with the very last bloodline of my murder. I really regret letting someone who shouldn't be here stay. Everyone in the small peaceful family will pay for the deceitful love their foremother showed me. Through the window, they could all see their home burn. Yes, this revenge would thrust like a fresh sweet wine. Cheers to sweet reprisal. “Please master,” One amongst the high howlers who was brave enough spoke, “ Please I beg of you, show mercy on us, we know nothing of how badly our ancestors have treated you,” “That

The darkness remained silent and empty. “Alexei! You bastard!” I kept roaring. Kept screaming his name until my voice cracked. My throat felt like it was on fire. Each scream tore at my vocal cords. And I could taste blood in my throat, warm and metallic. It filled my mouth. I coughed violently. Blood splattered from my lips onto my chest and trousers. The dark stains spread across the fabric as an evidence of my desperation. But I didn't stop. I needed to get out of this shit and save Irina. I needed to see that son of a bitch and put a bullet in his fucking head this time!

"Now. The code. The sequence you memorized and locked away. Give it to me." He reached down, his fingers hovering agonizingly close to the fresh, bleeding cut on my arm, threatening to pry the raw flesh apart to get to the subdermal tracker beneath. A scream built in my chest, but I bit my lower lip so hard I tasted the copper tang of my own blood. Through the blinding haze of physical pain and the crushing weight of betrayal, a spark of pure, venomous rage flared to life deep inside me.

A normal yellow and orange glow now, kind of hard to follow them through that. “They used dead man’s blood and hellfire. This is pointed at me, things that will weaken or harm me. I will not be treated like some item or run like some scared child.” No she was going to kill them for their audacity. He glanced back and then forward. He doubted that they were going to come from where the fire now raged, more likely circling around on them.

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.