How To Get Rivers Of Blood Katana Novels & Stories

“Boss!” Tall, has a strong build, and is damn hot in his white long sleeves that are unbuttoned from the first three. The black suit is draped stylishly to his shoulder. Black pants and leather black boots. The black mask that covers his face, red hot ombre dyed hair, and a pair of blue eyes, captivating and hot. He draws a sinister smile after a smirk. Walking towards the bunch of still-living thugs. He then crouches down, holds a person’s unconscious state, and disappointedly slaps his face before asking for alcohol and a handkerchief that he then and quickly commands with a gesture to burn.

The light illuminated the dark forest, blinding the two attackers directly in front of her. "Get out of the way," Rhea snarled. The first attacker lunged, his poisoned blade aimed directly at her throat. Rhea didn't flinch. Her heightened reflexes, amplified by her awakened wolf, allowed her to see the strike in slow motion. She pivoted to the left, caught the man's wrist, and twisted until the bone cracked. He dropped the dagger with a howl of agony. Before his companion could strike her from behind, Rhea spun on her heel and delivered a powerful, silver-infused kick to his chest, sending him flying ten feet into the deep, freezing current of the river.

The minute Hada starts to chant a slight wind picks up as she lifts her arm’s palms up . My Mother starts to join but i notice my mother is chanting something different , both have their eyes closed . The small gold dagger that sits at Hada’s feet starts to rise as she continues to chant even louder . The dagger makes two cuts, one in each palm , as the blood starts to gather in her palm Hada opens her eyes and tips the blood onto Kurats forehead . The minute the blood hits his face it begins to hiss and bubble as though being dropped onto a piece of hot metal .

I came carrying several sharp knives, along with a lighter and kerosene oil, with the determination to burn Katrina alive. Guards stood at the entrance, they were vampires. I had no fear of them because I was a pari, capable of handling them effortlessly. I step out of the car and swiftly killed the three vampires by stabbing them directly in their hearts, one after another. Two more vampires came rushing toward me. I pushed one aside, but the other seized the knife from my hand. As he was about to stab me, I held onto the sharp weapon and blood slowly trickled down my hand. Extracting another knife from the back pocket of my jeans, I plunged it into his heart, ending his life.

She nodded at Marcel with a smile, expecting her reward as promised. Marcel raised his chin, he moved his head to the left with his body at a spot and said to the ladies “Give it to her!.” A pale skinned woman walked out from behind the ladies with a briefcase at hand. She walked up to the lady, she went on her knees and opened the briefcase. She pulled out a katana, and in a matter of seconds a bald man ran through the shifter's heart. Blood gushed out of her mouth, she pulled out the blade and licked the blood that stained her katana.

I grab a handful of hair and yank it out. Simone gasps, but otherwise doesn't show any outward signs of pain. I let her go and sprinkle the clumps of hair over the bed, then I reach into my jacket and pull out a pocket knife. “Hold out your hand.” Why?” “I’m going to cut you. I’ll heal you after, don’t worry.” “Can’t you bite me?” “No. Your blood will…incapacitate me. You know that.” Sighing, she holds out her hand and closes her eyes. I quickly slice into her hand, and again the only sign that she's in a pain is a soft gasp. “Spread your blood around,” I order.

'SWISH’ the sound of the katana swiftly cutting through his meat echoed. 'THUD!’. I then opened my eyes, looking at the unbelievable sight. His head was on the floor with blood oozing out while his body fell in another direction. I swallowed hard on my saliva as the Katana slipped out of my trembling hands.

I repeat without missing a beat. I bring the knife into my hand and let my shaky hand bring it up to my left hand. I wrap my hand around the blade and quickly pull it out of my fist. Blood dropped off of my palm and into the water. My blood swirled with his and it was only half way done. I had watched this happen before when my aunt had become Luna of the Nirvana Pack. Titus and I now have to complete the blood oath.

Charlotte looked at her, puzzled. "What is it?" Charlotte asked, still pressing the napkin to her cut. Katya took a deep breath, her mind racing. "It could be locked under a blood spell. Maybe just like how Mother hid Arthur's memories so that only someone from her lineage could see them, she hid the language so that only her blood could unlock it." Charlotte's eyes widened with understanding. "You think our blood is the key?" "I'm going to try something," Katya said decisively. She reached for a piece of broken glass on the floor and, with a quick, determined motion, sliced her hand just enough to draw blood. Charlotte gasped, but Katya was resolute.

Yellow fluid mixed with blood snaked through the cracks in the tiles, forming a thin stream. She extended a finger and wrote a crooked “regret” in the river of blood. Then, her fingertip went still. Rio glanced back just once, then immediately gagged. While gagging, he pulled out his phone and pressed the live-stream start button. Then, he said in a sickeningly sweet voice. “Folks, brace yourselves! The most tragic scene on the planet. Start sending in donations!” Just as he looked down to adjust the beauty filter, a wave of scalding heat swept over him from behind.