Novel & Cerita From Blood And Ash Fanfiction

“Proof is the blood already spilled. Proof is the fear crawling through every hall in this pack. How much more proof do I need?” Ashley stood from the bed, reaching toward me. “Kael. ” I was already moving. The anger inside me could not be contained at all. That man I had once called brother in arms was now the hand in the shadows, the rot at the heart of us. “I’ll deal with him myself,” I growled, throwing the door open with such force it slammed against the wall. “Kael, wait!” Ashley cried, fear rising in her voice. But I didn’t wait. I didn’t look back. My chest was burning, my steps heavy as I stormed down the corridor.

Almost coaxing. I spat blood onto the floor. “Go to hell.” Asher’s expression darkened. The next strike came harder. The sound of it cracked loud enough to echo, and this time, my vision blurred at the edges. My body trembled, heart hammering in my chest. I could take it. I had to. Asher’s voice was a whisper now, just beneath the pounding in my ears. “We will find it. And when we do... your precious mate won’t be so lucky either.”

“Like that.” Sirens screamed closer, red and blue slashing through the broken windows, lighting the walls in streaks. Sienna’s gut clenched—cops could mean help or a bigger mess. She dug the vial out, holding it up, the red inside catching the glow. Yours, Sienna. Always was. Her blood, his blood—Dorian’s twisted game, and she was neck-deep.

the doctors words were urgent yet I couldn’t understand how his blood would help me, we were already mated. I watch Daryl’s canines extend and he sinks them into his wrist and holds it against my lips as he had done with all those other women, but instead of droplets, blood oozed onto my lips and yet I couldn’t bring myself to drink it, screwing up my face in disgust. His dark eyes search mine “Ashley please, you have to drink or you will die” and he places his other hand on the back of my head, forcing me to drink.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like I was reborn in new and more powerful body. I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster's death. "You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?" I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack.

Holy shit. "Yes, but I assure you the stories you've heard of both have been greatly exaggerated, except perhaps the fact that they don't get along too well. I'm actually friends with a few members of the London Blood Society. They can be a bit too brooding and melancholy for my tastes, but I like vampires well enough."

“You said that he had used his blood on me to heal? Does that mean we are bonded?” “Well sometimes it’s not a complete bond. His blood is in your blood and then you do have a bond. To be honest Ashley I have never ever seen anyone do this experiment and survive it. You’re the only one. I can’t tell what it would do with you in the coming time. That’s why I want you to let me know any update on how you’re feeling. I’ll talk to you on Skype every week so that you can keep me posted.” She said. Ashley nodded. And then the doctor led her wheelchair out of the room and down the hallways.

He made a move to speak but no words were formed, instead, blood burst out of his lips, splattering against my face. His eyes didn't leave mine, even as I witnessed the life slowly drain from them. A sob grew in my heart, and I let it out. It came out strangled, like a wounded animal. "No...", I muttered out. The blade slipped out of his chest, the sound of bones and squelching flesh loud like thunder in the quiet forest. Asher slid to the forest floor, his back against the tree. Blood was slowly spreading across the white shirt he wore like a rose in bloom, except it was my brother's blood painting that canvas.

“Get your hands off her, Ashford.” “She’s bleeding,” Luca said, still unhurried, still holding her hand like a relic. “But thank you for the theatrics.” He lifted his thumb again—her blood smeared across the pad. “I was just helping.” “If you touch her again,” Noah hissed, “I will stop pretending to be civilized.” Luca shrugged. “You weren’t convincing anyone.” Althea couldn’t breathe, not with Luca’s heat on one side. Not with Noah’s grip anchoring her on the other. Not with the entire room watching her unravel.

I muttered confused when it suddenly hit me I stared at Asher in shock "Yo.....u y....ou you?" "Yes Carmella, both you and asher blood is needed for this sacrifice! " Angela confirmed dropping the bomb on me......!!! TBC........ Please I need ur rating and reviews Please you all should try to drip ur comments on what you think about the story so far