First Blood Novels & Stories

***Henry*** The first thing I felt was the pain—sharp, blinding. It hit me like a freight train, tearing through my side and pushing every breath from my lungs. My vision swam, everything hazy and distant. I tried to move, to force my body into action, but it was as if my limbs had been replaced with lead. I blinked, struggling to focus, but the world spun around me, and the smell of blood, mine and Henry’s, burned my nostrils. My hands were trembling, slick with crimson as I pushed myself up, my body protesting with every inch of movement.

Aro had informed me when they claimed the place that it came with a seer circle, many of whom had been their longer than they could recall, watching the flow of time, waiting for their rightful rulers so they could resume their duty of warning against threats to the supernatural world. “The seers believe that the first vampire is turning entire towns.” He continued, pulling me from my thoughts. “They aren’t sure why; their sight was clouded by something other. Something they’ve never seen before.” I felt my blood turn cold. If the vamp we had lost was truly the first in existence, his resistance to our methods of killing vamps would make sense. Now he was rampaging through the country, turni

He cupped my hands and I can feel that he is shaking. He is shaking? Wait that means that he is also afraid? “I never thought that I can finally release myself from these frustrations and worries that burden me since the start. I never thought that this day would come and I can finally tell myself that it’s worth it having you as my first love. I wish it can call love” I said and I saw his expression change. “First love?” he said shockingly. “Yeah, why” I asked because I am confused. Luckily there is no more people around or I will get more embarrass because Oliver is not letting go of my hands.

" I tugged my hand out of his grip and walked away. Stupid ass, how could he just be so plain with it, Ugh. "Emma I was joking, stop walking away from me." He shouted running up to me. "Can't you take a joke?" He chuckled. "No, because it's not funny! Tristan, I'm a virgin and-and i-I'm really scared. I don't wanna make the wrong choice." I looked down at my bare feet. "I know you are. I'm really sorry, but I promise to make your first time amazing and special. Just think of how good it'll feel when I'm inside you and you are not able to breathe properly because of the pleasurable pain.

Asher take the spoon from my hand and place it in front of my mouth . He slowly feed me the warm soup and gave me the medicines. After few minutes , the doctor arrive. "Hi Faith , My name is Eric ,I am your doctor." He smile at me warmly. "Hi." I replied. " How are you feeling?" He asked. " My whole body hurts including my head. I don't remember any thing and it make me frustrated." I complain to him. "Well for the pain there are painkillers and for the other issue we need to perform few tests." He said.

"Stop! Stop this at once! This is madness!" Maya's arrival interrupted Taylor as he tried to force the medicine down my throat. I fell from their grip and hit the ground, coughing violently. My mouth filled with the taste of blood. Maya surveyed the scene and sighed heavily. She helped me to my feet. "Adrian, are you alright?" I forced out a few words. "I'm fine." Maya's whole body trembled. She looked at me in disbelief. "Adrian, you can speak now?"

And as his character trait, Alexis opened it by introducing them with each other. “This is Albert. A first-year zoology student, who also happens to be my roommate.” He was pointing towards Albert in stupor when he did the introduction. It’s only been a month of orientations and getting-to-know’s that he really had no other thing to say about his roommate, so that was it. But he had way less things to say about her date, so she just let her introduce herself. “I’m Margaret Bishop. 1st year nursing student.” With the pleasantries out of the way, that was how Margaret and Albert resumed their lives: as unknowing people who just met.

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

I still remember it like it happened just yesterday, it's plain as day in my memory, the first time I saw Melvin Cross, the love of my life; I was a three year old kid who just got lost,I wandered the streets of California for days, I had just arrived there from Seoul, where I lived with my Asian Mother, I had never seen my father and I didn't even know I had a twin sister and my Mother's face I could barely remember, I was just a three-years old kid, lost, scared and hungry as I have been wandering the streets for three days, I was so hungry I thought I was gonna die soon, all I had on me was a locket necklace, which I remember my mother telling me not to loose it, I cried and cried, but fo

For what felt like an eternity, the corridors echoed with the brutal symphony of war — the crunch of breaking bones, steel clashing, and ragged horrid tears of flesh. And then — cutting through the chaos like a beam of light — came a sound unlike any other. It was a cry. Soft, yet sharp enough to pierce the heart. It echoed through the halls, reverberating throughout the castle walls and beyond. It carried through the smoke and blood, through the pain and darkness, threading warmth into the cold air and for a moment, every heart stilled. The first baby had come into the world. The physician carefully lifted the small, squirming bundle, his voice trembling as he announced, “The first one is h