Blood Rain 2 Novels & Stories

“My name is Rain.” My heart dropped, and all color drained from my face. “Rain--- Blood?!” I asked in utter disbelief. THIS man was the infamous Rain Blood. The insane rogue that delighted in the gore and pain of pack mate and enemy alike?! He nodded, making a shiver of fear travel down my spine. “What do you want with me?” I asked, my voice suddenly hoarse. The man was notorious for messing with his enemies' heads – before ripping them to shreds, that is. There couldn’t be a single good reason for him to keep me alive.

Drake’s POV – I stir awake to the faint echoes of battle still humming through the air. The scent of blood clings to the wind, but the fighting is ending—our men and Baylee’s wolves are finishing off the last of the rogues. It doesn’t take long. When it’s over, Ben taps me, and I open my eyes with a groan, blinking as the sunlight hits me full in the face. “Damn, that’s bright,” I mumble, shielding my eyes. Beside me, Dain groans too, clutching his head as the last traces of poison seep from my body. Caron’s potion is working—cleansing, pushing out the darkness.

He gave me a smile, my blood dripping from his lips, down his chin and on to his white shirt. Loud thunder coursed through the sky preceded by a flash of lightning a few seconds earlier. Soon thereafter rain started to fall. It wasn't water though. The rain was partly blood and partly molten liquid lava that seared into my clothes and skin as soon as they touched it. It burned me and gave off that burnt charcoal smell. "This little meeting was short but fun. I know what you look like now, I'll come find you." I look down at my bloody hands and rags, terrified at the events folding ahead of me.

It sloshed around until it filled to the top. Veronica removed the needle and the smell of her blood wafted up to me. I was still in my demon form! Shit! My bloodlust started to come out as my eyes instantly went to the spot where a drop of blood seeped out over her fair skin. My throat started to burn and itch as it began to crave for blood. I gulped and forced my eyes to look away. After the second vial was full, it felt like pure torture. Veronica bandaged up Arisa, stopping the bleeding but it was too late. The smell of blood filled the room.

The battlefield was painted in blood and shadow. The air tasted of iron and despair, thick with the smoke of burning timber and the acrid stench of supernatural flame. Rain had begun to fall not the gentle rain of mourning, but a harsh deluge that turned dust to mud and made the stones slick with a mixture of water and blood that pooled in every crack and crevice.

My house bleeding. I staggered outside, ignoring Damon’s shout. The rain poured harder, soaking me instantly. Cold water mixed with blood down my arm, my face. The storm howled, lightning splitting the sky. I tilted my head back, chest cracking open, and screamed. “FUUUUCK!” ***** The world wouldn’t stop spinning. I pressed my hand to my ribs, fingers slick with blood. Every breath was a knife carving through bone. “Sit the fuck down, Luca!” Damon barked, shoving me onto the leather chair in my office.

The night air was thick with smoke and the metallic scent of blood. The abandoned fortress outside Prague burned in the distance, casting a hellish glow over the field where it all came to an end. Bain stood at the center of the battlefield, his black coat soaked in blood—his and his enemies’. His breath came in ragged bursts. His knuckles were raw, his jaw bruised. But his eyes burned with vengeance. Volkov was still standing too, blood streaming from a gash over his eye, his lip split, one arm hanging limp from a dislocated shoulder. Around them, bodies littered the ground—Volkov’s men, torn apart by Bain’s soldiers and the loyal Bratva.

He has an army of vampires numbering in the thousands, as well as some brainwashed humans. Alex and Victoria feel that they must stop the Bloods' evil plan, as they do not want to see the world become a hell for humans. They decide to attack the Bloods' headquarters which is in a tall building in the centre of a big city. They infiltrated the building disguised as ordinary humans, and found their way to Lord Draven's main room. Along the way, they had to face many guardian vampires who tried to block them. They used their strength and speed to defeat the vampires, but were also careful not to attract the attention of the humans around.

Ignoring the pain, I stab myself in the stomach knowing it would soon be over. I start to feel light-headed, so I strip to my underwear and step into the bathtub. Water laps around the corners of the bath tub when I do this. I close my eyes, my strength quickly going down drain. The water in the tub turns a bright shade of red and black dots begin to cloud my vision as my body becomes heavier. I close my eyes, feeling the lack of oxygen finally getting to me. A slow smile curves my lips and just as I'm about to give up, the bathroom screen doors slide open and Raina runs in screaming my name.

I transform and I look at her pleading eyes as she croaks, “Goddamn it.” My body moves on its own as I fall into a squat, reach forward, and snap her neck. She goes still, and my chest quickly rises and falls as the rain soaks my shirt, my shorts, my hair. I blink the water out of my eyes as I’m brought back to life. I take a second look at Brea, I raise my trembling hands out in front of me. I killed her. My jaws release and my mouth falls open. I scream. - Riven