Novel & Cerita Dexter: New Blood Synopsis

The lobby door unlocked with a click. I took the elevator to the 12th floor and found Dexter's door at the end of the plush hallway. Before I could even lift my hand to knock, the door swung open suddenly. Dexter stood there, glaring as usual - but something was very wrong. His face was deathly pale beneath its perpetual five o'clock shadow. Dark circles ringed his bloodshot eyes, and he seemed unsteady on his feet. As our eyes met, he rolled back in his head. His body went limp and began to crumple forward.

Just when it seemed like he was about to slip away, Damien appeared, grabbing hold of Dexter and pulling him from the water. Ana and Charlotte emerged, panting heavily, as Damien dragged the battered and bloodied Dexter onto the riverbank. Dexter coughed and sputtered, his leg hanging at an unnatural angle. "It's over, Dexter," Damien growled, his eyes burning with fury. "You're coming with us." Dexter let out a pained laugh, spitting blood from his mouth. "You think this is the end?" he rasped. "This is only the beginning." Ana moved to Damien's side, her claws extended and ready to tear Dexter apart. But Damien held up a hand, stopping her.

"She didn't even know I was her true mate." I stepped forward but didn't speak. What could I say to a man who seemed like he had lost the only thing that mattered to him? I was bracing for him to go berserk and strike, but then, behind him, a strange sound caught my attention. Branches were cracking, and I also heard careful steps punching into the soft earth. We turned and saw Dexter emerging from the shadows. His armour was clean. It had no bloodstains, dirt, or sweat marks. He stood tall, refusing to fade into the background. He didn't look at Xavier. Didn't look at me or Zordon. His gaze fell straight to Kendra's lifeless body.

"My son was bitten and I have to take him to the hospital to get a tetanus shot. You need to pay for it" Looking at how shameless Brock was, Dexter was angered. "Get out of here with your son before I lash out. Otherwise, you will have to bear the consequences!" Brock could not help but flinch under Dexter's chilling gaze. Dexter did not look like someone he could afford to mess with. After much consideration, he left with Tim resentfully. After they left, Dexter picked up the ball and handed it to Eden. Eden looked at him with admiration. "Sir, are you a policeman?"

He raised her up with his hand, her feet leaving the ground as he held her in midair. “Please,” Her eyes watered as she looked at Elora to save her, but there was nothing Elora could do. She was already weak and Damon was trapped with Dexter’s power. Dexter smiled as his claws elongated and pierced into her neck. Blood gushed out immediately, staining her clothes and his hands. She struggled but she was no match for him. He clawed deeper into her neck until he drained the life out of her and her body went limp. When he was done, he dropped her on the floor with a thud and smiled at Elora.

After hearing the commotion, he rushed over as well. The moment he saw me, all the color drained from his face. Peeking out from behind him, Sheila leaned forward. She had just finished crying in front of Mom and Dad. Her eyes were still red as she spoke in a soft voice. “What is wrong with Harriet?” She stared at the blood on the floor. “That blood is not fake, is it?” A moment later, she let out a small laugh. “After all, Derrick pretended to have ALS for three years. Maybe Harriet resents us and decided to fake fainting with some stage blood to scare everyone.

Strength, control, danger—it emanated from him like smoke from a slow-burning fire. Leonardo DeMarcus. The neighboring Don. A man with whom we’d never had conflict—until the rise of new families forced our hands. This contract was necessary. A shield against war, a reinforcement of power. Venice had been ours for eight years. It would remain ours, but only if I sealed this deal. His smirk cut the air as I met his gaze. “Little Xena, requesting a meeting with me. A bold move. Who’s to say the Cambinos haven’t offered me a better deal already?”

Dexter said and Muna just furrowed her brows as she waited for him to talk. “ I told you before I'm not innocent because I had my hands stained with blood of the past ” Dexter continued and Muna narrowed her eyes as she finally got a hint of what Dexter was trying to say. “ Are you talking about the war that happened years ago ” She asked. “ Yes... I told you I killed a lot, Ryder did and Jayden did killed a lot of people, both witches, vampires and humans it was so bloody everywhere but the only thing I didn't do was to kill a human I didn't have the heart to do that but I did kill other kinds so my hands is stained with their blood same as Ryder and Jayden and every other werewolf ” Dexter

I started looking for Linx, but he was no where to be found, moreover, I don't know if he shifted back to his previous form, or he's still in the form I last saw him, I had some bags of blood I took from the hospital, I quickly took a bag secretly, I gulped it all, soon enough I regained my strength, I quickly vamp sped round New York in less than 10 minutes with the aim of looking for Linx, but all was in vein I soon retired home with hope that he had returned, but still no sign of him, where as he gone to? I wondered within, I asked everyone if they spotted Linx, but the answer was still no, I handed over the bags of blood to my fellow vampires "I've long waited for this, hmm smell good, t

Damin – POV A knock on the door jolted me awake from my stupor. “Come in.” “We have two bad news,” Dexter said as he walked in. I frowned. “What now?” I didn’t want to sound annoyed but couldn’t help it. It’s been three months, and I haven't been able to sleep or eat, all because of Stella. “Alpha Altair is dead,” Dexter said with a frown. “An assassin from the Night Angel killed him.”