Brie And The Borrowed Blade Novels & Stories

Turning back, she shut her eyes, snapping it open that very minute she swung her saber and heard a loud gasp. Swirling back on her heels she glared at the alpha vampire behind her who grabbed unto his neck as blood spilled out of the opening her blade had caused. He had been fast but not fast enough for the effect of the attack of her blade with the spell on it. Gurgling on blood he fell to his knees. She clicked on a button beside her saber and it morphed back to the cylindrical metal it was. "Not so bad after all? Any last words to say?" He grabbed unto her combat pants, wheezing. His eyes enlarged in pain and agony.

"Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away." I held his hand tightly as Colin's voice faded. Later, Lucien told me the story. It turned out Joyce racked up millions in debt abroad, and creditors came knocking. Colin cut ties with her, refusing to help. Bitter, Joyce set a fire while he slept. He was rescued but badly burned. Hearing about my wedding, he rushed to see me. He missed the treatment window, and his legs were ruined. I was shocked, thinking how hard this must be for Lauren.

I had pushed too much. I turned my attention over to the man underneath me, he struggled to free himself from my grip, he screamed, he pleaded, he cried, but all I could hear was the sound of his blood flowing through his veins. Without any hesitation I sank my teeth into his neck and I just kept drinking and drinking and drinking the warm juice, it was satisfying to my taste and I wanted more and more, I couldn’t stop, I made sure I drank every drop of his blood.

I just made it for you. Elias knocked the thermos out of her hands. Scalding soup splattered across the floor. "Where's the money? I told you to borrow money! Did you get any?" he screamed hysterically. Claire stumbled back a step, tears streaming down her face. "I tried everywhere. Nobody would lend us anything." "Useless! All of you are useless!" Elias grabbed his pillow and hurled it to the floor. "What am I supposed to do now? Just wait to die? Is that it?"

“It is fake, Adrian. We both know that.” He met her eyes across the table. “Then we make sure no one else knows it.” Sophia arrived exactly thirty minutes later with a camera and lighting equipment. “Good morning. Let’s make this look warm and domestic.” Lina sat beside Adrian at the table. Sophia adjusted the lights and gave instructions. “Lean in a little, Mrs. Korr. Mr. Korr, put your hand near hers. Look at each other like you’re sharing a quiet moment.” Lina leaned closer, her shoulder brushing Adrian’s. She forced a gentle smile. “Like this?”

The odd tension that sat over everything like a second ceiling. We were still taking it in when a boy came down the staircase. Around Aaron’s age. He spotted us from the middle of the stairs, looked us over with a flat and unbothered expression, then continued down and walked off without a word. I blinked. The cold aura rolling off that child was identical to the Mr Salvatore. Somehow that was more unsettling than the house itself. Richard, whose name I had caught from Mr Luciano’s brief instructions outside, set the little girl down gently beside her and crouched to her level, smoothing her dress.

Someone's spreading rumors about you online! I tapped the link, and a bold headline filled the screen: [Cold-Blooded Doctor Refuses to Save a Life, Killing Fiancée's First Love to Keep Their Wedding Fund for Himself] The thumbnail showed Jeannie with tears streaming down her face. I leaned back in my chair. "The show's finally starting." In the video, Jeannie was wearing an old T-shirt that looked faded from countless washes. Her hair was messy, and her face looked pale and exhausted. She stared into the camera, crying so hard that it seemed she could barely breathe.

The painted face has run in long, dark tears down the porcelain. I reach out, unable not to, and brush a finger over its brow. The surface flakes away under my touch, leaving a smudge on my glove. It feels sacrilegious to move it, but more so to leave it here, unmarked. I set the thing gently back on its stones and stand, bracing myself on a charred beam as I rise. A sound behind me: boots squelching, measured, heavy with intent. I pivot, my hand moving by habit toward the dagger at my hip, though I know the royal livery well. Sir Darius stands at the edge of the ruin, careful not to step closer without my leave.

You bitch! Faith's face turned as white as a sheet with every word Felix said. She couldn't defend herself, so she could only glare at me with a hateful look in her eyes. I simply smiled at her. The truth was, Faith did give birth to Felix's pup. However, I had switched out their pup for another one a long time ago. Felix was beyond furious. He struck Faith directly in the chest with his massive claws. Faith's agonized cry echoed around the room as she soared through the air and crashed onto the ground in a heap.

Jimmy shouted looking behind him, the door to the packhouse opened and about 150 pack members came stumbling out, most bloodied and bruised, tears of the young pups could be heard, defeat was radiating off them, among them I spotted Acre and Sky acting as though they were prisoners making me smile for the first time, hope finally radiating through me. Once everyone was herded amongst us Jimmy started speaking again "Well, now I guess the show must start" A commotion to my left caught my attention, Brie was sitting astride the rogue that had taken her with a smile on her face and a blade pointing downwards, she slashed at his face making him unrecognisable before piercing his heart then she s