Bloodborne Beast's Embrace Novelas e Histórias

She didn't struggle—instead, her hands circled his waist, trusting him completely. The sound of my backpack falling alerted them. Saul's eyes snapped to me, sharp as daggers. With a sweep of his hand, he threw the picture frame on his nightstand at me. The picture frame held a photo of us. The frame hit my shoulder hard, then fell to the floor with a loud crash, shattering. "Get out!" I snapped back to reality, realizing what they were doing. The First Embrace: a vampire bit a human on the neck and drained a human's blood to mark ownership, then fed them vampire blood, turning them into a vampire.

Not now. I was trying to tune it out, trying to focus on what Anthony was saying upfront. Then she started whispering in my ears, sounding so eerie making me winced. I tried to close my ears, and my eyes but it suddenly appeared in front of me. She looked deviously at me, blood was coming out of her mouth. Her eyes were black, her skin has veins and cracked all over making her looked scarier.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

If I moved the knife, he would die on the spot. "Ember. Possessed", Jordan sputtered out, blood coming from his mouth. Seth and Carter had pushed Franklin and Ruby, with pack members holding them down. Their eyes were still black. I looked back up and Ember's eyes were blue as she looked down at Carter. Her body seemed to spasm and her eyes turned back to black. " Finally, the ritual is complete", she said in a raspy voice. Her aura was red. This was not Ember. War had managed to possess Ember's body.

She could feel it pouring inside of her in powerful waves while she drank his blood with a wild fervor that surprised him. When she’d taken all of the blood he dared let her have, he gently pulled her away from his neck and held his torso over hers so that his deep violet eyes could look into her emerald green ones. “We’re one now.” He slowly moved his manhood in and out of her as he licked the remnants of blood that oozed from each nipple and then said, “You please me in bed. This is good.” With a sigh, he added, “As much as I’d relish doing this again, a deal is a deal. You will remain in bed in the reclining position so that my seed does not spill from you while I take my people to resc

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]

My howls turned more agonizing as I went into a bad place. And then, miraculously, the wolf stopped as his entire body came crashing down on top of me. I yelped from the impact of a grown man’s full weight hitting my body. Once I recovered, I opened my eyes to see Alex holding an entire bloodied vertebral column with his claws, clearly ripped from the wolf’s body. I instantly pushed the dead man off me and sprinted away as Alex threw the vertebrae away and held off the other three wolves, one of whom looked like he wouldn’t get too far as a bloody puddle formed under him and he eventually turned human, dropping to the ground.

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

his kick sent fresh waves of pain shooting through me, forcing a low groan from my cracked lips. I tried to rise, but my body refused to obey. The wounds that laced my skin felt like they had just been set aflame, each one a burning reminder of my weakness. I wasn’t like them—like him. Without a wolf, my body couldn’t heal properly, leaving me vulnerable to every cruel act. And Benson? He swam joyously in it. I know you're wondering how I got myself in this situation right. I'm Ember, the mistress mute daughter to the late Crescent Moon alpha.

She could hear Slate’s voice. “Shea!” Denver’s worried voice also reached her ears before her eyes turned pitch black and the veins around them turned bluish purple. Her elongated claws were so dripping with poison that created smoke as they reached the ground – as if they were burning it out. She was out of her own mind as her sleeping beast awakened. She let out an evil laugh, sending shivers down everyone’s spine. And before she knew it, everything just went black. *** POV: Denvereaux Thorne