Novel & Cerita From Blood And Ash Series Book 2

Damn. “Yes. I see that. Drink.” She commanded. Her words were so close. I could feel her breath fan my face and soon after her cool skin against my lips followed by a warm liquid. She pressed harder when my lips did not move. “Drink,” she repeated. This time I parted my lips slightly, just enough to allow the smallest amount of the liquid in. Blood. Her sweet, intoxicating blood that quenched my thirst like nothing else before, replenishing some of my energy almost instantly like the drug it was. My eyes shot open and I grabbed the arm that pressed against me pulling her into my lap at the same time taking more of her blood as if I was dehydrated. I needed it and she didn’t fight me.

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

he swore, looking into my eyes. "I trust you," I repeated softly. A heartbeat later, his fangs pierced my flesh. The initial pain didn't last long, giving way to feeling dizzy and limp. Ash sank his teeth deep and drank fast. His strength grew as my blood loss continued, and I could feel it in his tightening grip on me. My heartbeat faded, and my feet could no longer feel the ground. Soon, Ash supported the entire weight of my body, and my eyes began to close. He sucked my blood harder, as if he became intoxicated by my taste. I started to drift away, losing my awareness. My vision blurred. My heart slowed down, and I wasn't sure if I was still breathing.

I don't know how long we searched and just when we were about to give up, I saw a red book which lay about the stacks of books and just like others this book was also Dusty. The only difference is that it is red in Color which is different from the colour of the book around it. I went over and picked it up and it read, "How to eliminate a forbidden soul" "Ashley I think I found something similar" I gestured to her to come over. After she came over I opened the book to see what is inside. ~~"Just like I saw! There will be blood shed and someone who is not of this world will bring chaos. And this is why I made all necessary preparation for when what will happen will happen.

Whispered voices filled the air, faint and echoing, too strange to understand but enough to send chills down my spine. Ash lifted his hand. His nails darkened, lengthened, curved—like demonic blades born from darkness itself. “Don’t move,” he ordered quietly. His hand took mine. He didn’t rush it, like this moment had to be felt fully. His fingers were cold but steady as he opened my palm and gently pressed it down on the glowing symbol beneath us. With a quick, sharp motion, his demonic nail sliced my skin. The sting spread immediately, but somehow it wasn’t as bad as I’d expected. My blood trickled out slow, warm and red, dripping onto the floor before Ash bent down.

“The Blood Pact can’t be undone. You cannot escape your fate.” Darian, who had been silent until now, stepped closer to Asha. His face was tight with determination. “It’s trying to control you, Asha. Don’t let it.” Asha’s eyes locked on the creature. "I know," she said, her voice barely a whisper. She could feel the shift in the air, the oppressive magic that clung to the walls. The creature wasn’t just a physical threat—it was tied to her lineage, to the Soulbone that now coursed through her veins.

Ash was thrown backward, his body hitting the ice floor with a heavy thud. "Ash!" Rhea shrieked, struggling against the invisible weight pinning her to the altar. "Are you okay? Talk to me!" Ash scrambled to his feet, his breath coming in ragged, whistling gasps. He held his hands out in front of him. The skin from his fingertips to his wrists was gone, replaced by a raw, blackened char that shimmered with violet embers. The "cold-fire" had eaten through his flesh down to the bone in a matter of seconds.

He said as he feel an excruciating pain. That's right. Ash is a demon. I remember from the information I read in a book that when the moon is full the blood lust of the demons gets stronger. The blood lust of the vampire demons is quite strange at the time they can’t drink blood on the full moon they can weaken that they can die. So every full moon the demons always have blood ready. Pureblood like ash is human he needs unlike others who can already have animal blood. Only when the moon is full does Ash need human blood. I need to do something. Instead of following him, I came closer and his shout got louder. I saw that he was weakening. He had to drink blood. I equaled him. "Here," I said t

Shadows curl at his feet like snakes. To my right… Asher. Wearing the silver and storm-grey of his house, his eyes burning, wild. His hands are covered in blood. Not his own. His face is torn between pain and fury. And I… I stand in between them. I don’t know how I got here, but I know I don’t belong. My fingers shake at my sides. I try to speak, but no sound comes out. Only a choking silence. Aaron steps forward. “So it’s you,” he says, voice like a hiss of wind through steel.

He stood before me, naked and blood-streaked, his eyes burning with a protective fury. "Let them come," Kael rasped. "They’ll have to walk over my corpse to get to her." Darian spat a mouthful of blood onto the ash. "A noble sentiment, Varynx. Let's see how long it lasts when the Blood Moon rises and her power turns into a poison that rots you from the inside out." With a sharp whistle, the Nightfang vanished into the mists, leaving us alone in the freezing dark. Kael turned to me, his hands shaking as he reached for my shoulders. "Asha... your eyes. They’re still silver."