Bloodshot Comic Novels & Stories

I sprint behind the building. I sniff abd smile over brother Rowans blood. Like a hungry blood thirsty vampire, I lick dry it's contents off my blood. I sigh reliefed. Such cool and smooth antidote it is. I feel it perform it wonders. How it cleanse every venom off my skin. I sigh more. I eyes unexpectedly twitches. It blinks rapidly. My vision blur's. I stagger. Something seems wrong Everywhere goes blank.

Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp. Strips of cloth and bent and broken metal, that just a few hours ago were tents, lay in tatters, skewered all over the ground. Tons of blood stains the dark brown forest floor. Torn pieces of bloodied flesh scattered across our campsite. I can’t help the sigh that escapes my lips. Luckily, nobody is paying any attention to me. “They’ll be okay,” Bo answers, his blue eyes dark with the reality of our current situation. “I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.”

com' I clicked on it, a photograph of a wolf who had been directly injected popped up, invading my laptop screen. The man was dead. He had lost blood from his eyes, nose and ears. His eyes were sunken into his head like a zombie and his hair looked like it had fallen out in patches. His skin was blotchy with white patches all over it, and it looked like giant scabs. All of his fangs had fallen out and his claws, too. I read the caption below it;

Even now, as I lay upon the gleaming white floor of Moose Creek’s medical centre, sedative spilling through my veins and blood streaming from my chest, photos of the futures forking from this moment blinded me. I saw Scarlett stood amidst the dead, the only survivor in a war she’d never asked for. I saw her bent over her mate’s body, sobs wracking through her. Then I saw her fumble for the outstretched claws of a fallen werewolf and use them to slit her own throat.

I said firmly and sent him the huge blow of phoenix attack—fire that formed like a phoenix that could burn even a soul. Although he was fast enough to dodge so he won’t have it bad, the blow was so powerful it still affected him. His left forearm up to his elbow was burned. I smirked. I knew he can dodge the attack, but I also knew there’s no way he won’t be injured. His smile vanished. There was no time to waste, I didn’t give him time to recover. I sent him a rain of arrows blazing in blue flame. Even if he’s trying to block each, I know it’s just about time before he gets hit somewhere.

I follow closely behind Bram and Crow. Crow kicks open the door and we are under fire instantly. I open fire aiming for anyone shooting at me. Bullets fly all around me as grunts from people being hit the floor. I watched two of my bullets connect with a man about my age across the room. He drops the gun in his hands and his eyes lock with mine as he falls to the floor. A bullet strikes hard into my arm making me drop my gun. I drop to the floor behind the overturned couch. The sound of final gunshots rings through the air as the colors start to blur in my vision. “Come on kid.” Bram helps me to my feet. “We’ve got a doctor who will fix that right up. The drive back out to Headquarters seems

I should pay more attention to my surroundings, but my mind is trapped in the past. The sweet scent I feel caressing my nostrils can't hold me in the present. My thoughts drift toward my saddest memory, the moment when I had to forsake love for duty. Alin brought it back with his words. I can't say how much time has passed as I relived my painful memories. The darkness settles upon Bucharest, a half-moon over my head. Thirteen more nights until the next full moon when I can feel truly free again. A man stands still in the shadow between two light poles. Something shiny, polished metal glints in his hand. When I hear the shooting it is already too late to avoid the bullet. I don't have the sp

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

He pulled out a thick needle and shoved it straight into my already shrunken vein. He didn't use any disinfectant and was rough. Bright red blood began to rush through the tube and into the collection bag. As the liquid drained from me, my vision blurred. The cold sank deeper into my bones. My heartbeat slowed to a crawl. Still in Whitney's arms, Cameron cracked one eye open. He let out a cruel smile at me. It was like he was watching an animal being bled out on a hook. I smiled back. It was a smile of release.

Giving small whimpers and yelping to warn her to slow down the small pup glanced back at me and her eyes widened in horror. Turning my head back I lowered myself as my hackles raised at the red-eyed asshole balancing himself on a tree branch above us. “Why isn't he giving off a scent?!” I questioned Stormy. “He is a highborn bloodsucker and that is one of his gifts,” she snarled bitterly as I backed up blocking Sasha. Seeing the glint of metal and then hearing the cock of the gun he held I blocked Sasha. Feeling static electricity growing in the atmosphere I quickly turned to see Sasha glowing completely and shook my head at her right before she burst into a bright supernova knocking me back