Bloodbath Diablos Novels & Stories

Swoosh! He rushed into the group of presbyters. Poof! Heads flew a few meters into the air, and blood gushed out. The blood dyed the ground red. With booms, bodies exploded, and the blood mists were even more dazzling than the setting sun. "Let's kill the devil." "Let's take revenge on him." "You'll pay for your cruelty, Chu the Devil." The blade light flew in all directions, heads rolled, and blood flowed like a river on the ground...

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

Elian pressed closer, spectral hands reaching uselessly, horror rooting him as the chamber dissolved into chaos—clashing steel, demonic roars, the infant's wail cutting through like a knife. It dawned on Damitri then, in that frozen instant, the witch's warnings he'd ignored: the entity he'd summoned wasn't ally or benefactor, but the Devil of the Abyss, binder of souls, weaver of curses that tainted bloodlines forever. The power he'd stolen now poisoned his legacy, birthing a thirst in his sons that the full moon would eternally ignite—a blood hunger that chained the wolf to infernal chains.

After a long pause, Dad added coldly, "I don't want to see a single article that damages Cody's reputation being released today. Let them do whatever they want to that monster. Just make sure he remains alive." The thugs burst into laughter when they heard what Dad said. "You heard that right, guys? We can do whatever we want!" When the needle pierced through my lips, the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. Stitch by stitch, the thread dragged through my flesh, forcing my screams back down my throat. The steel needle moved back and forth across my upper and lower lips. In just a few passes, my mouth was filled with blood. Then they raised a hammer again. Up and down it went until all th

“Pay attention, asshole. I didn’t even know my father was supernatural, how am I supposed to know where he is? He could’ve been Bigfoot for all I knew.” “Pay attention, dhampir,” the enforcer shot back, leaning forward over the table so close I could see the faint scar under his chin. “Withholding information on the whereabouts is punishable by death. That applies to you… and your mother.” My stomach dropped like someone had just kicked the floor out from under me. “Withholding information? She doesn’t know her own damn name half the time, you son of a bitch,” I spat, my voice shaking. “So don’t you dare try blaming this on her. She……”

I think of the oath I swore at this grave with blood on the stone and a priest as witness, and I think of the authorization code in violet ink with the initial T, and I understand that the vengeance I wanted would have made me the same thing as the man who signed the order. I stand. I turn away from the grave. Serafina is still waiting at the edge of the grove, her hand now empty at her side, her eyes on my face. "Walk back with me," I say. She falls into step beside me without a word. We cross the grove together, past the olive trees and the dry earth and the place where the bullet came from an hour ago, and we walk through the gate into the courtyard where three capos are dead on the stone

Settling it back to where it belongs as knight goblins all stood immobilized. Diana sprang into the air, then slammed her fist down. Jets of flame erupted from the ground, shooting up into raging pillars of blazes. She strode across the little moor battleground, her coat spreading out from her back, her now dark red coat shimmering like petals of blood in the light of the morning sun. Corpses of goblins fell before her. The others turned and ran from her but to no avail, everyone froze as their souls would have been taken by the keeper.

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

She wondered but he was long gone. Diablo walked down the stairs but rather than going through the clustered bodies, he turned to his right, walking to the far end of the room. There were many couples making out in the semi dark hallway but they weren’t his business and he seemed to have in mind where he was going. He opened a door and was outside in a dark alley, he brought out his phone and dialed a number but the person wasn’t answering. He dialed again and right waiting for the person to answer, he heard a commotion inside and turned in speed to the door, bending over immediately to duck a bullet sent at him. “Fuck,” he cursed, shoving his phone into his pocket and pulling out his sliver

another bald man stands up and spews. “you are weak! No alphas, over my dead body will I follow you!” he spits. This time, it's I who walks over to him calmly and I detach his head from his neck. And then a war erupts. It's ten against two. I must admit, I had missed the Bloodbath so much, and these guys are just the perfect people to sate my thirst. I smile and Dean cracks his neck, as they all jump at us. But, what they don’t know is that we are always ready for a bloodbath. After all, it's in our DNA.