Grimm Blutbad Novels & Stories

Then she gave the most sadistic grin I had ever seen in my life as she jabbed it into the bitch’s neck. The screams reverberated off the walls. Damn. Dante’s serum was fucking marvelous. We would definitely need to keep this stocked and on hand. Next, Brynn grabbed the blade and held it up so that the bitch could see it. Tears fell from her eyes because of the pain from the wolfsbane. Nobody held any sympathy though.

She must have used a hex. She did nothing to him, Valerie rasped, her throat burning like fire as she forced her head up from the steel table. Her fever was spiking to dangerous levels, the raw, open gashes from the silver whip on her back throbbing violently against the cold metal. His airway is obstructed. He is drowning in his own blood because you idiots have him lying flat on his back. Shut your mouth, Blackwood rat, Grim snapped, pulling a set of darkened, rusty metal forceps from his filthy leather pouch. You do not speak in this compound. I have been fixing up the Iron Claws since before your parents even met.

Please let my sister go she cried Don't you dare say that again cause he can't do me anything Crystal said to Karen No stop it Crystal let's beg him to free us, I can't allow anything happen to you Karen cried Crystal, what a beautiful name that fits the owner Lamia exclaimed Little girl stop crying, I won't hurt your sister I promise Lamia told Karen and she believed him and stand to her feet and smiled at Lamia Lamia loosen his hold on Crystal and she dragged her hand and gave Lamia a bad look You should not try that next time cause it's dangerous beauty, you smell human but always lie about being a vampire I smell human? Crystal asked and fear gripped her

There is no forgiving for someone as evil as him. I flew towards him. The blade of my sword collided against his. Using my other hand, I gave him a heavy blow in his chest. He took a step backward and smirked as if it didn't affect him even a bit. Another sword formed in his hand, now he's holding two-both have miasma of evil. "I really don't want to go hard on you, dear Ophelia, but with your desperation to kill me, I don't think I can just stand and do nothing. Don't blame me for being harsh."

“That's when you haven't seen me go crazy. I was once a monster, a cannibal in its own right. I don't remember why I did it but there was a certain sacrifice ceremony, I was fed cannibals for a long time and this made me gradually lose my humanity. I became a half-man, half-animal, tired and exhausted. My bloodlust began to rise when I saw that thing, which was fueled by greed and hatred…” "It's Greedius!" Hades explained my ambiguity: “As Greedius, you have seen Greedius which means he has risen but is extremely weak, he causes lust and bloodlust in you to rise and that's why due to the man who killed the entire Hill villagers. You have already become his henchman!"

Crimson spots contrasted sharply with its whiteness. Blood... I smell blood... Sweet smell, with the sour taste of magic... Zomzom got a strong whiff. The woman crumpled the kerchief in her hand, eyes glinting with joyful malice. Then, with her other hand, she took a small stiletto from between her breasts, opened her fingers wide and cut herself on the palm. Her own blood soaked into the tissue, exciting the dead man’s sense of smell. The Dark stirred in the air. Greedy and hungry. Not the Dark serving necromancers, but the other, living on Twilight’s lower levels and rarely rising up from their depths.

My cheek stings as the impact of his solid slap. “Where is he? Where’s the abomination?” He yells out, enraged. “Where’s my mate?” I counter. Where is Samael?” Lukan’s smile widens. “I’m sorry to say, little sister, but your mate is dead. He put up a good fight, but even he couldn’t fight the effects of the seraphim blood we injected him with.” A sob breaks through my lips. Seraphim blood is deadly to demons. The right dose would kill him instantly.

He has auburn hair and gold eyes. Standing stiffly, I observe as he strides towards me and gives me a slight bow. “Traeger, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Mathias…” He points towards the men who follow behind him. “This is Mikhail, Azazel, Gadriel, and Isaiah.” I nod my head in greeting. Gadriel and Isaiah are definitely angels. The other two men, however, are different. I can sense that Mikhail is not something I was familiar with. Azazel smells like a demon. Having Lycan senses can come in handy. Azazel smells like ash, which is what we learned Demons smell like. They all smile, but not in a way that tells me they trust me. More like they're taking my measure. None of them speak.

I began craving human blood from the vein. I even bit a girl I was on a date with. Thankfully, I was able to stop─ but just barely. I had to mesmerize her into forgetting. Unfortunately, the craving got worse, and I began having problems squelching my vampire instincts. The most significant change was the color of my eyes. My eyes used to glow blue, but now they glow an odd color. That’s how I know I’m suffering bloodlust. I’ve tried everything I could to keep it from my family. I know that if Alex finds out, he’ll have no choice but to report me to the Council.

"Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world" "You know you really remind me of Adolf Hitler" I laughed in his face. I finally got that smirk to fall and it turned into a sneer. "You'll pay for that b*tch!" He yelled, we stood there just glaring at each other, then that awful smirk returned. "You know that little make out session you and Cam put on was quite entertaining, have you told your mate about it yet. If you didn't I just did. See you later sweetheart." then he walked off. I was thinking about what he meant about the make out sessio