From Blood And Ash Series Book 2 Novels & Stories

Otherwise, we would have been speaking in front of the front door, blocking it from other patients. “Now, you are going to wipe your tears, and my brave beauty would rise again from the ashes like the phoenix she is. She would rise more beautiful, and stronger. My beauty would know now that anyone, and I mean anyone, who dares try to hurt her or her loved ones would be burning with the flames that are making her stronger and more beautiful. Am I making myself clear, malyshka?” Alessio asked softly. I smiled as my husband wiped my tears, taking his hand in mine and kissing his palm. “Yes, my love, you are”

Besides, I think they're too impatient to do things calmly. "What do you know about this wine called 'Blood of the Wise'?" Judging Orion's expression, there's no doubt, he's willing to tell him everything he wants to know. Ah. The scent of victory.

"I suppose I could." "Excellent. My car is just here." Sinclair waved at the black sedan parked along the street. The lights turned on, momentarily blinding Belishaw. He raised a hand to shield his eyes as Sinclair stepped out of the way to allow him to climb inside. He was halfway in when he was suddenly shoved from behind. He collapsed onto the seat, and something sharp jabbed into the side of his neck. The beast inside him, the one that always surged to the surface when his life was threatened, now sank deep into a dark abyss beyond his reach. The cool leather seat pressed against his cheek, and it was the only relief he felt as a flood of heat surged within his body.

she replied and seethed at Kyle who gave her a hard slap across the face. “There is another thing,” Gazzeus said and rose to his feet. “I saw the mummified body of a young girl. Must have been up to a day since she dried but I noticed she had black blood.” “Black blood,” Aamon repeated in an uninterested tone and used his thumb to rub his forehead. His hand suddenly stopped moving and he shot his eyes wide before standing from his throne. “Did you say black blood?” he asked. “Yes, master. Isn’t it strange that the witches are back after a long time and the Nightbloods whom we thought were no longer in existence are now being used by them?”

He then took her hand and headed toward the door blissfully. I was deeply hurt, and I tried to stop them. However, my son bit me on the arm and looked at me with resentment. “Why can’t I go with Miss Leia? “If it weren’t for you, Miss Leia would’ve been my mom. How I wish that you were dead!” He must have hated me so much that he left a bleeding bite wound on my arm. During the standoff, a fire broke out in the hallway. We were trapped and waiting anxiously to be rescued.

He held her squarely by the shoulders, and looked directly at her. “You must listen to me. I know it is hard to hear right now. But you must focus.” She tried as hard as she could to focus on his words, his eyes. Her world was misting over with a red haze, and the urge to kill coursed through her veins. “It is the need to feed. You need blood. Now. We are in a forest. I can teach you. We can hunt together.” Teach you. Teach you. She tried to hold onto his words. She felt herself being pulled, and before she knew it, they were off into the night.

When the cup was empty, Ash held another cup to my lips, after the third cup I felt full but not satisfied. After a moment my surroundings came alive. I could hear Ash’s fast heartbeat and ragged breathing clearer. I turned to face him. His eyes were shut. “What was that?” My voice sounded labored. “Blood.” His voice reflected mine. I pulled out of his hold and stepped away from him. I shifted my gaze between the empty cups and Ash’s face, shocked. “What did you say?” “You said you couldn’t chew so I had him bring you blood. Don’t worry, it’s not human.” He opened his eyes and looked at me. There was discrete silver in them. “Your color is back and you look better.”

“It should have.” He hesitated. “Because of last night?” She shook her head. “No. Because of what came after.” He swallowed. “What did come after?” Althea lifted her gaze to him. And Luca Ashford—careless heir, charming threat, untouchable prince—felt something inside him surrender. Her eyes weren’t just scared. They were grieving. “I woke something, Luca,” she said quietly. “Something old.” He didn’t move. “And when it looked at me,” she whispered, “I looked back.”

He then went ahead and rolled him over so that he could see his face, and the driver gasped after he realized who he was. "Is this not Alpha Cameron's son-in-law?" He thought the alcohol in his system draining away in the same instant. After he finally came back to his senses, he flew from that place and didn't even dare to look back. Ash was left laying there all alone, and because he was in a place where no one could easily see him, everyone kept passing, letting him fight for his life since he had already lost so much blood. From where Ash had met with an accident, there was a forest just nearby that was always haunted by wolves. A black Lycan two times bigger than a normal wolf with glow

Yet, I kept watching, how he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears once the breeze sent it sprawling over her face and how he smiled so brightly saying some things to her until. A scream ripped out from my lungs. A burning sensation coursing through my wrist, something hot and liquid pouring. My eyes darted to it, the pain igniting every movement I made with the hands. And then I saw it. Blood. “Blood.” I didn't even know when I whispered the words until I felt a shadow kneel before me, and grabbed my hands. I looked up, it was Kael. I tried to let go of his grip but it was firm, not too tight though.