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It becomes difficult even to breathe when all that goes on in my mind. This pain will be very difficult to imagine by anybody. life will be very difficult to spend with that person who is like wholf, his eyes fill with lust, who touched you without your will, you are forced to having food with him, sitting with him and breathing with him. Look at the person who did not leave your life to breathe. You are forced to see the person who did not leave your face to be seen in the mirror, spend time with him who ruined your body by scratching it. It's just a Blood sips and life feels like a burden.

Alex and Victoria work together, trying to control Liam, who has become a vicious enemy. There is tension in the air as Alex and Victoria face off against Liam, their colleague turned vampire. Liam's fiery red eyes glared and his sharp teeth looked menacing. In an instant, he lunged at Alex, trying to bite his neck with ferocious lust. Alex had the quick reflexes to dodge, pushing himself aside as Liam lunged at him. Within seconds, the two were locked in an intense struggle. The two men faced each other in the pale moonlight and the once silent forest now bore witness to their duel.

' Ah Yin was astounded. 'My bloodlust was suppressed?' Chen felt even stranger. Bloodlust is a semi-physical manifestation of the entire experience cultivated through death and massacre. Chen, when required, could reveal an extremely vast bloodlust that could simply stun intelligent lifeforms out of fear but right now, it was suppressed by quite a bit. 'To reveal bloodlust in my domain... what kind of comprehension is that,' Ah Yin narrowed her eyes. "You... really don't have any spirit rings?" Ah Yin inquired.

I breathed, the words a brand, surprising even myself, the silent war waged for her attention. My thumb traced the delicate curve of her jawline, a possessive gesture that elicited another soft gasp from her. The primal urge thrummed possessively. Her scent, a heady mix of innocence and burgeoning desire, was a potent aphrodisiac, urging me to delve deeper, to uncover the secrets whispered by her trembling form. The beast within me coiled, not with aggression, but with a fierce, territorial joy.

They must’ve found out that the beast was mated to her…but ‘how’ wasn’t something he could ask himself… What he knew of was the bloodlust that called out to him…a need to eradicate, to kill anybody that came across his or her path with bad intentions. |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|

,Mammon, the sin of greed muttered darkly as his eyes focused on the night sky where a blood moon glowed eeriely in the middle of the sky. "The Tribrid...",with eyes trained on the beast growling at them, Asmodeus purred in her sweet sickly voice. She was the sin of lust and it could be seen in the way her red eyes stared with interest at the female lycan. "It is the most magnificent creature ever",Beelzebub moaned out and flicked her forked tongue over her lips hungrily. Her eyes were alight with mischief as she stared at the female lycan. "I want to have a taste of her after we have her blood"

He immediately raised his hands and said, “I want a vacation!” “There would be nothing of the sort, idiot,” Bloodlust replied in Dark Shadow’s stead and slapped her brother on his head, causing the latter’s eyes to roll comically. Seeing this, Dark Shadow could only smile wryly. While the two were twins, they were vastly different from each other. Bloodlust was a stern Blood Daemon who reflected the attributes of nobility. Even when she tore apart her enemies, her expression remained unchanged. She made one feel inferior just by looking at them, and even Dark Shadow dared not to regard her as lowly.

she soothed. I blinked. "I don't hate him, I just..hate the bloodlust" I admitted softly. I'm not one of those women who give up their entire relationship due to something that a man has no control over. His words hurt me, his actions hurt me, but I still loved him. I still wanted to be with him. Bloodlust didn't come often, once every few hundred years, but overwhelming hate and anger can trigger it. When it happens, the man has no idea what he's doing until it's too late.

I cringed and squirmed, trying to get rid of the burn that intensified with every lash. “Do you see his face? Can you see the bloodlust marring his features? I do. I see it and I see it every fucking night when I close my eyes, the way his eyes beamed with pleasure while he hurt you. It haunts me, you know? It haunts me every fucking day for allowing him to do that to you.”

So divine and tantalizing. I failed to control myself after that and tasted her blood and then I went into a crazy bloodlust. If she was human, I would have killed her. Something seemed wrong with me because it seemed instead of her blood, I lusted after her body more. It was like there was something in her scent that served as an aphrodisiac to me. I fucked her so hard and I didn’t hold back at all. It was like I was watching from the side as my beast destroyed my mate. But she seemed to be enjoying it as she never seemed to tire. It was like she was high on some sort of drug too.