Eso Blood On A King's Hands Novels & Stories

Her bones and muscles were starting to adjust to the Blood Thirst demands. Olivier who was the only male child that was made and not born who happened to be another one of the poor vampires who could not grow up but was very powerful served the vampire king, walked over to the King and grabbed Jezzebelles fallen hand. He closed his eyes and felt the immense pain she was going thru.

His eyes were open but unseeing, lost in whatever horror Crown Sight was forcing him to witness. Elowen dropped to his knees beside him. "Corvin. Corvin, look at me." The king's hand lashed out, catching Elowen's wrist hard enough to bruise. His eyes focused, then unfocused again, seeing something that was not there. "You are covered in blood," Corvin whispered, his voice broken and young. "So much blood. It is dripping from your hands, your mouth, your—" He choked on the words. "I cannot tell if it is yours or mine. I cannot tell if you are dying or if I am."

Unless, if he was a psycho who takes pleasure in the pain of other people, there won't be a concrete reason why would he even do such a thing? Having no chance on inquiring Esee directly, she inconspicuously glanced over the King who had no response over his people’s joy in seeing him. His eyes, although tinted in reddish hue signifies of something burdening even though she had no idea why would she know that but when her attention was called to her bracelet that it gave her a chilling effect before it warmed her again.

she said in his head. "I can't, it's a challenge," he replied. The battle raged on fiercely. Elios tore into Rendall repeatedly. The growling and snapping were loud, and Rhiannon could not fathom why was not anyone stopping it. Blood was splattered across the stones in the circle and gave them a surreal look. Large chunks of flesh hung off the king's body and his fur were matted with blood.Suddenly, Lord Elios had the king's neck between his teeth and the clearing was deadly silent. Rhiannon saw the king fall limp. She also heard the loud growl from both the brothers. Elios stood with blood dripped from his massive jaws.

In spite of his vast shock as well as astonishment, he still widely opened his mouth to accept his pretty queen wife’s three drops of blood. Quickly King Randy emitted his dark brown light and directed it towards his queen wife’s left wrist to help her heal her wound much faster. Shortly afterwards, an enormously astonishing, unexpected, as well as unbelievable miracle occurred. King Randy’s whole and entire body was seen shining in dark brown, so brightly as well as dazzlingly. All generals, knights, fighters, as well as soldiers from West Medicine Land were paying attention to what was happening at King Randy Noah’s entire body with their immense awe and also considerable amazement.

“Don’t soil your beautiful garments for my sake, soon to be king. I shall heal.” King wrapped the robes more tightly around Anthony’s wounds. “How interesting. I also thought that you could bleed out.” But I didn’t miss King’s wince. I’d never met anyone who had so much pride in their clothes…or hair. Yet he’d get blood on his robes for an angel…? Or was it that Anthony was now part of his pack? Mischief snatched my hand, pulling me go to Anthony. “Let us see.” King pulled away the robes. When I studied the claw marks, my eyes

"Enough. We are not here to bicker over floral arrangements or perceived slights to our venerable ages. The issue at hand is far more pressing. The blood king has returned, and his presence threatens to unravel everything we have built." A wise-looking Witch, Tina Blackwood, her eyes holding the deep knowledge of countless incantations and the weight of ancient secrets, spoke softly. "The feeling… it was familiar, yet… amplified. Stronger than before. His presence… it's as if he has become one with the very shadows themselves."

Sarah's injuries and bleeding immediately dispelled his doubts. Once the scent of Sarah's blood reached the king's nostrils, Beta Waylen heard the king's beast go berserk. After sending Sarah off to join the other girls in the ballroom, he ran to the garden to find the king leaning against a tree. And he appeared to be having difficulty breathing. "Your Highness," Beta Waylen called after reaching him. "She... Who's she? What is she…?" The king panted as he struggled to understand why his beast was going out of control. His beast has been trying to take control of him since they smelled her blood. But the king didn't let that happen.

He sliced his hand in the air, and a red-like string slashed through the Elite’s body. Their excruciating shrieks echoed in the wilderness before cracks danced in their skin. They all shattered into pieces. Their fragments hovered for a moment till they became ashes that were whipped by the wind. Louise’s eyes widened. He started shaking from head to toe when the king walked toward him. “I-I did nothing—nothing wrong!” he said as firmly as he could. An evil smile carved the king’s face, making his features less human. “Calm, my child, you’ve got nothing to worry about. Here—” He offered his porcelain hands. “—let me help you.”

The next thing I noticed was Xavier holding the driver by his neck, choking him to death. I think I saw the king's eyes change to red with something like fire in the middle. I rushed and opened the car door immediately and stepped out running towards Eda. People that were present stood and did nothing to stop the king except the king's right-hand man who came and was pleading with the king to let go of the poor man "You would treat her, the same way you treat me" Xavier growled "Yes my king!" the driver said in a terrifying voice. Xavier looks terror-stricken right now like he is ready to kill anyone who stands in his way