Novel & Cerita Bloody Monday Manga

Maybe seeing me this way would turn him off, maybe then he would see me for the monster I was and finally give up this pathetic fantasy. Instead, he came closer to me seemingly unfazed, reaching his hand towards my face. I stood there unmoving and without stopping him like my head was telling me to, curious to what his intentions were. My eyes narrowed instinctively as his fingers caressed my chin moving slightly in an upward motion. The familiar tingle followed his movements. I realized he was wiping some blood away that had dripped from my mouth. His fingers lingered on my lips as I watched his eyes glow with intensity and I imagined he was witnessing mine darkening at the same time. I gra

Flashes of silver lights, blinding to my eyes, that's all I see around me at first, then comes the screams from voices…but it's not in the clearing… “I'm not in the clearing,” I whisper to myself, looking down at my skin that now has a translucent hue. “What's happening to me…am I dead?”panic and fear flood my senses but before I have enough time to explore and understand the situation, the smell of blood hits me. I turn to see a lot of women, standing under the blood moon, the same moon that witnessed my birth.

Xavi asked, snapping me from my thoughts. I glanced at him and with my lips pursed, “Let’s go,” I murmured as I climbed into the carriage. It was not truly my business, and the last thing I wanted was to be entangled in this mess. The ride jolted with bumps, but suddenly something swirled into my nostrils, a sharp, metallic, unmistakable smell, like blood. My eyes darted over my body, yet I was not injured, so where was this coming from?

But in the end, none of that had worked. Flipping the page, the images appeared not in black and white, but in vivid color. Pictures of what life was like before the attack, mothers walking their children, people at work, people eating at cafes, kids swimming, and much more. Then the next page showed the grizzly details of what happened when we had truly underestimated them. They had found a way in, getting dozens upon dozens past the security checks, and as in ages past had them infiltrate everyday society. They became neighbors and friends, until that one night on a chilly October evening when the blood moon rose high in the sky. They shifted, the blood moon enhancing their power by threef

But then, it was. The vampire had whirled on her and seized her in his cold hands. Liam screamed so loud that he nearly didn’t hear it. He also didn’t feel his feet move, in the same way that he didn’t feel himself lunge at the vampire with everything in him. The vampire had only sunk his teeth into Lily for a moment as Liam sent the creature falling headfirst into the dirt. He coughed up the dirt, laughing. Liam loomed over him, covered in blood and bruises, with a rage in his body that he had never felt before. “Well that’s new,” The vampire smiled. “A human, fighting me for a mere woman? Hah.”

“Pretty much older than you right now so you’d better show me some respect now.” “Oh, please,” she bent to take a bag from the table. “Well, here’s your actual birthday gift. I ran out of ideas after gifting you gifts every year so just accept and cherish it whether you like it or not.” He laughed and opened the bag, pulling out a white hoodie with splattered paint on it. “It’s warm. Thanks, Jas. No worries. I’ll cherish it.” “You don’t really have a choice,” she took a sit. “Time for my gift,” Steve handed him a bag. “This was all unexpected so I just got you the first thing on my mind.”

Then human again. Kiyomi crawled toward him. Hayate held her back. “You are still bleeding.” “So is he.” The archive doors burst open. Cold night air rushed in. Outside, the blood moon filled the sky. The echoes of my past lives stood across the cliffs, silent beneath it. Raiken’s eyes opened. Not white. Black. He looked straight at me. “Ayame.” I moved. Shigure caught my arm. Raiken’s fingers carved grooves into the stone. “Stay back.”

Kiran suddenly flicked his right index finger, sending a drop of blood toward Shimada. Shimada tried to dodge, but he was a step too late, and the drop of blood landed on his right arm, making a sizzling sound as it was burning through him. Ah… Shimada let out a painful cry. He quickly retreated, covering up the hole in his arm. His eyes were glowing blue as he looked at Kiran in fear and anger. Kiran looked at his wound in surprise as it miraculously started to heal itself. “Is it a monster?”

That broke my heart in a middle piece. Outside, the Blood Moon reached its zenith, deep red and massive, casting the entire spire in a haunted glow. Then gunshots. Bullets tore through the temple's roof. The first hit Rhydan square in the shoulder, but he didn’t even flinch. I blinked. Maybe I underestimated him. The others weren’t so lucky. Screams echoed as chaos erupted. The elderly Liora was too slow to duck, blood sprayed across the runic floor as the bullet hit her neck. Cult members scattered, diving for cover. More bullets flew to the left.