Novel & Cerita Kickstarter Blood Rage

Oh, boy! I'M IN! "Kirk!? Aren't you going to do it for free!?" "Assassins don't work for free, Agape/Clive/Sexy Baby." I, rather WE, said. We looked at each other. Shit. "YOU'RE ASSASSINS!?" Crap. "Shut the fuck up. So, what if we are? C'mon, name the price. 5 hours left. We won't do anything unless you name the price." Rampage said as he roams his hands on Sexy Baby's body.

They immediately crawled up to the ground and forward. Niko saw the incoming Reapers. He stomped on the ground and the rocks flew around him. He then pushed his hand forward and the rocks rushed like arrows,. hitting the Reapers rightfully on their nasty faces. They shrieked and snarled forward. There are Badbloods who were still above the trees, too scared to go down. Kebin waved his hand and the wind suddenly became solid. "Faster!" He said to their trapped comrades. The Badbloods unhesitatingly stepped into the solid wind and they drifted towards the village.

Someone brought me a white hooded robe, but I refused to collect it. "What is the meaning of this?" I asked as politely as I could manage because I felt hoodwinked at that moment, but I did not want to come off as offensive to anyone. "The Uprising," Janet's mother, Kendra Lawson, said, and I swallowed. She pushed up her chest with pride and looked around her, then cleared her throat to speak. "The Bloods have plagued our lands and oppressed our people for eight years now. It is time to say enough is enough and take back what is rightfully ours," she said, and the other moons hailed her words.

Deliberate. Mia. I step back and look at it, heart pounding, mouth dry. “Blood still counts,” I say quietly. And then I start planning how to burn everything down.

He roared angrily, his blood boiling in rage. "Kill me, Alpha... Don't spare me, please. I deserve to die!" The man went on his knees and pleaded. "Yes, I should fucking kill you! I should make you pay with your life for not being able to carry out a fucking simple task," He yelled, then ran his fingers through his hair and threw his head back. His heart pounded against his chest, his blood boiled in rage, and slowly, he clenched his fingers into a tight fist, slamming it on the desk for the umpteenth time, cursing under his breath.

“Alpha Victor of the Blood Moon Pack is preparing to attack the vampire lands. I thought you might be interested in helping… to settle some old scores.” He snorted. “And why should I care?” I tilted my head. “Didn’t the Vampire King slaughter some of your own? Brothers? Sisters? Their bodies left to rot near his borders? Strung up like trophies?” His eyes darkened, jaw tightening. Good. Pain was the doorway to rage ,and rage made people stupid. “Some of your pack still hang from those trees, Lucian. Torn to pieces. Eaten by vultures. And Kael did nothing to stop it. Maybe it’s time for revenge?”

These rogues had become pure fighting machines. Gray and Orathe activated the Dyess family's inherited Gift - Blood Hell. They could control the blood of all enemies in an instant. Gray enjoyed making enemies' blood vessels burst, causing their demise, while Orathe turned the enemies' blood into countless tiny blood arrows, piercing them from the inside out.

Rage erupted inside me like a volcano. My jaws locked, and my fingers tightened around the short tumbler. How dare he?! In a swift violent motion, I hurled the short tumbler at him, watching it jam into his head before he could dodge it. I never miss. Satisfaction flowed in my veins like lava as blood gushed out of the spot that was hit, soiling his shirt. The marvelous sight pleased my eyes. My blood roared like wildfire as the urge to charge at him like a savage beast slammed hard into me.

"The human girl Kate, give her to me." My fist clenched as rage caused my blood to boil. What the hell is this fucker all about?!