Grimm Blutbad Novels & Stories

he grinds The sight of her blood was defiantly making me lose my mind, I become so dizzy, I can't control myself "blood" I said biting my lips "Save her Rita" "I-i" I can't, i-i have to take blood "I want her blood!" I start fighting myslef, I felt like a mad person, I was helpless I couldn't do it Goblin laughs maniacally Suddenly Caleb appears, he just Frankie lose "Who is this?" A goblin appears in front of him, soon all the zombies gathered him "I told you to come along with"

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

“Just imagine it: I’ve donated my blood three times in six days. Honestly, I don’t think even vampires drink that much blood.” Osmond laughed in satisfaction. “Finally,” he said, unable to contain his delight. He tapped the armrest of the sofa once, slowly. “Our patience has finally paid off.” “Tonight truly feels perfect to me. I’m very happy with everything that happened,” said Paige, leaning back more comfortably. “Not only did I secure my position at Alpha’s side, but I also managed to silence Gamma Naomi and Elder Gwyneth.” Osmond’s gaze turned cold. He scoffed softly. “They’ve looked down on us for far too long. Now, it’s only a matter of time before they won’t even be able to show the

I spit at him, blood flowing freely in my mouth as my wolf tried to take over. “And this…” he took a silver blade from his packet, kneeling down on both of my arms and effectively blocking me from moving. “Is for Teddy and Melody’s unborn baby you murdered you son of a bitch.” The blue eyed monster held the knife against my skin at my neck, covering my mouth to keep me from screaming. I could feel the silver slowly corrode through the skin on my neck, the blade melting my skin like a flame to styrofoam. The most agony I could have ever endured flowed through me ten times over as I slowly faded and then, my world went black.

Rather he and his men saved her. Bright light flooded the room and Rosy pulled the duvet down to see a very furious Sergio glaring down at her. “What happened? Who was that?” She stammered at him. Instead of answering, he withdrew a military knife from his waistband. Still staring hard at Rosy, he slid it across his palm and Rosy gasped in terror. She tried scrambling away from him but he was faster. He caught her by wrist and in one swift motion sliced her palm, droplets of her blood ruining the bed covers.

The ER doors slammed open with a bang so loud her coffee jumped out of the cup. “Coming in hot!” a paramedic shouted, wheeling in a gurney that looked like it’d barely survived a warzone. Sienna was on her feet instantly. “Vitals?” “BP’s crashing. GSW to the abdomen. Lost a lot of blood before we even got to him. No ID, no name. Wouldn’t talk.” She looked down at the man on the stretcher—and her breath caught. Tattoos snaked across his chest and arms, vivid black ink soaked with blood. He wore the tattered remains of a leather cut, the words Hellborn MC barely visible under the crimson smear. His jaw was clenched, teeth bared in pain, but his eyes—

People seemed to equate lack of money with lack of human feeling. If you're poor you were to be treated like trash. Gary Willoughby was the worse sort of asshole when it came to that offense. I don't think he even knew what me or anyone else in my family looked like for that matter and my mother and father had worked for him for years before dad died.

And it only says one thing; to kill. “Long time, no see.” Her fangs are lethal, and her voice is unexplainably spine-chilling. “Missed me?” And Giovanni is here to play. “Not really.” Slowly, she made a slit along Everleigh’s throat, making the latter scream in pain. “But I did miss your sister…” “Everleigh!” Giovanni lost his focus and Lucius did not waste the time to release himself and knocked Giovanni down. But he quickly regained his composure and the next I saw are all preludes of fangs, nails, and blood.

The noise of the undead who craves for raw flesh and the wails of the soldiers that arose to be their prey, forged drops of blood by the spurring of their ripped pieces. Gunshots. Groans. Cries. And apathetic uproars came from the undead. I would be lying if I say that everything around me is still intact and remain unscathed. Fuck it! The surrounding was in the mayhem which petrifies me to the fullest. My limbs were shuddering and my hands forfeited their fuel to hold in the metal that curb me from falling. In a cinch, everything became murky and stench. "S-shit!" I uttered profanity when I plummeted with a loud thud, back grating in the soil. Damn! My back maims so bad because of that fuck

"Oh I see. Then watch how I destroy you and everything you love" " You.. wouldn't " I stammered. "Really" he laughed, "remember who I am-JG". " JG...you're the famous JG" I stuttered hardly believing my ears. "Flesh and Blood.So Freddie, do what's right or else this is going to turn out way more than you expected" he said as he turned and walked away leaving me stunned and confused as ever.