Gaara It's My Blood の小説・ストーリー

He laughed and eyed her darkly. “This half-blooded b*tch doesn't know her place yet, Thomas.” Amara screamed when Isaac started to move his face closer. His fangs were all ready to bite her. She cried for help and shouted Killian's name. The warriors just laughed in amusement. “Who are you calling, huh? Your savior?” Isaac mocked her and strangled her neck deeply. She felt his claw digging deeper into her skin, making her blood flow down her shoulder blades. “P-please...” she tried to speak, but she was almost out of breath.

“Yes. That’s normal. We have now shared blood, and that has strengthened our connection even more. We are bound, Araya, truly in every sense, mentally, physically, emotionally. Your needs and wants are mine. Your joy and pain. You will feel the same for me as well. It was something I would have liked to talk to you about before and given you the choice, but sadly our situation left me no option. I could not allow you to be in a weakened state with what we are up against.” Was he seriously apologizing for giving me his blood which in turn healed me and had me feeling amazing and better than ever? “Please. If I had known this is what taking your blood was going to be like, I would have drank i

What little strength I had seemed to drain away. Just as I was willing myself not to give up, a sudden heat pressed against my face. I opened my eyes to red, glowing against the dark. Gaia. I pressed in, gripping her thick fur. She'd found me just when I needed her the most. I pulled back and saw the streaks of blood staining her perfect white coat. My damn blood, thanks to Suki. "I'm sorry." I only smeared the crimson deeper into her fur as I tried to wipe it off.

Tyr issued a command. Garfield quickly snapped out of his previously cynical persona. He took out a dagger and cut up a wound in his fingers. Then he dripped a drop of his blood essence, which belonged exclusively to Emperor Martyn’s descendant, onto the jade. A ray of light illuminated the entire hall in an instant. Above the jade, a map of the nine gates appeared. At the same time, thanks to the constant urging of the blood essence in the mechanism, the location of the gate of life was gradually determined.

His words cut deep, deeper than I ever thought they could. “Don’t say that. I’m not a traitor. I’m your friend, and as your friend, I am telling you that your father is being sincere. You know I would never lie to you or push my own agenda on you. Garret, your Gamma blood comes from my pack, not the Lunaris pack. That’s why you’re not tied to Mai. Don’t you see?” “Oh my goddess, Raya!” Amaya exclaimed, seeming to come to the same conclusion as I. Raya has to be my fated mate.

“So… you actually use marijuana?” “Who doesn’t?” Gaara grinned. “It’s normal. I’d even bet your father keeps a few grams hidden in his desk drawer. Thinkers like us… sometimes we need the help of narcotics.” “This is insane!” Esther suddenly went pale, as though all the blood had drained from her face.

That memory haunted him and it always would. A lot of shit haunted Gage. Dead bodies didn’t bother him anymore since the first one he saw had been his mother’s. One day she’d been reading him a story and tucking him into bed after Hunter had already gone to sleep and the next day she was in her bathtub, bleeding out as he watched her. ** “Gage … I’m sorry,” she mumbled. Gage stood next to the bathtub and stroked her hair. The blood ran down her arms and mingled with the water. Her nightdress was soaked through and her breathing was shallow. Gage looked into her eyes and kissed her forehead softly.

"Good luck then." Bael fully vanishes from sight. Agreas looks around as he gets stabbed in the leg from solidified blood. He grabs it to pull it out but other jagged ends form piercing through Agreas's hand. He feels a kick from behind throwing him to the floor. Agreas pulls out the solid blood from his leg and throws it to the floor where it turns back into a liquid. "You can control blood?" Laughter comes from all around. "Well, I also have a trick up my sleeve."

Her hands, which had been covering her mouth, came away smeared with blood. Her eyes widened in shock before the realization set in. Her mood shifted from alarm to melancholy. “Heh! It seems the universe is having a laugh at my expense. I’m dying, and I haven’t even had my revenge yet…” Hara and the old man looked at her with perplexed expressions, their foreheads marked with visible lines of confusion. What do you mean, dying? That’s not your blood!