Borderlands 3 Bloody Harvest Novels & Stories

'Ten Mini City Blue Hill is the closest to Moon Valley the land was once owned by the werewolves clan called Bloodline. Blue hill was once a beautiful land with green plants and animals but when the goblins took over the land. It became a wasteland Because of the goblin's toxic blood. The land is filled with hard rocks weird shaped. The air Is filled with poison gas dark cloud gloom over the land the smell of a dead decaying body also lingers in the air. Skelton's bone is stack on top of one another. The bones are from the creature that the goblins ate.

Blood flooded the front of her body and her white hair was now dyed red. The only thing they could do now was to wait until the people who were going to pick them up realize this mess and came before the situation really got out of hand. Without any lighting, the place looked very tense coupled with the female vampire who had lost control of herself and was filled with thirst. The seconds seemed to go by so slowly. And when the people, who supposed to pick them up, arrived, in two black vans, which then stopped right in front of Kyril and Dom, a person got out of one of them. Someone they didn't expect at all.

“I’m fine. Just… a little tired.” But deep down, I knew it wasn’t tiredness. It was something else. Something darker. Third Person POV – Bloodshed Pack The night was thick with smoke and the iron scent of blood. Warriors dragged the injured back to the safety of the camp while others prepared for another wave of attacks. The northern border lay in ruins, claw marks tearing across the trees like scars that would never heal. Inside the council hall, Alpha Matteo stood at the war table, his eyes locked on the crude map before him. Red stones marked their strongholds. Black ones marked the rogues. And now, black stones outnumbered red.

Our bond seared, agony flooding my chest like I had been torn open myself. “No!” I shrieked, forcing my way through. Lucian dropped to one knee, blood pouring from the wound, staining the earth. The champion raised its claw again, ready to finish him. The world narrowed. I didn’t think. I didn’t choose. I unleashed. The Harbinger fire exploded from me, gold laced with black. It roared across the field, swallowing the champion whole. Its scream was unearthly, shrill, before its body crumbled into ash. The remaining enemy wolves faltered, scattered, some burning where they stood.

Brothers shouted, coughing, dragging bodies out into the yard. The stench of smoke and blood filled the air, thick and choking. And through the chaos, I saw Knox standing by the gate, a gun in his hand and a smirk on his face. Beside him, men I didn’t recognize, Reaper colors stitched into their cuts. My heart dropped. He turned just enough for me to see the glint in his eyes before walking away, vanishing into the smoke like the devil himself. “Knox!” I shouted, but my voice drowned in the roar of the fire.

Prince Evan butt in. "The mountain spirit said there's a bordello in the small community beyond this forest. There, we will find a man named Orion. We can ask him about a wine called Blood of the Wise. That is what we need to please the magical healer." "But wait. Bordello?" My brows furrowed when I realized what word was used. "Oh. Sounds like a good place." Prince Evan smirked. He exactly knows what to expect in that kind of place. Probably because he's a regular or what.

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

Mission complete boss. Love, Alec. • "I turned around for 2 seconds and I heard a gunshot. I looked and saw Alec on the floor, gun in his hand and in a pool of his own blood." Lilith told Malakai in a lifeless, void and empty voice when they were in the hospital. Her words would stay with him forever. Lilith had lost, she was defeated by something so heartbreaking but as simple as death. She lost her life. A piece of her died too. And it wouldn't ever come back.

And like that, Kirou spent the next few hours with the group, working on the corpses. ******* Blade Warlord just returned to the forest when he, along with the other members of his guild tasked with hunting monsters within the forest received an urgent message to speed up. At first, he was confused about this as he distinctly remembered that the group of harvesters he left weren't even able to deal with the piles of corpses the hunting squad had dropped off earlier. It was only after making some checks with the nearby members that he found out that roughly two hours back, Manager Shiroa had brought a player with her to the area to help with the operation and now they were short on time in pr

The Blood Gate was responding. "Phase Three," Thorne’s voice crackled through the external speakers, a smooth, polite poison that turned the sulfur sting in the air into ice. "Harvest now. Collect the remainder." I didn't think. I couldn't. I lunged forward, my right hand clawing for the hilt of my silver-alloy blade while my left—already senseless and dead from the previous trial—hung at my side like a leaden weight. I tried to throw my body over Leo, to be the shield I had signed my life away to be.