Novel & Cerita Blood Lad Fanfiction

“You are a reader of people, Lia. What did you read at that table tonight?” The question was a gambit. He was asking for her analysis using her as the strategic asset he’d claimed she was. She took a breath, choosing truth as her weapon. “I read about a king who fears his heir. I read an heir who is being choked by tradition and tested by a reckless prince. I read a room full of men waiting to see which way the wind blows, led by a man who smiles while he sharpens the knife.” A long, heavy silence followed. Dante stared at her, and for a fleeting second, the calculated mask vanished. She saw not a mafia underboss, but a man carrying the crushing weight of a legacy that was both his birthrigh

He grabs him by the collar, his eyes shining brightly like a nine dipper star. “ Please Lucas don't do this I'm your father and Alpha of this pack “ his voice trembled but Lucas paid no heed. " Now taste the same thing you had with my mate " Alpha Ash coughed up blood stains ,pain shooting through his body shooting me a disapproving look but I dared not meddle in men's affairs. " Please Lucas " Alpha Ash screams his voice above a whisper with the taste of blood filling his mouth whimpering like an injured kitten. He slams several punches on his face breaking his bones apart giving him no breathing space till he gave up the ghost with his blood soiling the bedsheets.

A massive projection bloomed in the center of the room. Elena Vance— wearing a sheer slip of a dress— straddled Liam's lap. Her arms looped around his neck. Her voice dripped with saccharine poison. "You're so ruthless, Alpha." She ground against him, laughing. "Going after your own flesh and blood like that." Liam's hands gripped her waist, greedy, hungry. "You think I'd let that little waste live when our daughter needs her marrow?" "It's settled. Our girl's blood disease can't wait."

He wanted that so much that he was ready to force me into that marriage. I remember there was times when he made me feel loved. As if he really loved me. I was his own daughter for god’s sake! How could he do this to me? The war hadn’t started with gunfire. It had started with ink. And now that I’d seen the signatures— I would make them bleed for every letter. -------------------------------------------

Dumbstruck to say a word, but I had to say it. “My dad…the soup you made…tastes exactly like the one my dad used to make,” I finally blurted out everything with my eyes closed. It was a long story, but he reminded me of my dad when I was young. “I can assure you that that was my recipe… Ms Elizabeth, is there another motive for your visit?” He said, arching his brows a little. I shook my head, I wasn't being cynical or anything. But the soup he made was for a weak werewolf, if I drank it it would strengthen my wolf. My dad used to make for me because I was said to be born with a weak wolf. I didn't understand why I was asking him when it made me feel so bad.

Rain was falling now, cold and sharp, mixing with Lycan blood. Behind me I could hear Darius roaring as he fought the other two. In front of me was Mara, and the knowledge that if I fell, our Lycan daughter fell with me. “You don’t get to decide who lives,” I growled, Lycan voice rumbling deep. “You don’t get to decide our Lycan future.” She struck first, fast and precise, silver blade aimed for my Lycan heart. I dodged. Barely. The blade caught my shoulder instead and agony exploded through me.

I rolled to my side swiftly, dodging his attack when he lunged at me again. “Am I too fast stealer Bella?” He taunted with an evil chuckle. “Or maybe your mate’s blood and that of your stealer friend is too strong.” “What the hell are you talking about?” I growled as I stood up, clenching my fists tights as I took repeated deep breaths. “Oh I mean, your mate’s blood and that of your stealer friend’s to form this symbiosis called me, is way too strong.” “How the hell did you get Linda’s blood?”

Chapter 69- No contact Onyx immediately turns into his Lycan form and grabs my father, flinging him through the air like a rag doll. “Onyx!” Aiden warns as Onyx stomps heavily to my father in a rage I have never seen. “Let him go,” I whisper into the phone. “Briar, that is your father.” My mother screeches as she hears me. “Not anymore. A father wouldn’t try and kill his child or abduct her from the mate she wishes to stay with. No, you both mean nothing anymore. What happens, happens. Goodbye, Mindy.” I state before closing the phone and handing it back to Judith. “Turn it off.” I sob as I watch Onyx lean over my father’s bloodied body on the ground.

she cursed out loud, forgetting for a moment where she was. "Blood." Her abductor growled, a deep sound that sent shivers down her spine causing her to feel dread. "I hate the sight of blood." Hers was a rich red and thick blood that smelled nice and caused his nose to pucker. He tried so hard to contain his fangs but couldn't. They bared themselves out in agitation and he turned away immediately. It's been so long since he had any contact with human blood. The beastly side of him had become excited when they perceived the richness of her blood and had reared up its ugly head.

Tyler stood up and left the living room, leaving me cold and alone with my alive father. "All I want to do is tell you everything, why I faked my death, why you had to fake yours, why Richard wants you." He explains. All the answers? He wants to give me all the information I would kill for. "Fine." I agree briefly. A small smile forms on his face. "Anna when you were a little girl you were special, you have always been special." He explains. "Back about a hundred years ago there were creatures called Lycans-"