Blood Blockade Battlefront Season 2 Novels & Stories

And we can't do anything. We can be here. When they need us. Elena closed her eyes. What if they don't come back? Then we'll fight for them. Like we fought for Sofia. Up north, Valentina put the phone away. Vittorio watched her. Did you tell her? Enough. And will she come? When necessary. Vittorio nodded. Then let's wait. Night fell over the lake. And the war, the real one, was just beginning.

Mara’s teams worked frantically to shore up the support beams with quick-set foam and ironwood braces. ​Then, the response came. ​It wasn't a voice. It was a Burst of Light. ​From the dark side of the moon, a single, massive ship detached itself from the main blockade. It didn't look like the Sterling monoliths. It was covered in salvaged hulls, mismatched thrusters, and—impossibly—patches of glowing green moss. ​The Exhale Flagship: The Respiration. ​The Price of the Signal ​As the Respiration began its descent, the two remaining Consolidators turned their weapons toward the newcomer. A space-battle erupted in the upper atmosphere, lighting the sky in shades of violent purple and gold.

he whispered, his voice a raw, broken rasp. "A Montague never rides alone, King," I said, looking up into his eyes, seeing the God of the Outlaws finally looking at a dawn that belonged entirely to him. "You bring the food. I keep the blood inside the veins. That’s the contract." Ruan looked from me to the line of two hundred bikes and tactical vehicles now moving in a unified, victorious formation back toward the city. The "Blockade Execution" had failed. The regulators were gone, and the "Blood-Highway Massacre" had left nothing but the raw, unvarnished truth of our new world written on the asphalt.

My eyes scanned the environment meticulously, making sure that nothing was missing because this war was an opportunity for me to finally take out Damon, to destroy him and his allies, and take back what was rightfully mine. A few minutes after the soldiers from my pack took their positions, the warriors from Moonblood Pack appeared, yelling loudly with their heavy weapons swaying in the air. There were a lot of them, even larger than my own army but I wasn’t fazed thanks to the information Beta Connor had provided us with. "Archers! Now!" Kade gave the signal and his commands were carried out. The first set of warriors from Moonblood, about a hundred of them, were shot down dead.

POV: Elias Beaumont Blood splattered across my face as I ripped through another of The Mother's troops. Their body fell limp at my feet, adding the pile of dead that surrounded me. All around us, wolves fought and died as the enemy poured through the northern border like a flood. "They're breaking through the left flank!" someone yelled over the chaos. I spun around, looking for the weak point in our defenses. Sure enough, a new wave of The Mother's creatures had punched a hole through our line where Gamma Terry's forces should have been holding.

"If the 'patch' burns out and we're just left standing in the ruins of a society that doesn't know how to feed itself?" Lucien stood up, smoothing his worn, synthetic-weave coat. He looked every bit the corporate shark he used to be, despite the grit under his fingernails. "Then we die having made a decision. That’s more than anyone in this sector has had for twenty years. Arthur, look at the screen again. The blockade is starting." On the terminal, the red lines representing the Directorate’s logistics drones were stalling. They weren't crashing; they were simply hovering in place, their sensor arrays spinning aimlessly, unable to find a clear directive from the central node.

HELEN’S P.O.V. We hit the Beltway at 100 miles per hour. The convoy wasn't just a collection of vehicles anymore; it was a battering ram of nature. The vines wrapped around the tires had hardened into run-flat treads. The trucks were covered in a thick, mossy armor that deflected small-arms fire. "Contact front!" Vance yelled over the radio. "The Outer Ring blockade!" Ahead, the highway was blocked by a wall of shipping containers, razor wire, and

The purple had settled beneath her eyes and the dark soot smears made her face look pale in contrast. Jack took a heavy breath and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "We'll get through this. Just one more battle. Do you feel rested?" Alex nodded against his shoulder. "Is it time?" Jack looked to the pod screen. The dot on the map was approaching the edge of the water. He released her. "Let's strap in. This is going to be hell." They took their seats and locked them into place. The belts came on. Jack sat at the center console. They had switched pods to this battle pod at the last exchanged route. With any luck, they would be able to at least defend themselves.

I keep my voice calm and level as I say, “Go to the kitchen and drink a bag of blood.” He doesn’t respond, I watch as he leaves the room. Once he’s out of my sight, I can feel the tether between us being stretched and it’s almost like I have double vision for I can see the things he does and can hear the sound of his footsteps as he walks down the hallway. I can see and hear his brother’s through his eyes as Adam asks, “Where’s Raya? Are you finally able to get away from her?” I speak through him so that he responds, “We’re testing out how far we can stretch the tether.”

I ran towards the forest using my vampire and werewolf speed combined that made me four times faster than any creature. And I arrived at the place where the war was going, I was horrified by the dead bodies around me. Everyone is fighting each other except for the woman in the middle. She's just watching them fight, not even doing anything but to wear her smirk, Blade is in front of her, they are both talking to each other in the middle of a war and they seem so angry. Why are they fucking having a conversation in the middle of this damn war? "Give. Me. Back. My. Daughter" I heard her shouted and rage and the lightning hit the ground where Blade is, gladly, Blade was able to dodge it before