Blood Over Bright Haven Audiobook Novels & Stories

I've always felt disgusted with drinking blood, but with the smell of her deadly blood, I don't have much confidence in my ability to control it. Now, His Highness Heidi, let's see if there's anything special about you. A sound came and Riven frowned slightly. He turned his head to see a group of men in black around him. It came so quickly. "Damned". Chris clenched his hands into fists. His eyes were fixed on Brawen's wrist, where the fragrant drops of blood were flowing, drop by drop, dripping into the dark blue coat. Chris' eyes, red. At this time, Brawen regained some consciousness, softly stirred, her lips still full of charm in cold weather: "Um, Chris".

"I know someone near who can lend you horses. But since it is already getting dark, I suggest you stay here for the night. You can just continue traveling tomorrow morning. Also, I don't think Lucia is fine to travel again. She should rest so that her wound will stop bleeding." I looked at Lucia. "She is right. We should stay here for the night to give you time to rest, and it is also not advisable to travel at night because it is more dangerous." "I will stay here for the night, then," Lucia said. I smiled but my smile vanished soon when I felt something different in my head. It seemed like my surrounding was revolving around me. 'The incense!' All I heard was Raja's panicking voice before

the purple spiked leaf entered my mind, "before we could begin to see what was wrong. She-... She is a human, correct?" "Yes... why? What is wrong with her?" I asked carefully. "It seems we can not recognize her blood. It is as though her body is rejecting it. I just wanted to confirm due to..." he gestured towards me. Due to my circumstances is what he meant. "Yes, she is definitely human." I thought of the smell of her blood, definitely human. "How do you-?" "He smelled her blood." Veronica answered Arron. "You can tell by smelling her blood?" The Doctor asked shocked. "How?"

“Yeah. The daughter died. God. Lily… she was only fourteen. Brother was driving. Kai Petrova. Car got hit and she died at the scene. He’s in a wheelchair now.” Everything goes quiet inside my head. Kai Petrova. Five years ago. Lily. Fourteen. In the passenger seat. And Miles— “After something like that, I’m not surprised he’s difficult,” Beth says softly, pulling me out of my thoughts. Shauna shrugs. “Anyway. If you know anyone desperate enough.” They leave. Renee’s still leaning against the counter, watching me. “You okay?” I nod. She doesn’t believe me. “Cassie—”

My mind reeled in stunned disbelief, struggling to comprehend the sheer magnitude of Haven's abilities. How did she do that?! I thought, my mind echoing with the same horrified question, as I grappled with the reality of Haven's formidable powers. Raphael's anguished cry echoed through the room, "NO! Haven, what have you done?!" as he stared in horror at Blaze's lifeless body. But before he could even process the tragedy that had unfolded, Haven's hand flashed out once more, tracing a vibrant rainbow arc across his face.

Sam tells us. I laugh when Haven scrunches her face. She hates the taste of blood and doesn’t need it with her fae gene, but as Sam said, it will help her recover her strength faster. I damn near fall out of my chair laughing when Riordan shoves a blood bag in front of her. The horrified look on her face has me burying my face into Tiernan’s shoulder so I can muffle my laughter, not that it does any good. She reluctantly drinks it, but not without being dramatic about it. “Never thought I would meet someone as dramatic as Kyran.” Cahir comments.

“I’ll come back for all of them. Cole. Sophie. Hayden. Lydia. Every single one of them.” The longing for revenge burned in my chest, stronger than pain, stronger than fear. --- The cold hit harder that night. I tried to fight it, but darkness crept in. My breathing grew shallow, my heartbeat slow. My last thought before I blacked out was of the moon, ever so bright but distant, watching. When I opened my eyes again, everything was hazy. Strange Voices surrounded me, low and unfamiliar. Boots crunched against the ground. “She’s bleeding out,” a man’s voice said. “Should we leave her?”

The scent of iron floods my senses, and I look down to see crimson pooling beneath me. “Please,” I choke out, my vision blurring. “Cain, save the pup… Save our pup…” Cain’s cold gaze meets mine one last time before he turns away, pulling Claire with him. “Let her die,” Claire says over her shoulder, her voice dripping with venom. “She and that bastard pup aren’t worth saving.” The door slams shut, their laughter echoing down the hall as my world fades to black. The full moon hangs high in the sky, its light filtering through the shattered window. My blood seeps into the floor, staining the wood with the last vestiges of my life.

A thick stream of blood spilled onto the pavement. I stared, unable to look away, as more blood seeped from its nostrils before slowly escaping from the corners of its eyes. It was far darker than it should have been, almost black against the concrete, and every instinct I’d developed after years in emergency medicine told me I was looking at something that shouldn’t have been possible. “Naomi?” Emma’s voice cut through the silence. “Talk to me. What’s happening?” Emma’s voice crackled through the phone. “Naomi? Talk to me. What’s happening?”

I started to feel wetness on my nose. Blood. I feel like I'm falling to the ground; in my blurry visions, I see Emmett shift back to human to come to my half-conscious body. ********** Interlude. A few hours later, she got back to Rose…. “You need to come home quickly. Rose has the urn in possession, and she's missing.” Mrs Beatrice spoke over the phone “Emmett took her.”