Bursting Forth Of Blood Novels & Stories

Ethan suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The bright red blood splattered on the cold, smooth floor in front of him, shocking to see against the pale tiles. Droplets scattered, spreading outward in a crimson pool. As if all his bones and strength had been drained away, he collapsed completely forward. His forehead pressed heavily against the ground, his body curling in on itself. Tears mixed with blood from the corner of his mouth, messily covering his face. Red and clear drops mingled together, dripping onto the floor. Immense pain and regret like towering waves completely submerged him.

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Hurry and find your body sooner so you can enjoy saving that brats’ life I discharge the pressure in the direction of the giant and I hit it! Well, it’s not a surprise. I’m the great Lina after all. Blood forcefully come out of my body, I cough it and red liquid came out of my nose and eyes. My head spin and my vision doubled. It’s just a one offense attack! This body can’t handle hard labors ha?

I gasped, clutching my chest as I fought for air that would not stay in my lungs. “Miss?” Thraia’s voice sharpened in panic. I turned to her, but her face had already begun to blur at the edges. “Thraia...” I heard myself whisper. A brutal pressure surged upward from my stomach. I slapped a hand over my mouth. Too late. Something hot spilled through my fingers. I looked down. Blood. My knees buckled, and I caught the edge of the table just as another gush forced itself from my throat, thicker this time, accompanied by pain so savage it felt as though my insides were being torn apart one organ at a time.

I took Axil's palm and tapped my finger lightly against it, watching as a dot of blood appeared and trailed onto my hand, absorbing itself into my skin. I used the podium as the center base of the barrier and knelt down and placed a hand against the wooden surface, feeling my magic boiling inside of me due to the drop of Axil's blood. I allowed that magic to bubble forward as a stream of hot blood suddenly erupted from my fingertips and dove themselves into the wooden platform beneath us. "Ashes to ashes Blood to blood Surround the masses Bring forth the flood Blood rises above all Yet seeps beneath the feet Trap these bodies within the wall

She shut her eyes and began muttering an incantation under her breath. The room shifted—the air turning gloomy and oppressive. The droplets of blood from her hand floated into the air, breaking into smaller, glimmering spheres. They pulsed like tiny hearts. “That Bitch! She is making use of blood magic,” one of the still alive Vampires muttered behind me. I barely had time to register the words when the vampire who spoke suddenly let out a strangled scream. His body contorted, growing grotesquely larger—skin stretched too tight over muscle—until he… burst.

As I watched the car tear down the road, my heartbeat matched the speed on the screen. Then there was a loud bang. The driver jumped out to look. The footage shows two adults lying on the ground, and the victim's baby had been tossed a distant away. There was blood everywhere. It was so terrible that I almost couldn't watch. Charles and Freddie wiped at their eyes beside me. Then, unbelievably, Maeve said they weren't dead and backed the car up to run over them again. When the relatives saw that, they went completely berserk. "Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill them both!!

Noah let out a deafening roar, shaking the heavens and the earth. Eerie and mysterious blood-red patterns emerged on his body, faintly glowing. These blood-red patterns seemed alive, flashing with each beat of Noah's heart and breath. He opened his eyes, and they radiated a crimson light.

I was saying but screamed in pain, I can't describe the amount of pain I felt I touched my belly and my palms were welcomed with blood, my BLOOD He stabbed me with his claws, and I could feel my life slipping out of my body Blood gushed out of my belly like a dam which was restrained from flowing for years, granted freedom Raising my head up slightly, I could see my intestines falling out, I screamed, knowing fully well, that there was no way I would escape death Opening my mouth to talk was something impossible, as I could taste my own blood slipping out of my mouth "This is the your end Sarah, and don't put the blame on me, you're cursed, there's nothing I can do other than standing up for

Jessamine Pain bursts in the back of my head, reverberating through my skull, and I cry out as agony ripples along my spine. The ground rushes up to embrace me, and I crash into it hard enough to rattle my teeth. My fingers curl in the snow as I breathe heavily, trying to push myself up, but I find that I can't. I can barely see past the wall of black tainting my vision, and the coppery smell of blood--my blood--blooms, blocking out every smell.