Novel & Cerita Hot-blooded

she croaked. His hand still rose to her face, analyzing every feature while she scanned him, studying every scrape and dirty scuff. Stern features hardened, although his face was untouched. His hands were splattered with fresh, red blood. As her gaze drifted to his torso, she recoiled, the uneven circle of burgundy expanding amidst the smattering of blood. Ripping at the buttons of his shirt, she choked, “You’re bleeding.”

I feel it in the village—children crying again, adults clutching their heads, the ground vibrating like a held scream. Lucien’s reinforcement shudders. I’m still holding. But now I’m bleeding. Not blood—heat. Desire coils hard and tight in my body, no longer a quiet presence but a loaded weapon. The bond surges, hungry and alive, responding to the pressure like it’s been waiting for permission to burn. Rowan stands frozen at the threshold, hands clenched, eyes blazing. Lucien is rigid beside me, control drawn so tight it feels like a wire cutting into bone.

they can all go to hell thats not my problem" my voice echoing off the walls. All of a sudden my face slams into something hard sending me falling back and landing hard on my ass. The sound of a scream leaves my lips as i hit the ground what the heck did i just run into a wall? Looking up my voice gets trapped in my throat fear coiling its way around me like a snake. " Not a wall! Not a wall!" the voice in my head yells as realisation hit me its not a wall but...... a man.No not a man but a... "WOLF" the world leave my mouth before i can stop it. Im still sitting on the floor legs out infront of me when i hear him"excuse me?" His voice is low but harsh, sending chills down my body. The aura

The cold night breeze was soothing to the warm mood between them. “ So, how do you like the food, my love? “ Anthony spoke so lovingly and tender. “ It's delicious!” But when she ate one of the dish served on the table, she suddenly realized that the food was spicy. There was too much chili on it. Her tongue felt like it was burning that she used her hand like a fan. Anthony laughed. “ What are you laughing at?” Danielle was annoyed. “ Sorry, my love. I ordered chili flavoured Caribbean's crab soup. I was craving for it.” Anthony stopped himself from laughing and he got worried about her. He stood up and walked near her. He took the glass of water and gave it to her.

Dregen’s P.O.V The sound of my heart beating frantically in my chest snapped me awake. My eyes flew open, only to be met with darkness so thick that it seemed almost tangible, the acrid smell of burning flesh almost choking me back to unconsciousness. Then it all came back. Killing the true blood, Saratan, and the punishment. Feeling for something to hold onto in the darkness, my hands slammed against the rough wooden walls and I bit back a groan as the pain from the silver seared through me like hot coals. It was torture just to suck in a breath.

He had nice teeth, beautiful blue eyes, and his lips were slightly red, but what made him different and what of course made me decide to classify him as a vampire was his skin tone. He had pale skin, and sometimes when I touch him, he is cold, but Mali is like that too. “Hey fella". I crouch and hug him from behind, patting his hair. Almost immediately, he pulled me forwards, launching me into his open arms, and I was sitted on his laps like a little kid waiting for breast milk.. “Hey kiddo". He in turn patted my hair. He was 26 but he looked like he was fourteen. He was so cute. Someone like him shouldn't be classified under hot guys, he should be classified under cute babies.

He pivoted deftly and decapitated the first attacker before bringing his blade down in an overhead arc and doing the same to the enemy sprawled on the ground; ice-like blood pumped steadily onto the carpeted floor. He spun on a heel, drove two steps, and launched himself off the wall like an angel hell-bent on righteous vengeance. Bringing all of his strength to bear, he dispatched one monstrosity with a blow to the neck then landed and cut cleanly through the midsection of another; bodies tumbled to the ground around him. Rage and adrenaline pumped so steadily through his system, he didn’t even notice to burns on his arm from the splashes of enemy lifeblood. Turning from the carnage, he spu

They were hungry and needed to feed before dusk. "Please, let me go" The prey said to the predator who held her neck tight. “No” he answered. She knew it was too late for that as prince Ivar pulled the v necked of her hood. His curved fangs made a wet slick as they slide down his gums. Then he lowered his head opened his mouth wide and with a groan from deep in his gut, brought his fangs down. Pierced the pale skin and sank the sharp fangs deep into the girls throat.

I went back to the other pages to read it again. Speed, strength, strong senses like hearing and smell, and eyes turning red when angry or… hungry for human blood. It can’t be.

[Ona] My crew parts like a tide crashing against the shoreline as I move through them with the determined steps of a pirate on a mission for blood. This anger isn’t just hot, it's scalding, burning with so much intensity that I’m struggling to maintain control. As I move across the deck, I can hear the sizzle of each footstep as my inner flame rises to flare along my skin.