Blood-c: The Last Dark Where To Watch Novels & Stories

But the room was filling fast with more enemies. Cove yelled over the noise, “We need to reach them!” I hacked harder on the laptop. “Cameras are down. No way out except the front!” The auction hall was turning into a battlefield. Bullets flew. Men fell. And Matteo’s last words still echoed in my ears, mixed with the gunshots. You think you can hide from me forever? The Bratva already has your brother’s codes!

When Anubis was done, he still held its neck in his mouth but its head and face hung limply to the side now, its body unmoving and ripped, chunks of fur and blood splattered about everywhere. Anubis let go of it and its head slumped to the floor, tongue dangling out of its bloody mouth. It was still breathing. Even in its final moments, Georgia heard its last howl echoing through her mind. It sent it outward psychically and it echoed through her mind like a sharp knife. It was excruciatingly loud. Anubis and Hayden heard it too but neither could decipher its alien melody. Only Georgia and her wolf knew what it meant. With its last howl sounded, the werewolf’s eyes stared vacantly outwards as

Cammie said, looking out through the back window. "What are you guys running away from?" this time Alyssa asked. "Oh, just some martial art illiterate undead," Cammie said as if that wasn't a big deal. "Cam, they're worse than serial killers!" I told her. "Mmm...do you mean all those guys coming behind us?" Alyssa said, averting her eyes to the rear-view mirror. I turned around and spotted two cars speeding along, one was red and the other was yellow. "Oh, no," I said.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

The world is going black. "Stay with me, Adriel!" my dad screams, his voice cracking. "Novalee, now!" The last thing I see before the darkness swallows me whole is the deep red of my own blood covering my father's hands.

he added. Dark has just shot himself.

That's all I could do. Caden chuckled, a low, humorless sound. He stopped a few feet from me, close enough that I could feel the cold power coming off him. "Oh, I think you do. Do you really want to play this game? Because I have a video. A very clear video, Maeve. Of 'Eve' dancing at the Eclipse Club." My stomach dropped to my feet. A video. Security footage. Of course. How else would he know? I felt sick.

The devil is there instead. Yaksha, the first of the vampires. As I am the last. TBC.....

The paper bag held almost nothing. Chips. Two bars of dark chocolate. Mineral water. Marcus carried it home the same way he carried everything lately—lightly in the hands, heavily in the chest. The streetlamp at the end of the alley had been dead for two nights. The kind of darkness that shouldn’t unsettle anyone. But then—a black sedan. It glided away from the safe house just as Marcus’s car swung in from the opposite direction. The brake lights flared red for one moment—like the flash of a predator’s eyes—then vanished into the main road.

Ace murmured. There were four coffins lying on the walls, open coffins with mummies. "What now?" I asked Ace. "I don't know, this is your thing." "True, I'll ask Darcy." "Who's Darcy again?" "Shadow spirit," I answered, walking down the seventeen black stairs. There were black candles at each side of the stairs, candles with purple wax. ‹Darcy, how do I stop the dead from coming back to life?› I asked telepathically.