Blood Upon The Risers Meaning Novels & Stories

Covered in lace and dried blood. Waiting.

LINC - The first thing I noticed was the blood. It spread too fast, seeping through the fabric, painting everything in a color that shouldn't have been there. My heart pounded hard enough to rattle my ribs as I watched her trip, her body lurching forward until her stomach slammed hard against the edge of the steps.

I flailed, trying to get away from him, from the blood, from the sight of the dead man behind him. My feet slipped on the floor, and I was falling. My knees sank into the blood, my hands followed. Tristan pulled me up, my body pressed against his, and the smell of blood filled my nose. I clutched at his shoulders for balance. And then I pulled one hand back and it came away red. And one glance down. Red. My skin. Red. Everything red. My eyes found Tristan’s blood covered body. Red. Red. Red.

Blood stained the dirt as the battle raged on, the scent of fear and violence filling the night air. The scent of fear and violence filled the air, mingling with the metallic stench of blood. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched in a mix of horror and relief as Azriel swiftly dispatched the remaining two vampires. The lifeless bodies lay strewn across the ground, a grim to the battle that had just unfolded.

Eden and Lenora, both disheveled and covered in blood and sweat as they stood meters away from each other, breathing heavily. The air crackled with tension, charged with a raw, primal energy that hung heavy like an impending storm. Drops of crimson adorned the floor, forming a morbid tapestry of their battle—a testament to the intensity of their conflict. The metallic scent of blood wafted through the air, mingling with the musky aroma of exertion, creating a heady and unsettling atmosphere.

he murmurs, and we move as one, our steps cautious. We begin to walk, our steps cautious, our senses alert. The grass sways lazily. The forest looms ahead, its dark silhouette a reminder of the danger that once lurked within its embrace. Then, I see it—a splash of crimson against the green, so stark it seems almost unnatural. Blood. My heart skips a beat, and I feel a cold dread settle in my stomach. "Landon," I call out, my voice barely above a whisper, "look." He is by my side in an instant, his eyes following my gaze. The blood is fresh, the edges of the stain still dark and wet. It is a silent testament to violence, a stark reminder that not all is as it seems in this tranquil field.

"On the second cycle, you shall pour the blood upon the soil as you walk, pledging your essence to the King’s vitality." I looked down into the cup. It was filled with thick, dark red blood. I felt a pang of guilt. The hall had beautiful, sparkling marble floors, and I hated the idea of staining them. But as I looked closer, I noticed a thin ring of actual dark soil circling the base of the platform, hidden just behind a line of lilies. It was a clever design.

ARI It might still be a nightmare. I trip and fall on the carpeted floor. “Be careful, mate, you don’t look so well.” A gasp escapes my lips, and I look around the room. I am back in that damned bare room. I grapple for something to hold me up, stilling when I see my hands. Red. Blood. My heart is racing again, eyes blurring as I stretch both of my hands in front of me. when … why …

“Go home. Lock your doors. Don’t come back to this alley .” I take a step toward him . “And if I don’t ?” He freezes , then turns slowly, silver eyes narrowing . “Then you die .” My stomach drops , and I stumble back as the blood on the ground starts to move . I swear it writhes like a living thing , rippling across the concrete toward my sneakers . “Uh… guy? The blood… it’s moving.” He freezes, muscles rigid, eyes wide . “Fuck .” “‘Fuck?’” I repeat, voice rising. “Not helpful!”

*Bang* Red Rose kicked a Blood Golem away from her and dashed towards another to her right. Her eyes gleamed sharply as her red hair swayed in the wind, carrying the scent of blood. The Blood Golem that had gained her focus pushed forward fearlessly, knowing nothing of the thing called death. Without any hesitation the Blood Golem leapt at her, pulling back its arm and delivering a powerful blow that aimed to smash the war general of Intersection into a meat patty.