Ff7 Rebirth Queen's Blood Guide Novels & Stories

*untouched. > "She doesn’t know what she carries," the Tribunal had said. > "But she will. And when she opens the final seal, she will become the Hollow itself. Or burn it down." The Reaper’s orders were clear: **Wait. Watch. Strike when the queen trusts you most. And if she begins the ritual—kill her before the crown accepts her.** She reached the north stair. A flicker of movement above. Seraphine. Standing on the balcony. The Reaper smiled beneath borrowed lips.

Even though I’ve been eating well these past few days, since yesterday my body has felt strange and weak, as if something were draining my energy. The queen rises while Marian presses a cloth against my thigh to stop the bleeding. The fabric is soaked in some kind of herb—it stings sharply when it touches the wound. Marian smiles at me, but I notice her eyes gleaming, perhaps from the scent of my blood. Maybe she isn’t as sated as the queen claimed, or the potion wasn’t strong enough. The queen lifts the goblet high, continuing the chant. The other females follow suit with their empty goblets. Then she hands me the one filled with my blood and, with a gentle smile, speaks slowly.

His sources confirmed he would be victorious. If only he could also harvest the blood of the queens, but not until they gave birth. How about the new Vampire Queen? She was newly mated therefore, there was a huge possibility she was not carrying the King's heir yet. Her blood could help him portal to the human world even if only for a few hours. "Get me the Vampire Queen, Ulysses," Uzza commanded with a glint in his dark eyes, salivating at the prospect. "That is not our deal." Lips tightened in disapproval, Ulysses protested.

“Mobilize every loyalist under the Crimson Banner. Issue a global directive no shadows, no whispers, no mercy.” “And if they’re one of us?” Matteo asked quietly. Her answer was soft, deadly calm. “Then they die with the rest.” Lightning flashed outside, illuminating her face the pale, haunted lioness reborn from ash. And in that moment, even the soldiers who loved her felt the old fear return: The Blood Queen had awakened.

The symbols on the ground beneath them began to glow again, brighter this time. “Shadowfen is more than a graveyard,” the Queen said. “It’s a gate. And only the Eclipse bloodline can control it.” Suddenly, a memory slammed into Lily’s mind. A cradle of black stone. A lullaby in a strange language. Golden eyes watching over her as she slept. She gasped, her hand flying to her chest. “I do remember you.” The Queen’s lips curled upward. Victor groaned again, now pulling himself fully upright. “She’s remembering. That’s all we need. Once she unlocks the gate.......”

He pressed the cold edge of the silver blade directly against my bare skin. Victoria watched with a triumphant smile, keeping the flashlight perfectly steady so he could see where to cut. Cassian smiled, a cruel, wicked twist of his lips that showed his true nature, and sliced the blade deeply across my neck. Hot, thick blood burst over my skin, soaking into my clothes and dripping onto the ground. The strength left my limbs instantly. My body went limp, slipping from his grip and falling backward onto the wet dirt. As my eyes slowly closed, the dark forest began to fade away into nothingness, leaving me in total darkness and absolute agony.

Chapter 21 Lily tightly closed her eyes and prayed in her heart that her blood should break the curse. Praying in her heart she squeezed her palm letting out a certain amount of blood to fall on the queen’s head. The blood fell on the queen’s head and it sparkled brightly. The queen’s head sucked in Lily’s blood very quickly letting out the pale blue body of queen to shake violently. Hearing the sound like a quake, Lily opened her eyes and got scared jumping back in fear. Eric caught her before she could fall down.

Blood will flow, and there’s no undoing that. Lia gritted her teeth, her breathing shallow as she forced herself to regain control. She despised the feeling of powerlessness, but she couldn’t afford to lose control now. “Chloe,” Lia said, her voice as cold as ice, “make sure the meeting is ready within the hour. And prepare security—no unauthorized access. I want no surprises.” Chloe nodded quickly, sensing the weight of Lia’s words, and hurried off to fulfill her orders. Lia stood alone in the corridor, her mind racing. The bloodlust simmered dangerously close to the surface, but Lilly’s voice remained a steadying anchor.

Cassian pulled me behind him, but this time I let him. Because something was climbing out of the grave. Not a corpse. Not a wolf. A shadow wearing a crown of bone and gold. The air turned rotten with old blood. The black roses withered. And the voice spoke again, amused now. “Ah,” it said. “The queen’s blood.” Its hollow gaze turned to me. “Come closer, little key.”

… When I opened my eyes again, I was standing on the stage in a formal dress, facing Benedict, whose body trembled before he abruptly shoved me away. Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground. My brother, Lucas Howard, hurried forward to help me up, his voice cold. "How dare Benedict push you!" I bit down hard, forcing myself to suppress the hatred rising within. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Benedict had said as he turned to leave. "Get lost! Don’t think you can stop me from going to Yancy." So, he had been reborn too. Even better. This would make my revenge all the more satisfying.