Bloody Romance Manhwa Novels & Stories

He didn’t make it far before chaos hit the ballroom. Wolves. Not just a few. Dozens of them burst through the far doors in full form. Others followed with claws half-shifted, teeth bared. They weren’t our own. They were fast, brutal—attacking anyone in reach who wasn’t already prepared. An ambush. People screamed. Tables crashed. Wine spilled like blood. I didn’t wait. “Let's do this,” Fang said. It's about time he talked. My claws cracked out of my skin, the shift half-form. My body surged with power as I launched myself into the fray.

He follows, grunting as he fills me once more, collapsing in a heap of sweat and blood. Hours pass like this...pauses for water, soft words whispered in the dark. "I love you, you know," he murmurs once, tracing my collar. Rare tenderness in our twisted dance. "Love you too, boss," I reply, meaning it. In mafia romance, it's blood and cum that bind. Dawn creeps, but we ain't done. One last round: him on his back, me riding him, leash in his grip. I bounce, muscles screaming, moaning loud.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

Her steps slowed when she saw him—them, standing so close to each other that an accidental movement would make their lips meet. He looking into Rain's eyes with an expression Andrea had never seen before whenever he looked at her. His arm was around the girl’s waist and the other in between them...A red rose in both their grasps and blood dripping down from both their arms. Who was bleeding? She couldn’t tell. But she hated the sight in front of her, the fact that a man as powerful as Alexander wasn’t even aware of his surroundings just because of the bitch in front of him. They were both lost in their own little world.

The familiar scent of agarwood floods my senses as his tongue teases my tightly closed lips, urging me to open up and give him access. Reina is reeling in excitement at this contact, begging to be marked and claimed. His lips are warm, mingling with a pleasant taste. My body almost betrays me, yearning for him, but my mind snaps back to reality—this is the man who has taken everything I love away from me. My eyes snap open, and I bite down hard on his lower lip, feeling the sharp rush of victory as the metallic scent of blood fills my mouth and nostrils. He pulls away, his eyes gleaming with rage as blood drips from his lip. I had made him bleed. Again.

Joonjae's eyes widened in shock. Shujin's mouth was covered in red blood while her hands held a half eaten rabbit with its insides ripped out. Upon seeing Joonjae, the woman let out a wheezing laughter and violently bit into the dead animal's stomach, tearing it out with her teeth. "Hwang Joonjae," she giggled, her teeth stained with red blood and limbs. "We meet again."

I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster’s death. “You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?” I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack. “First, I’m not your queen. Second, I will never marry you,” I said firmly and sent him the huge blow of phoenix attack—fire that formed like a phoenix that could burn even a soul.

I said, and he stuck his tongue out at me before returning to his game, so I stole his bag, which he didn't mind, and rummaged through it looking for his phone, and when I found it, I took it out to read the latest update of a manhwa I was reading on his phone. When I finished reading and gushing about how attractive my fictional crush was, I turned to face Leo, my real-life crush. His hair was neatly pulled into a bun, as usual, and he reminded me of my fictional crush Kayden. Isn't it ironic? He was also biting his lower lip while driving. I've noticed that he does this whenever he's trying to focus on something. My gaze then shifted to his lips. Then I imagined what it would be like to ki

Slaughtering the horde of enemies who initially wanted to capture Dave. "This will be the first and last time you see me!" he said sternly and coldly. The small shop where Aleta worked turned into a sea of blood in an instant. The lifeless bodies were lying together in the smell of blood that smelled fishy and rancid. A little of the blood splashed on Aleta's hand. The girl was lying stiff in the arms of the man named Dave. It made her body feel cold and trembling. "What kind of monster is currently holding me!" Aleta asked herself in fear.

She's lying there near a corner, shaking and trying to scoot toward the wall. "Please don't hurt me. Ronan! RONAAAN!" "It's me," I say gently, rushing over to her and removing the bag off her head. A burner phone falls out and lands in the water that's starting to cover most of the room. Ara barely opens her eyes and squints at the bright light I'm shining onto her face. It's a red and purple mess of dirt and blood, and I heave, trying to ignore it. I've had a long time to learn to control my blood-drinking impulses, but when it's flowing so freely out of a human body, it's still intoxicating. Just the smell of it is like a drug.