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.

The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom then you come back and rebuild the village starting it knew the older witch revealed to the witch princess Cara and she was surprised But witch mother who is that bloody one the witch princess Cara asked the old woman He who the Vampire King be got his only child Lamia the old witch said out his name loudly He is dead they say the witch princess Cara said He was never dead those words are rumours and lies the old witch said and the witch princess nodded Does that mean I should just watch the witch queen?? The witch princess Cara asked That's right pretend you don't know

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.

Blood and gore decorate the walls and floor until you only see dead hounds. But it’s a futile effort because they keep coming. Not seeing what else to do, I gather the demon power inside of me and let it burst out, lighting up every creature in the room. Fire spreads through every limb, scorching the creatures, walls, and floors, but my body grows weaker as I continue to shoot fire. I don’t understand why I’m so weak. My powers have never waned in such a manner. I realize at that moment that something is wrong. My blood feels like it's boiling, I’m nauseous, and my head is pounding, all symptoms of blood poisoning. Somehow, the hounds injected me with Seraph blood. It’s the only thing that m

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