Fushimi Castle Blood Novels & Stories

Lucius and his friends tried to resist, but they were powerless against the strength of the Royal Guards. Alex was horrified to see what happened next. Lucius and his friends were led into a dark and dank room. They were seated on an iron chair covered with wires and needles. Their hands and feet were chained so that they could not move. Then they were made to drink a red liquid that smelt of fish. Somehow this seemed to relate to what Alex had read in Damian's book, so no matter where the belief came from, Alex was sure that the drink given to Lucius and his friends was vampire blood.

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. “First, I’m not your queen. Second, I will never marry you,” I said firmly and sent him the huge blow of phoenix attack—fire that formed like a phoenix that could burn even a soul.

The guy seems to be a spy, "Is he from the castle? He looks menacing. I put Soshi behind me (Soshi doesn't know how to fight). And I go defending him. He pulls out his sword and tries to attack me, I try to dodge him, but he makes a horrible break in my shoulder, he thrusts his sword horribly, I see my arm and the blood on his sword. The man looks at me face to face with a very frightening expression. "See you never princess!" the lord exclaims to me... but I feel in my hand... that I have an arrow. "Good riddance!" I confront him and I embed the arrow all over his bare neck, the man bleeds more than me killing him immediately. He pulls the sword unconsciously from my shoulder and it bleeds

Tradiskano whined. “If not for romance, then what is red for? Even a Febrez like me has no idea.” “Blood.” “Blood? Whose blood?” “The book says, ‘On the day of the glorious red wedding, the forsaken maiden sheds her blood to cover her white dress.” The two men of Febrez opened their lips in awe and tossed for their wine. - “Good for you, retard.” The attic in the palace of Morelli was cold and dark. Cassey who just woke up wiped the blood coming from her nose.

The minute Hada starts to chant a slight wind picks up as she lifts her arm’s palms up . My Mother starts to join but i notice my mother is chanting something different , both have their eyes closed . The small gold dagger that sits at Hada’s feet starts to rise as she continues to chant even louder . The dagger makes two cuts, one in each palm , as the blood starts to gather in her palm Hada opens her eyes and tips the blood onto Kurats forehead . The minute the blood hits his face it begins to hiss and bubble as though being dropped onto a piece of hot metal .

WARNNING: Mention of blood, gore, death body *Third POV* Hearing the flush from the other side along with the running of the tab water, only made him chuckle in response. Just then the door unlocks opening wide Koishi walks out of the door extending both of his hands at Takeshi. "You are back too soon," Takeshi said looking down at his hands the wet red patch over his wrist. Glaring at the red mark upon the white cotton cloth grinning his teeth together.

“We have a dragon.” "And we have a king,” Yamato replied. "How?" asked Fuhito. "My rank is strong as lesser king, that's the current situation." "So, what the two of you do? Do you jump on his back, and the two of you fly to heaven in order to find a clue?” “I don't know." “Heaven? Your family are descendants from the goods, are you not." "Yes.. .descendants…” "Blood..." “You are saying we need to mix our bloods?"

Hope’s eyes darted toward me and I was reminded of a predator standing in front of its prey. A white wolf with its majestic coat covered in blood. “Hope.” I said, softly, so as not to startle her. I don’t know what exactly happened here but I feel relieved that she seemed unhurt. Blood is all over her white dress but it seemed like it came from the geyser that erupted from Ugetsu’s neck rather than her own. I gently walked towards her. She’s still gripping the blade so tightly that her knuckles had turn white. Her hands wet with blood.

Harvey slowly pulled out the sword that Yona Lynch presented to him in the middle of his speech. Along with the sound of a loud clang, the Island Nation longsword that looked like the Muramasa was then split in half when Harvey swung his sword. Red liquid with a foul smell seeped out from the sword’s wooden hilt. Harvey grabbed a torch and threw it right at the Muramasa. Dark smoke started swirling everywhere at the next moment. At the same time, a wooden badge suddenly shattered into pieces inside a shrine on top of Mount Fuji from the Island Nations.

Attached was a freeze-frame from a camera in her guest room. On the perfectly made bed, stark against the white duvet, lay a single, long-stemmed black rose. It was no longer just a message from a jealous brother. It was a declaration of war from the very heart of the family. And it had been placed inside his impregnable fortress. Dante’s phone rang. He answered, putting it on speaker. A smooth, elderly voice filled the van Salvatore.