Blood Over Bright Haven Audiobook Novels & Stories

I couldn't see her expression clearly, but I could hear her voice, which was far away and seemed to be very close. "Aaron," she called again. Abbey suddenly let go of my hand and stepped back nervously, until she disappeared into the darkness. Aaron stepped forward. He was holding a bowl of blood red thick liquid. Its foul stench mixed with the sweetness of the candles, which forced me to cover my nose. My feet flopped, and I slumped on the ground, gasping for fresh air. "It's crow blood." Aaron's voice was unmistakable. "You have to drink it."

her eyes brimmed with tears, tears that she trying not to fall whatever it takes. “That Bloody Night were they first show up with full force,” she added as her eyes turned blank as she try very best to not to cry or even crack her voice. “As if maddened, they move so fast and deadly! To the point of draining everyone... Everyone that have the blood of the Brightest Moon and the...Almighty Sun, have drained their blood to flood the land with redness!”

Vlaira angrily tossed the book down on the table, her tone irritated, "Oh my god, Hana. You needed to draw your blood and drip it into the Blue pot. It would happen on its own, and you would know its choice. Got it now?" "Okay, thanks, Vlaire." Vlaire didn't bother to respond to Hana. He arrogantly turned off the contact before Hana continued to talk. Hana slit a small line from her fingertips with a knife and touched into Blue pot. In an instant, each slow jet of blood spread and dissolved and completely disappeared. While Hana was thinking about the outcome, a red light burst out and surrounded her. Hana was swept into the foggy void. She stood still and confirmed that this was Blue's spir

"The rest was just the friction we had to overcome to get here." We stood there for a long time, the two of us the Auditor and the Butcher watching the sunrise over a world that was no longer our burden to carry. The "Blood Audit" was a history book. The "Art of Falling" was a masterpiece on the wall. And the future? The future was a blank, glowing horizon, waiting for the first stroke of our collective pen.

Taking a deep breath, Damon pushed the door open and ventured inside. The room was faintly lit by a single, flashing bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting long shadows over the floor. The air was thick with the smell of soggy concrete and fear. Haven was sitting in a chair within the centre of the room, his hands bound behind his back with hard rope. His dull hair was tangled with sweat, and his face was pale, but his eyes were furious as they met Damon’s.

My body slipped further into darkness, my pulse faint in my ears. My last thought before blackness took me wasn’t of death. It was of him. The mate who had left me to bleed alone. --- POV: Aria The babies were crying—four tiny voices, fierce and thin, demanding the world recognise them. But Olivia wasn’t answering. She slumped back against the bed, her skin pale, her lips bloodless. Blood pooled beneath her, spreading too fast, too much. “Liv!” My scream cracked. Hana’s voice snapped. “She’s haemorrhaging. Clamp. Now!”

He plainly said looking at me with a very serious face. “Brother—” I called him. “Leave, I don’t want to talk about this, leave my room.” He said. “Fine,” I said. “I will do it on my own.” Third Person POV After Blood went missing for a week Blood got dropped by a black car in a huge mansion and he knows who owns this house is Chaos house, he is standing outside the gate and his mind is flying somewhere else. “B-blood?” Callen said as soon as he recognized him.

Her fur shimmered beneath the lights, every movement drawing gasps and admiration. And me? I heard it almost immediately. Light laughter. Not loud at first, just scattered and uncertain. Then the laughter grew louder and bolder. “Wouldn’t that pace give her a disadvantage? But she is naturally slower.” “She’s just charging blindly.” “So this is the Blood Claw heir?” Each word struck. I felt them brushing against my consciousness like thorns, trying to snag, to slow me, to make me doubt my footing. I staggered as Haven slammed into me, her shoulder crashing into my side. The impact rattled my bones, knocked the air from my lungs. I slid across the floor, claws screeching uselessly against pol

just immediately sneaking I to the house I feel a sharp pain in my gut that makes me fall to the ground, holding into the spot my throats hurt and mu body turns pale and cold as I let out a screeching sound not loud enough for anyone to hear, I could feel a change in my body a change of some sort bit I know none of these is happening to me it mist be Laura, Immediately I lung towards the main door luckily enough for me it had not been locked, walking into the house my nose gets attacked by the stencg of blood as I run towards the direction who h the aroma comes from, I see Laura sprawling helplessly in the ground she lifts her hands to reach mu cheeeks as she they fall to the ground upon gra

She already killed Juventus, she doesn't want anyone to die from this blood anymore. Heidi stiffened slightly, he tried to breathe evenly, forcing himself to suppress the crazy bloodlust but it was extremely difficult. Seeing Heidi like that, Brawen really didn't know what to do, she didn't have the strength to get rid of him, nor did she know how to help him suppress his bloodlust. For a moment, confused, Brawen closed her eyes and acted as if the thought had just popped into her head, Bang! The smell of blood wafted through the air, a scent so sweet that Brawen was going crazy. Heidi rolled her eyes at Brawen, his hands unconsciously loosening.