Bloodivores Season 2 の小説・ストーリー

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

I leaned forward, locating the artery between her earlobe and collarbone with my teeth as my other arm hooked around her back. Both her pulse and her breaths began racing to an all-time high as I settled partially under her jaw, fangs pressing against her neck. Her choked cry filled my ears as my fangs pierced into her skin. She probably would have screamed if her circumstances were different. Her grip tightened on my shirt as I shifted forward, allowing her blood a place to escape. I couldn't stop the purr resonating from my chest as her blood first hit my tongue, nor the hum of pleasure that races through one's body when taking from a live host.

Turning her body around to face Kyra, she said, “And now, I’m afraid I can’t protect you all alone.” * In Arkadia, the Lifeblood Coven are having a big celebration after Kyle had returned with his men and the news of how they had killed the ones who would have brought an end to their immortality spread amongst them. Their leader, Aamon requested for an audience and the vampires all gathered, filling up the hall they were in and some flew above. Cheerful noises filled the room where they are until Aamon raised his hand and the noise reduced.

She's like a drug, if you don't touch it, it's fine, but once you get it, there's only one way to die. Raising his hand as if to grasp something red, eyes red and hazy, Owen said: "I'll tell you to someone who doesn't know love, when a vampire loves someone, there are two things to that person. always yearn for the one you love.First is sex, second is blood.And the thing about making a guy fall at your feet, I think Brawen will do better than I expected.You keep your eyes open. see Ryder. Even if Brawen's blood doesn't kill Heidi, I'll use her as a net to catch Heidi." The hovering hand tightened slightly, at the same time, a night-hunting snake just crawled past, leaving only a dry skeleton

That’s why she couldn’t tell if they were telling the truth or just pranking her. Vivianne comes into her mind and without a second thought she speaks. “D-don’t tell me you’re drinking human blood?” “If needed.” “What about last night? Are they—” “Animal blood. I’m hunting animals in the forest,” Calvin said straight to her face. “When I say, if needed, I will drink human blood if the war is there.” “I told you, there is a vampire in the house also, Lirah,” Joanne said with a straight face.

Vera's body convulsed and crumbled to the forest floor, her eyes staring into the void. Damien, witnessing his companion's demise, hissed with rage and desperation. He launched a final, desperate assault, fueled by his undying thirst for power. But Marcus, empowered by his connection to the forest, met him head-on. The clash of their forces was cataclysmic, the very ground beneath them quaking with the intensity of their battle. With a mighty swipe, Marcus sent Damien sprawling backward. As the vampire scrambled to regain his footing, Marcus seized the opportunity. In one fluid motion, he drove a silver blade deep into Damien's heart, ending the vampire's existence with finality.

Visenya spat out. "Don't you get it?!" Victoria raged. "There are hardly any animals left out there!" Visenya was at a loss for words, the weight of the situation heavy on her shoulders. She had nothing more to offer Victoria and her kind. She couldn't surrender any humans, nor could she provide live animals every month, risking the starvation of her own people. This was precisely why she despised vampirism—it carried an insatiable appetite for blood, and only blood.

Nathan said. “Can we just put an end to it's pain already?" Eden said, as the animal was showing signs of extreme dehydration. “It was a good run my friend, time for it to end." Kyle said softly to the deer before dishing out a killer bite to it on its neck… The three brothers all fed off the deer's blood then suddenly stopped and became in a state of alertness. They weren't alone, they had picked up scents of another vampire, vampires. Even though they haven't seen the other vampires yet, the brothers were able to guess just how many they were. Six in numbers and they could also detect they are Newly Born vampires. All these through their scents.

"We aren't running, Emma. We’ve come too far. If your brother is the beacon, then we’ll just have to shut off the power." "Wait," Vincent’s voice echoed from a nearby shadow as he materialized. He looked paler than usual, his obsidian eyes darting toward the falls. "There’s more. The Void-Weaver... he’s not alone. He has a battalion of Hollow-Wolves. Shifters who have been completely drained of their souls and filled with the gas. They don't feel pain. They don't have mercy." I stood up, pulling the violet-and-silver cloak Alessia had woven for me tighter around my shoulders. I looked at my Kings, at the wild wolves of the Deep Woods, and at the two tiny lives I was carrying into the heart o

I open my mouth to ask what’s next when twenty black SUV’s pull up all around us. Marcos and his men “I have to escape these fucking vampires” I say exhaustedly as car doors begin to open. Seb stares at me intently for a moment probably trying to see how serious I am. A second later he has the answer he’s searching for when a spark crosses my eyes. I’m very serious “I think I can help with that…” . . . . . . 💿 Disc 2 Theme : Escape Sub Theme : Attempt No 3 . . *2 years later*