Hot-blooded Novels & Stories

The crowd erupted in cheers for her as I grunted in pain. Dropping the books I had been holding, I turned to confront Charlotte. She stood there, arms crossed, smirking at me while the students laughed at my expense. Blood trickled down the side of my face, and tears began to well up in my eyes. Yet all I could see was the blood, and with it, a surge of rage welled up inside me—an unexpected power I had never tapped into before. “Looks like someone wants to cry.” she taunted. No! At that moment, I was beyond simply upset; I was furious. Goodbye to the shaken Olivia June.

Anita’s Pov The heat blazed beneath my skin, relentless and suffocating, like fire spreading through my veins. I pressed my back against the wall, desperate for its coolness, hoping it would offer some relief. Yet, the stone was as warm as the air around me, failing to quench the fire burning inside. Every nerve in my body felt raw, exposed, tingling with an energy I couldn’t control.

“Tonight we prove them wrong.” Stepping alone into the neon-lit backstreets, Maverick felt the old city’s pulse thrumming against his eardrums. Rain began to fall in quicksilver beads, igniting the pavement with frantic sparks of light. As he wandered, the memory of the council’s passionate proclamations clung to him: songs of revolution, promises of glory, dreams of ancestral dominion. Yet beneath that fervor, his heart stirred with uneasy questions. He had been raised on tales of Delacroix’s triumphs—feasts around marble pyres, blood-red banners unfurled atop moonlit ramparts—but had never witnessed a celebration without the tang of violence. Could true honor be found only in conquest? Or

He groaned, images of her tied up, begging for him to fuck her flooding his mind as her warm mouth closed around his cock. (THE END)

His head throbbed, pulse quickened and blood flowed through each of his veins at the speed of light. His body was burning in fury just like the dry dead branches burned caught in the flaming fire. Burned till the monstrous flame extinguished at last satisfied by turning the branch into ashes.

,, He licked his lips unknowingly and she was speechless just hearing him Silently "Blood ! I want their blood who were thinking to have you" ... ,, His voice was shaking because of anger and he was thirsty for their blood who were desiring of her "Strong ! Colour of Vermillion is red and its strong enough to change the fate of people"....... ,, Abhimanyu's hot breathings nearly made Taapur to stopped breathing and her heart was pounding crazily in her chest while listening to him "Danger , That now , here , at this moment I'm losing my sanity" .... ,, His voice was thick and velvety . She squirmed and His eyes roamed at her again

It burned hotter than ever, filling her with nothing but anger, bitterness, and the need for revenge. Show quoted text

The fabric ripped with a harsh, violent sound, exposing the jagged, blackened entry wound on his shoulder where the necrotic poison had entered his bloodstream. I didn't hesitate. I pressed my bare palm directly against the sluggish, dark flow of his blood, pushing down hard against the ruined muscle to stem the bleeding. The contact was a shock to the system. His blood was unnaturally hot, possessing a lava metallic sweetness that burned violently against my freezing skin. It wasn't just a physical temperature; it was a biological current.

I pushed Arisa and the kingdom as far back in my mind as I could. I engulfed myself in my demon's nature. I gave in to the pure feeling of hatred for and revenge against my uncle. My demon ached for blood, his blood. I felt my eyes burn and my fangs reach my bottom lip as my bloodlust began to consume me. The farther I let my human side go, the stronger I became. I was fighting like I was meant to, without mercy or remorse. I felt like this is exactly where I belonged, what I was meant to be doing. I felt whole.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.