Cast Of Blood Arrow Novels & Stories

Arrows flew from my brother’s bow, their tips glazed with frost. Two wolf guards collapsed instantly—throats pierced, dead before their bodies hit the snow. My brother Vincent stepped over them, robes black, eyes colder than winter. Magic hissed on his skin like live wire. Behind him rolled a carriage of gilded ebony, the Blood Prince’s crest—an imperial eagle clutching a bloodstone crown. An arrow sliced past Seraphina’s ear and sheared off a lock of her hair.

But I knew it would be very difficult to block an arrow from that distance. Jonathan smiled. “This bounty is mine,” he said softly, fingers tightening on the bow. Then out of nowhere, there was movement in the bushes. She rolled across the ground before Jonathan could spot her. In one swift motion, her blade cut clean across his throat. Jonathan froze in disbelief as blood spilt down his chest. The bow slipped from his hands and he collapsed to the floor. Aragon turned sharply. So did I. She stood there, breathing fast, blade dripping red in her hand.

I said to him with a grin. Twenty seconds later I could see his eyes starting to glow as the sky had darkened and he peered out from his hiding place. The arrow went through his throat swiftly and he fell forward without making a sound. The guards on the ground had been a mixture of wolves and dragons and the two on the roof had been vampires.

When they got within range I raised my arm up in the air, signaling for the arches to aim there bows. Once the battle starts Levi will be in charge of the archer team, but until then even Levi followed my orders. I closed my hand into a fist and everyone fired their arrows. The demons began to go into a mad scramble as they noticed the arrows flying towards them. We waited until the screams of dying demons hit our ears before dashing towards the army. The archers stayed back to kill any who got past us and into the castle. Both armies met each other in a loud and thunderous crash. My team spread out and went in different directions. I plowed straight through the army, swinging my sword throu

More blood flows from above her, wetting the strand of her hair so she looks up and what she sees almost killed her from the inside. The man Rosa has come to love has an arrow protruding from his left chest. Making things worst, he collapsed in front of her and the room around her turns into chaos when vampires dressed in black are fighting everyone else there.

“Did ye really believe that a wee thing like ye can kill me?” I open my eyes slowly, and that’s when I see him. At first, I think it’s a trick of my imagination because of how much I’ve been thinking about him all day, but when Julian takes a bit more time to stand up after placing his weapon on the ground, I catch a glimpse of Ethan behind him. He’s soaked in blood, his face, his shirt, and even his hair. Oh, God—has he been shot? Rolan must notice him too because he says, “Ye—”

I growled biting on an arrow and sending it back from where it came. A small knife pierced my paw, fumbling me. These warrior were everywhere, it was hard to dodge the arrows. I ran back, heaving heavy breathes. There was no way to alert Jonah or Jake of my presence. I sighed when I heard footsteps. I was very reluctant to leave without taking one of their arms but then I heard a grunt and peeking, I saw the arrow I threw got someone. The man looked like an older version of Ralph, Black Rose Beta. Older with few years. He was holding the arm the arrow was stuck in.

"Don't just wipe it, girl. Pack it into the track of the wound. Use your fingers. You have to find the source of the arterial bleed and apply direct pressure. Elara, hold his legs up. Keep whatever blood he has left in his torso." I grabbed Dante’s boots, my hands sliding against the leather because they were already slick with his blood. I lifted his legs, propping them against my chest, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. I couldn't stop looking at his face. He was so pale. The tan of his skin had faded into a sickly, translucent gray, and his lips were turning a faint, terrifying shade of blue. "I'm pressing! I'm pressing, but it's not stopping!" Sophia cried, her chest heaving as

He dropped. To my left, Elena spun low and took out two men with sharp kicks before finishing them with her dagger. On the right, Mason had shoved Lily behind him and taken an arrow meant for her. Rage surged through me. I hurled my spear at the archer, catching him in the shoulder and pinning him to a tree. “Daron, to your right!” Elena yelled. I turned too late. Two arrows slammed into my chest. Pain exploded through my ribs. I staggered and fell to one knee, blood already soaking my tunic.

"You muttered something from your father. Now I understand it. You have alpha blood, I can see it in your eyes." She looked away. Talking about her family was something that still hurt her, but she nodded. "It's a distant bloodline. I think it goes back to my grandfather from my mother's side." "But it's not recessive," Kincaid muttered. "It's still in you, lurking underneath your Beta genes." She shrugged and said, "Maybe." Kincaid suddenly remembered his encounter with the witch Sofia, and what she had said to him. She had told him that his destiny was entwined with that of the Bloodwolf of this century, and she had warned him not to leave the meeting.