In Cold Blood Chapter 1 Summary Novels & Stories

The blood in my entire body boiled as if I was bout to explode. I shook my head again and staggered into the bathroom. Then, I turned the tap and washed my entire body with cold water and attempted to wake myself up. The cold water rush from the top of my head to the sole of my feet. I could not suppress the restlessness and could only use my hands. Author’s POV: The servants were all silent as the grave. They couldn’t believe what they saw before them. “Oh my God! Did Mr. Carter do that with Miss Tina?”

"We need someone to infiltrate enemy territory and extract a vital piece of intel. You are the best fit for this assignment, but you have the right to refuse." After reading the document, I looked up. "I'll go." "Have you thought it through?" His gaze was deep. "This isn't like the other assignments in the past. There's a very real chance you won't make it back." "I've thought it through," I answered. "My parents didn't expect to come back either." … The night before departure, I went to the flight squadron to do one final inspection. When I walked past the Hall of Honor, I noticed the lights inside were on. Hence, I pushed the door open and went in.

Fear was for people with something to lose. One lunged, but I was faster. The blade sank into his eye socket before he could even scream. Blood gushed over my hands, warm despite the freezing cold. The others hesitated for just a second, long enough for me to grab the dead man’s coat and run. I didn’t make it far. The black convoy appeared like a phantom at the end of the alley. The lead car rolled to a stop, its tinted window lowering with a slow mechanical hum. That was the first time I saw him.

Without warning, without hesitation, Alexei pulled the trigger. The gunshot was deafening. The man's head snapped back. Blood exploded from the wound, splattering across my face. It was warm and sticky. His body hit the floor with a heavy thud. I stood frozen, trembling as blood dripped down my cheek. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't scream. Alexei had just killed a man right in front of me. Again. And this time his blood was on my face. "He is not one of my men," Alexei muttered under his breath. He stepped over the body and looked at me. His green eyes were cold.

To have that yanked away was a physical mutilation. Her vision began to tunnel. The cold was winning. Her breaths came in shallow, ineffective pants, fogging faintly in the cold air. Is this how it ends? The thought was strangely calm. Not in battle, not in glory. On a cold floor, alone, because a boy said no.

My hands are cold in my lap and the silver behind my eyes is asleep. “No,” I say. “That wasn’t me.” I had not burned. My hands were cold. The silver was banked. I was sitting still in a dead room and it saw me anyway. The first timer did not start in the trench. It started here, on wet concrete, with Sarah's screen going white and my bones trying to be quiet.

She was a little mouse, scurrying through the walls. She heard him before she saw him—the faint, rhythmic breath of a man utterly calm while committing murder. He was in the study, his silhouette a jagged tear in the green-tinted darkness. Robbin squeezed the grip of her handgun, but she didn't fire. A gunshot would alert the rest of the team waiting outside. She needed to handle this quietly. The Wraith was a professional; she needed to equalize the environment.

Why do people always stab knives in my back when I trust them? My face was stained with tears and my eyes were swollen. I can’t see it but i felt it. Suddenly, I felt cold, it was freezingly cold. And why not? I was in a room with dead bodies, they are purple due to cold. And this place is owned by a vampire, the cold bloodsucker. “Shivering? From cold or fear?” his voice bangged in my brain. “What do you want? Leave me fucking alone….” I cried.

Devon POV The steering wheel felt cold beneath my palms, but it was the blood—Nadia’s dark, drying blood coating my forearm that felt like lead. Every time I shifted gears, the blood scent filled the cabin, a sickening reminder of the beast I had become to end the nightmare.