Bloody Slash Novels & Stories

The soot-stained snow of the valley didn’t melt; it drank the blood of the High Council’s elite until the pristine white plains of the North looked like a map of broken veins. The silence that followed the massacre was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic, agonizing drip-drip-drip of crimson from the edge of Silas’s obsidian broadsword.

It's hunting. "Kael!" I scream. "Above you!" He looks up just as the massive creature dives, its talons extended. He tries to dodge, but he's a fraction too slow. The talons rake across his shoulder, tearing through leather and flesh, and I feel the pain echo through the bond like it's my own. Kael goes down hard, blood streaming from the wound. And something in me snaps.

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

"...I will use you." --- An alarm blared. Evelyn raised the Arclight gun and pulled the trigger. The silver bullet exploded, creating a blinding flash of light. Callen dodged quickly, his staff glowing. Two energy forces – holy blood and black blood – collided, exploding into a blinding white orb. Evelyn was thrown back, her back crashing into a glass pane. A container shattered, red blood spilling out like a living river. Callen stepped forward, his voice echoing through the room.

They fight with vengeance, with hatred. Howls split into the air, the forest drowns out the whimpers. The ground swallows the blood that spills. Teeth tear into skin, claws rip apart flesh.Wolves zip past, paws pounding the sand. We hunt, chase, kill. It’s chaos, and it’s madness. From the corner of my eye, Macy shields a young Delta with her body, snarling, while Rio takes down two rogues at once. The chorus of our pack’s howls spurs me forward, refusing to let anyone fall. Then, I focus on the rogue I’m chasing.

I refused to let up, pushing past the searing burn in my shoulder. Finally, one of the ethereal slashes connected, tearing a deep gash across the Scourge's torso. It shrieked—a sound of pure agony that was Cassius's signal. He exploded into motion, his blade a silver blur that severed one of the creature's legs in a single, powerful stroke.

Everyone merely watched as it cracked. A second later, a pitch-black blade shot right at Raul's chest at blinding speed. To end the battle quickly, Fane used the laws of space on the Broken Soul Blade, speeding it up even more. Raul never expected that the Blood Moon Slash, the technique he harbored great pride in, would lose to Fane's technique, and so quickly at that. He did not have the chance to react at all as The Blood Moon Slash failed to mitigate the Broken Soul Blade for even half a second before it shattered and disappeared into the air.

He held his sword and let out a cold chuckle. “Time to die, you b*stard!” Masao’s sword was emitting a bright light once again. The crowd was shocked to see the sword flash again before their eyes. It was faster! Stronger! “Lone Slash!” Masao felt vigorous. Not only did his speed increase, but his movements were also much faster than usual. Swish swish swish! Countless white lights formed together before charging right toward Harvey York. Without a doubt, Harvey would die if those light beams were to make contact with his body.

The first force she used on the witches must have been from the sun, but it was weak because it was setting, but now that the moon was out, she had strong magic to use. It took a while, but we killed all the evil-looking wolves. I was in awe at the level of massacre around us. We did not lose a soul. This was exactly what happened during the first attack, and I looked at my mate, who was howling at the moon. Everyone copied her and did the same. "The battle is over," Ashria told me through the link, and I ordered everyone to return to their homes. The Bloods were left to clean the mess since they did not fight in the battle.

Then he pointed to the sky and shouted, "Blood Shadow —— Wheel of Sky!" In an instant, the dark clouds rolled, and the strong winds shrieked. A huge Full Moon Bloodied Blade appeared in the sky. It was like a bloody sun, shrouding everything beneath it. The bloodied blade flew one round in the crowd, and an instant, blood was splashing, and bodies were flying. Countless of the Orthodox Path people were either dead or injured.