Blood On The Sun Novels & Stories

With the pink light entering sunni rapidly she stretched out herself with a wild scream as her eyes went pink. Leo who was coughing out blood from the hit looked up at sunni who was floating with the pink light around.. "She didn't let me explain everything....But look on the bright side.... there's still hope....." Mr Wan slowly stood up looking up at sunni. He seemed shocked "How is this even possible"

I lunged forward into the chaos of the battlefield, my paws tearing up the blood-soaked turf as I raced toward the spot where Keira was lying, and I could see the hunters in the distance frantically cranking the levers on their machine to fire a second time. I reached her just as she was trying to push herself up on one shaky arm, and I saw that her clothes were charred and her skin was covered in angry, red blisters that weren't healing the way they usually did because the solar light was designed to kill the vampire cells in her body. "Stay down," I growled, though it came out as a deep, vibrating rumble from my throat, and I stood over her small form and looked up at the glowing lens of t

Her beautiful face looked worried. "Darryl, you should go outside and take a look. The sun had changed to the color of blood..." 'What?' Darryl was stunned and quickly walked out to look at the sky. He was stupefied when he saw the color of the sun up in the sky. Since it was entering summer, the sun should be warm and hot, especially during the mid-afternoon. On the contrary, no temperature was felt when the bloody sun's light touched the skin.

She tilted her chin toward the hallway and said, “See the door with the blue light over there? That’s a licensed blood donation center. It’s open twenty-four hours. Ma’am, you can sell your blood for some money.” She paused, her gaze settling back on my face, as if measuring my reaction. “Not only will it be enough to buy that box of medicine, but it might even help you chip away at whatever debt you’ve got on your credit card.” I didn’t want to sell my blood, but I wanted to survive. So, I had no choice. The needle pierced my skin, and I watched as my blood rushed through the clear plastic tube into the collection bag. The first bag filled quickly, and the machine let out a soft beep.

Suna held it tight around her neck and walked towards the altar, the blood that dripped nonstop from her eyes fell on her hands but she didn't care about that, her gaze was fixed on the scared bat in her hand. She picked up the knife, brought the bat closer to the jug and at once, she cut the head of the bat, its blood spilled into the jug and the green light which emanated from it became brighter, the blood of the bat on the knife dripped down on her hand. Suna glanced at her hand and cut her wrist with the knife, the blood of the bat on it mixed with hers. In deep agony, Suna screamed, the ground beneath her began to tremble violently but she stood firm to the ground. Here eyes were wide o

He uttered, moving to the window and fully opened the curtains. The sun flashed on his skins and he had to thanked the advanced technology that made almost all vampires immune to the sun. Most of the vampires don't get burnt from going in contact with the sun and he is one of them, since he is the king. Then there are those whose blood failed to take in the drugs to keep them immune to the sun and can only go out late in the night. They were those people who he decided to employ as workers in the mansion. And among them, some of them work in the blood bank which is why he wants to know why the blood wasn't sterilised as usually. He sighted Gaby by the garden, blowing smoke out from his mouth

The air grew heavier with each passing hour, as though the world itself was bracing for something unnatural. Ever since the gods’ messenger appeared, the countdown had begun—seven days until the Day of the Blood Moon. Seven days to prepare. Seven days to survive. Ava sat beneath the twisted elder tree outside the sanctuary, the bark behind her pulsing faintly as if aware of her presence. The wind was sharp, slicing through the night with whispers. Her fingers traced the mark on her wrist—ever since she mixed her blood with Achi’s, the mark had darkened, a signal that something ancient had awakened.

“I don’t like to repeat myself, Aatif. Let me through.” Even though I had prepared myself to see the worst, the sight that met me made my stomach clench. The fruits I had for breakfast turned rotten. It was strange and twisting. How the sun chose the exact moment to part through the clouds and sunlight poured through the glass dome above the throne, landing on the thick, dark blood. I flinched at the drop of it falling from the seat of the dark throne, through the lion sculptured legs and into the pool, spreading down its dais.

It was a warning. Auren broke the silence first. His face had become unnaturally pale. "The Blood Moon." The immortal's voice sounded strained. Diana immediately looked toward him. "You know what that means." It wasn't a question. Auren nodded slowly, reluctantly, as if he wished he didn't. My stomach tightened. "What does it mean?" The immortal king met my gaze. And for the first time since Lyra's farewell, fear appeared in his eyes. Real fear. "The First Wolf isn't just the creator of wolves." A pause. Heavy. Terrible. "He's their prison."

The golden sun was dying. It was not setting slowly like it did on an evening. Instead it was being eaten away by something. The giant red sun from the world was spreading across the sky. It looked like a drop of ink in a glass of clear water. June was lying flat in the red mud. Her fingers were digging into the earth. Every breath she took felt like she was breathing in ash from a fire. The black marks on her arms were glowing like coals in the dark. They were pulsing with every beat of the Red Queens heart.