Blood Gang Handshake Novels & Stories

I bit my upper lip and clenched my teeth in anger. The only thing I found that was close was a knife, I quickly grab a knife from the table and pointed it at them, when I made an advancement at them, from the side the other man took hold of my hand and clinched it so hard that the knife fell. he quickly grabbed my long hair from behind and held it like he wants to pull the strands out of my scalp, I screamed out of pain, and he crushed me to the wall and called out to his boss. "Boss...." He gave him a sign language, that gangs like them give to each other so that third parties wouldn't understand

She asked again. His silver watch was tied on his right hand, I didn't notice infinity tattoo in his left hand when they shook hands together. Atty. Galiego is left-handed, he was the first one who offered shake hands. He gave his left hand and Atty. Nicdao gave his left hand too for sure because it is not fit if he gave his right hand.

“He dead? We better start moving.” “Not that Brad,” the other replied. “Look at your hands.” Brad stared down at his hands and then he saw it. The blood from the punch he had given Xavier was all over his hand and clothes. But that was not the problem. The blood was not red as expected. It was black. Shining black. “What does this mean,” he turned to the other two boys. “I’m not sure,” one said standing up. “But I’ve heard stories.” “What stories?” Brad asked, eyeing him.

Viktor walks over to me and says, “He needs your blood. Please come over here.” Shocked, I cautiously make my way to him and then he quickly grabs ahold of my hand with his slick boney fingers before he slices my wrist with a bone knife in his other hand. My eyes feel like they pop out as I watch the blood pour out of my veins and the thick red substance coats the bottom of his bowl. Dipping a finger in it, he brings it to his mouth, and I stare at it in horror as he flicks his grotesque tongue out and he licks it.

An ethereal call lingered in the air. I froze in surprise and raised my right hand, where the Yiki in the ring on my finger was shining in pale blue radiance. It made me realize that Dicken’s bloodline had banished the corrupted Yiki, but that was also when Gary lunged at me. Pinning me beneath himself in a split second, he grabbed my right hand.

Nibbling and grazing the golden neck. "Then.. Don’t. Now that I can’t, but if I could I would love to die in your arms" . Callum said, losing himself in Stephen’s arms. The moon was at its peak. Full Blue moon like Stephen eyes that had turned red. He placed his lips on the pulsing vein before barring his teeth. Callum felt a sting and then all he could feel was a frenzy, a euphoria. He now knew why Stephen felt excited offering him his blood.

He swiftly walked up to meet me and grasped my injured right hand. "How can you be so clumsy to injure yourself? Are you blind?" he asked, and my lips trembled to speak, but I couldn't. I was aroused by his closeness. But he ignored it all and grasped my right hand. Holding it out firmly, he removed the two broken shards that had pierced into my hand. I winced in pain, but Julian surprised me by drinking my blood like a vampire, and he licked the spot around my palm that had cut open.

I saw the small frown on the king’s face, but it was fleeting as a murmur rippled through the crowd once more. "Then I bind you to it by an oath of blood." He took the knife from Gamma Henry, slicing his own hand before I held mine out. He took it, making a deep cut along my palm. I made sure the blood didn’t drip onto my dress as I ignored the sting of pain. We then shook hands, sealing the oath by blood. Everyone clapped, and Charlene passed me a cloth to wipe away the blood. "Congratulations, my angel." She said, hugging me.

“First, I think we make you part of the pack. You won’t scent like a rogue anymore and it will make it easier for me to keep you safe.” The sincerity in his honey colored eyes was all it took for me to nod my head in agreement. He rose and grabbed a letter opener from his desk. I gasped as he drew it across his hand, slicing open his palm. Instinctively, I withdrew when he reached to do the same to mine. “Hannah, I promise it’s ok. In order to make you a part of the pack, I have to mix my blood with yours, ok?” I nodded and he quickly cut my hand with the letter opener.

His blood-stained face was ferocious, and he lifted his palm as he aimed at Heidi. "Go to hell! Blood Devouring Palm!" Bang! The bulge on his palm instantly exploded, and blood surged out uncontrollably. Under everyone's surprised gaze, it formed a massive, bloody, and frightening palm with crooked fingers. Then, as if it were the demon's hand, it swept at Heidi.