Blood Blockade Battlefront Beyond Novels & Stories

I asked, with a tinge of curiosity in my voice as I darted my gaze back and forth, staring at the front desk officer to the other woman. “She paid for her products to be marketed some days ago, sir.” the front desk officer said, turning to face me. “However, it hasn't been marketed yet. But, it turns out that the package which she paid for has been taken off the list of our services.” “Alright, so what's the issue now?” I asked, with a tinge of curiosity in my voice. “What does she want? What is she fighting for?”

The night air was thick with smoke and the metallic scent of blood. The abandoned fortress outside Prague burned in the distance, casting a hellish glow over the field where it all came to an end. Bain stood at the center of the battlefield, his black coat soaked in blood—his and his enemies’. His breath came in ragged bursts. His knuckles were raw, his jaw bruised. But his eyes burned with vengeance. Volkov was still standing too, blood streaming from a gash over his eye, his lip split, one arm hanging limp from a dislocated shoulder. Around them, bodies littered the ground—Volkov’s men, torn apart by Bain’s soldiers and the loyal Bratva.

I sat in the dark, fingers pressed to my lip, heart still racing long after the car started moving again. Twenty minutes later, floodlights appeared. They sliced through the rain like white knives. The Forge rose behind a twenty-foot wall. A single sign glowed above the gate: STRENGTH IS THE ONLY TRUTH. A guard in a black rain poncho stepped up, a shotgun slung over his shoulder. He tapped on the glass. Viktor rolled the window down. Cold air rushed into the car like needles. "Delivery for Block C." The guard stared at me. Red eyes, dried blood on my lip. "He looks soft. He won't last a month."

he declared, "it comes through us first." The Heart answered with another pulse. Thousands of black cracks tore across the sky. From each one emerged a new Null Sovereign. One became ten. Ten became hundreds. An endless army descended upon the Celestial Realm. Magnus grinned despite the impossible odds. "Now this..." "...is a battle." The defenders charged. Steel met darkness. Fire clashed with shadow. The heavens became a battlefield once more. I looked at Wesley. The silver bond between us flickered. The black veins had spread farther up his arm.

Standing across the battlefield. Watching them. Then Rowan blinked. Then: "Okay." Pause. Then: "This is somehow worse." God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then the voice continued. "SAVE ONE." Silence. Then: "LOSE MANY." The battlefield shifted. Immediately. A city appeared on one side. Then another city appeared on the other. Both burning. Both collapsing. Both doomed. Then the voice spoke. "CHOOSE." Everyone froze. Then Ava stepped forward.

When he saw me walk out looking calm and composed, he looked uneasy. "Vanessa, you—" "I'm fine. You've seen what you needed to see, so you should go now. What comes next isn't something you can be involved in." I told Edward to leave. He didn't want to, but in the end, he was kept outside. Everything that followed had nothing to do with him anymore. I knew partings were painful but for Blake, this was also a release. After so many years as comrades, we had become closer than anything else.

The colossal wall of black, magic-infused water towers over our beachfront, threatening to drown our entire vanguard before the battle even begins. The monstrous tide blocks out the pale gray light of the stormy afternoon, casting an ominous, suffocating shadow over the gravel shore where our pack has gathered to make its final stand against the western syndicates.

Blood slashed across his shoulder. Selene hurled a blade into its neck, but the creature merely tilted its head, smiling faintly. “You cannot destroy the Superior Blood.” Evelyn fired, plasma bolts sinking into its chest useless. “Run!” she screamed, pulling Lucien and Kael back as the ceiling began to collapse. --- They burst out through an air duct and onto the rooftop under a torrent of rain. Below them, Astra burned an inferno devouring the skyline, the city of Valenfort swallowed by crimson fire.

Suddenly I felt like I woke up from a long, deep, dark sleep, I opened my eyes slowly, I could see Elvin sitting close to me, he wasn’t looking at me but his hand was still holding my cold hands, I could see him from the corner of my eyes. My body was still store and it was cold, I felt like I was freezing, my legs were freezing but head was burning at the same time, I felt this excruciating pain in my mouth, I was in so much pain it was killing me, I knew this was inevitable, I knew this was supposed to happen sooner or later and that was the reason I came prepared today in this Battle.

Maybe as long as we were together, everything would be okay. We could do this. I could do this. 'When?' I said, looking up at the shield above our heads as the blue light crackled across its surface. Blake had raised his hand to give the signal, and when he dropped it, with a battle cry to rival the fiercest of warriors, the frontlines of the opposing forces began to run towards each other across the vast battlefield. 'Now would be a good time,' Ethan said, his eyes narrowing, as we watched the gap between the armies grow smaller and smaller.