Bloodbath Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Rivers of blood flowed on the once dry ground. Bodies of soldiers covered the ground. Some were missing arms. Some were missing heads. Some were... I couldn't even tell what they used to be. My stomach turned. I bent over and threw up, but there was practically nothing in my stomach since I have not eaten for days now. but I kept trying to throw up anyway. Who did this? What kind of monster could... I gasped, remembering Damon facing thousands of council soldiers. "Damon!" I called louder. "Where are you?"

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Unfortunately for her, I wasn't the same naive Lydia Cohen anymore. If she wanted to play games, I'd play better. I had been slaughtered at my in-laws' house in my last life, and my father died without an intact body. I was going to make her pay, one thing at a time.

Callen raised the test tube high, the blood inside it glowing: “Valenfort must be purified! Let the Blood Emperor know that humanity is still alive!” Shooting, screams echoed. The Hunter force moved through the night, heading towards the center. A new war begins, the Age of Blood truly rises. --- Amidst the chaos, Lucien stepped through the ashes, his eyes fixed on the place that used to be Sanctuary, where he and Evelyn first met. He bent down, his hand touching the ground where she had fallen. A dry red petal fell from his sleeve, the blood lotus that Evelyn had pinned to his chest on a rainy night.

Chapter 1: Blood Debt The warehouse smelled like rust and death. Luca Rossi stood over the body, chest rising slow and steady, the only sound in the sudden silence. Marco Vitale’s eyes stared up at the cracked ceiling, vacant now, blood pooling dark and thick beneath his head. One clean shot—center mass—then two more to be sure. Message delivered. Luca wiped his hands on a rag one of his men handed him, though the blood had already dried under his nails. He didn’t flinch. He never did.

Five minutes. Sera dialled Lucien's number with shaky fingers. It rang once, twice, then a voice answered—but not Lucien's. "Miss Thorne," King Matthias said. "How fortunate. I was about to send for you." Her blood ran cold. "Where's Lucien?" "In the palace hospital. Recovering from an assassination attempt." The world tilted. "What?" "Someone poisoned his drink during supper an hour ago. Vampire venom is meant to make victims defenceless, not dead. By the time we realised what was happening, the attacker had already fled.

She was just brought her just like me but resisted and they had slammed her head against the cage. We hear footsteps and clinking of keys. All the girls whimper, shrinking back in fear. A new face appears scanning through the cages one by one, stopping briefly to examine the girls. His boots stop in front of my cage and when my eyes meet his, his tongue drags over his lips. “You are the bloodhost, huh?” he drawls. “The scent of your blood is so strong and I'm about to lose my shit. I can't wait to finally have a taste.”

The gush of blood oozed out through his cuts, dirtying the white marble floor. " ARGH," my nauseous feeling increased. I was about to leave when suddenly Bella called my name. I slowly turned back and oh my god, my mind blew up in shock. Bella was holding her dagger which had blood dripping off. Her white apron was drenched in a red shade of blood, her face had glitters of blood. Blood, blood fuck why I'm feeling thirsty. My eyes darkened as I removed my hands from my face, I gulped in thirst, licking my dried lips. My throat was burning hot , I needed something to quench my thirst.

I hoped to play the hero–or heroin. Blood painted the stone walls of the fortress, they smelt like fresh blood. Before me in a long hallway was a huge door with few lifeless men littering the door entrance. My heart thuds as I make my brave steps towards the door. What's behind the door could be the dreadful one who slayed the men I met on the way. Also the one who might be keeping Emmett captive, because for what I know, he was immortal.

he asked me. "Yes," “Good. Come on, there are a lot of vampires outside of the shelter. They smelled your blood last night. Our defenses are so strong that they can't smell us and even vampire hunters like us can't get in here, but the defenses can't handle your blood. The smell of your blood was so strong that our protectio n could not prevent the smell from coming out. You have to be careful not to get injured, Young Lady, that's dangerous for you," he said at length.