Cruel Sacrifice Book Novels & Stories

*** ‘I was the first sacrifice by the start of the 21st century…’ I can still recall the day she said that, her eyes oozing with sorrow that even up to this moment, I can still vividly remember. I remember gasping while clinging to the chair at Café del Luna while saying, ‘That’s…so brave of you, Miss Rowena.’ ‘I know,’ she glanced at me in a heartbeat that time. Her story was etched deeper in my memories every time I reminisced about her calm, old voice that radiates the nature of her soul. ‘My father constantly beats me and my mother, that's why I ran away. When I heard from the Offering Team that there is a secret village of elites that requires women to reproduce and marry off to them, I

Rhea epitomized the saying, "A little kindness bred gratitude, but too much bred resentment." She was using my kidney to live, terrified that one day I might come to take it back—so she wanted to get rid of me first. Before I could even respond, the door was kicked open. It slammed against the wall so hard that the glass panes shattered. It was Jeremy, whose face was flushed with fury. He rushed in and struck Rhea across the face. "You wretched bitch! You deceived our whole family, and now you still want to harm my sister?"

Inside are twenty men between the ages of 18 and 50, taken from the village of Crimson after they confessed to the sin of touching my precious gem. Payment from the village for sending me a damaged sacrifice. Looking over at her proudly, I am shocked to see her looking away. Doesn’t she appreciate my gift? It took me all night to find them. “Why are you looking away?” I am confused, and angry. “Are you rejecting my gift?” “Why did you bring them here?” the weakness returned to her voice, making my stomach sour. “What am I supposed to do with…” “Tell me how they should die,” I demand. “Are they not the ones who harmed you, who took from you something precious and irreplacible that was not the

he casually declared, as he nonchalantly took the knife and placed it against the other side of his face. The man trembled with fear for his life, and once again attempted to plead with him, uttering the words "Don, I'm sorry..." However, the sound that escaped his lips was a throat-piercing scream, as he mercilessly opened the other side of his face with the knife and cruelly grinned at him. Blood forcefully flowed from the wound in his face. "Your entire body will be subjected to my knife until you express your preferred manner of death," he said with cruelty, accompanied by a sinister chuckle.

“Yes. Neuroscientist. Experimental treatment. She has what we need. And I will find her.” I remembered the first day of the accident. Three years ago. I had lost someone I trusted more than anyone. My sister was gone in a blink, and I couldn’t stop it. I swore then I’d never be powerless again. And now? Now my brother, my only family left, was lying in that bed, fragile, his life hanging by a thread. And Daniel Carrington, was trying to stop me. Always trying. Always waiting to see me fail. He wanted control, power, influence. And my brother? He didn’t care. He just wanted me to fail.

Celeste exclaimed in surprise. Although Celeste knew that someone was offering sacrifices, she did not know that the sacrifices were living people. It was really too much. “They can sacrifice their own people all they want, but they're using other races instead. This is disgusting!” Celeste said viciously. Celeste wanted to save the woman but had to give up when she recalled that she was powerless.

I made all the creatures and monsters that drowned in the sea of fire that spread all over the world return to their place of origin. As the magic spiralled out of me, I remembered a conversation I had with Vraxlon in the territory of Hyenna. We were talking about the costs for the moment when I would have to read the books I wrote, and that I imagined they were saving my lost powers. I didn't know that not just a human sacrifice would be necessary to free the magic of the book, any sacrifice Valeria. Vraxlon was my sacrifice, and the magic we did was lost in the middle of those memories that were coming back to me as the world took shape again.

I reached out for the dagger, and I placed the sharp end of the knife on my wrist, and I said my request. “Bring Selene back to me.” Every word felt intimate, my insides ached with conflicted emotions as I saw her face in my mind again. First it was an image of her smiling, then I saw her on the floor in the pack almost lifeless, I waved my head aggressively. I needed to focus. The wind became more aggressive now, it tried pushing me down, but I stayed put. ‘Sacrifice’ ‘Sacrifice’ Those were the words I heard in my soul, afterward, I slit my wrist as deep as I could. I let the blood pour on the book, the wind became even more furious, and this time I didn’t have the strength to resist the fo

The heat hit my frozen skin like a physical blow, and it hurt, everything hurt, the warmth and the light and the eyes of the nobles who lined the walls, dozens of them, hundreds of them, all watching, all smiling, all waiting to see what would happen to the latest sacrifice. They dragged me to the center of the room and forced me back to my knees, and the stone floor was cold against my skin, colder than the snow had been, and I stared at the black stone with its red veins running through it like blood, like the blood of all the sacrifices who had come before me, who had knelt in this same spot and waited for the same fate. "The sacrifice," someone announced, and their voice echoed off the h

Two priests in pure white robes stabbed a dagger with a goat’s head engraved into its hilt, right into the hearts of the men and women on the offering table. The offering table, which was slightly higher than hers, allowed her to see the red blood splattering on the priest’s robes. The people in black robes cheered in the shrill screams of the sacrifice. She turned her head away and closed her eyes. She couldn’t bear to watch the immoral sight any longer. “What the hell are they doing?” A feeling of disgust overcame her. Her body shuddered when she heard the painful cries of the sacrifice. “Isn’t this interesting?” Leon asked lightly.