Novel & Cerita Fear The Old Blood

Avisa scoffed, she hated how she had to do extra work because these d*mn vampires could mind their business and assume the sound must have happened because of the wind. The man’s grey eyes had looked at her with so much contempt that he fell unconscious, she had hissed in fear for the first time, danger, he was danger itself. She had felt her skin crawl with both anger and fear, a man that brought fear in her the fear even her father could not. They had left the ship soon after leave the two man out cold on the floor, and to Ophelia’s dismay the had went offshore. Metropolis, a city of opportunity they call, a city a certain siren princess is about to mess her life up at.

She left after saying that. I walked after mom because it had been a while since she had left. Fear caused Cleo to flee. I dashed to the location after hearing my mother's screams. My mother was bloodied on the ground, a werewolf crouching by her, shredding her skin here and there. I stood there in terror and in utter shock, felt like i was paralyzed for a moment, doing nothing except watching my mother get ripped off by a werewolf. I fainted after seeing my mother in that state.

he says, and then I see it. The knife. My blood runs cold. “No,” I whisper. He lunges forward. Pain explodes through my arm. A sharp, tearing pain that steals the air from my lungs. I scream. It burns. It burns so badly I can barely think. Warmth spreads down my skin. Blood. My blood. I try to pull away, but my strength is fading too fast. The room spins. The man tightens his grip again, dragging me toward the door. “Move,” he orders.

"I told him about the blood moon discovery, and we both laughed at the irony because Adam had named our pack Blood Moon Pack. I told him about combining the sun and moon magic, and he was thrilled about it. I was about to tell him about the plotting bloods when he stood up and ran out of the room. I did not know where he was going. It all happened so fast, and I was shocked. I got up and traced his scent. I followed him to the king's quarters. What I saw was terrifying. There was blood at the entrance with three dead blood enforcers. I was in shock, and I began to shake. I walked into the apartment, and Margret stood in her house robe in shock, stained with blood. It was partly her blood and

Alex POV The fair was… for lack of better words loud. Louder than what I expected, everything was so fucking loud these days, my body has not felt like my own ever since I fought that mass of meat, I feel a buzzing under my skin like a thousand flies had laid eggs beneath my skin and they were ready to hatch. On some occasions the rare ones where I wasn’t driving I scratched the itch hard enough to draw blood, but instead of the flies, maggots and eggs I expect to fly out I was just met with a dark red and the sweet metallic scent of blood , the wound wouldn’t even

Fear slid slowly into my chest. Because whatever made that sound,even the Blood Crescent feared it.

The jokes. All gone. For a moment, the only thing I hear is the faint sound of the night air. “K… Is that why you’re afraid of blood?” I ask softly. He doesn’t answer. But I don’t need him to. I already know. If the last thing he saw was his mother dying in front of him—her blood on his hands—then of course that fear would stay. Of course it would haunt him. Anyone would break from something like that. Anyone.

The fear that seeped into his eyes made me feel good. “What….what …is that for?” All feelings drained from his voice except for fear. “What is it for? Pray I know.” In a blink of an eye, I slashed his arm. Deep, but not too deep. Blood flowed out in a systemic rhythm that I was used to. He was quiet for a while, his eyes widened in fear. Then slowly, he turned to look at the place and the sight of blood made him scream. It was not exactly for the pain. He would feel the pain later. But seeing the blood was enogh to drive the pussy nuts.

She marked me. She pulls her lips away from my neck and licks the fresh mark clean. Her lips are tinted a dark shade of red from my blood. Daya spins around and faces Mara, whose face is frozen into a look of disbelief. In one swift motion, Daya swipes the silver blade in front of Mara. A strained gasp leaves Mara’s lips and her neck starts to bleed slowly. She coughs up blood as she tries to breathe, making the slash across her neck more prominent.

She felt that same weakness whenever she lost her blood to him. "No!" She screamed." It couldn't be real." Alaina said to herself as she was trembling in fear. She started throwing all the items present in the slab as she wasn't in her senses. She thought she would get mad if she kept thinking about the past. But her last wasn't leaving her alone. She slightly knelt down with help of wall as she started crying. She inserted her head in between her knees as she was tired of everything. She glanced at the glass broken which probably was of the perfume bottle. She slightly grabbed it as she gulped. She began to move it near her wrist.