Novelas y relatos de Kin Coldblood

He's lying there lifeless in a pool of his own blood, his white polo shirt ripped off at the chest and fresh blood oozing from what looks like a fresh wound around the left breast. My heart stops beating for a moment as I throw myself on his body, picking the murder weapon which is a Ceska pistol and throwing it beside him.. Placing my ear on his chest, I feel his faint heart beat and my face lits up. I try resuscitating him without minding the blood....that's when the unthinkable happens.. Sirens rent the warm afternoon wind! It was a set up! A damn fucking set up! It's already too late to redeem myself.

This scene was like a movie wherein the police officers chased a criminal, tried to save two teenagers, and maybe get big cash rewards from their wealthy families. Out of nervousness, the kidnapper speed up the gasoline so he could escape from them. The kidnapper didn't notice the truck speeding up on their way and the last thing they remembered was the car crashing and rolling on the busy midnight street.

He was pale as a ghost, and his heart had stopped beating. He was already cold as ice. Meanwhile, the sounds of bragging from Wayne's room hit me like a sledgehammer. "Ms. Stewart! Shouldn't we have the doctor check on Frank, just in case?" "Josh’s son is as worthless as his life. He won't die that easily." Jessica's voice was soft, but it cut through me like ice. "Just take care of yourself. If he dies, the Stewart family will have one less problem to deal with.

Warm enough to make her refuse to open her eyes again. Meanwhile, Kevin realized that he had arrived at the Raltz area. An area is covered by a pile of snow, making white the dominant color in any corner. "Are you cold? I forgot you're human," he said casually as if to hint that he was a vampire. The woman weakly shook her head. Kevin looked at the woman's face. Her face was a little dirty but she had beautiful skin. Her reddish-brown hair looks very beautiful. And her neck... there must be some delicious blood in there.

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

Lucas was puzzled he couldn't believe he had slept with a total stranger, with his personality and all he found it strang and funny all together. Lucas has a cold personality, he is especially cold mainly to the female gender , thinking back in time, his father Mr Isaac lost his precious wife during childbirth while Lucas lost his mother at a very young age of five . Because of the experience he had to go through and also watching how his father was devastated at that period of time , that was when he said to himself that he wasn't going to have anything to do with the female gender because of fear losing something dear to him.

It threw me off. The fact that he was a silver blood, I scrutinized his appearance in the photo, there wasn't any resemblance to Hannah or her mother, no distinct silver-colored hair, he just looked like an average werewolf. I had seen his wolf a couple of times but it was just a normal brown color, nothing special. When they found out that he was a silver blood, they took him along with Melissa, but they didn't find anything in him. The gene for a silver blood was there, but it was dormant, it could only be expressed in females, and so they killed him, labeling him as waste.

He said, smirking at him. “What do you mean?” Aaron’s forehead lined with confusion and impatience. “She’s not as clean anymore, I fcked her, you know. It was fun, taking someone's virginit-” Aaron couldn't take it anymore, his rage bled through his fingers to the trigger he just pulled on Alexander. Alexander kneeled on the ground as the bullet hit his muscles deep in his right leg, another shot and the bullet was now in his shoulder as well. “You don't look very clean right now, Guerra.” Aaron said looking down on bloody Alexander who was heaving and holding the railing for his life.

Half way there, the smell of blood became overwhelming. It smelled mostly human, but I could smell the blood of a wolf, too. My eyes widened and I ran. I burst through the doors and the scene before me was shocking. Kwen stood covered in blood. One hand was clutched around something resembling fleash, the other, she held that same man's still beating heart. On the ground in front of her, laid a man with a hole in his gut and hos throat missing. Her golden green eyes looked dead. I watched as they slowly turned an icy blue. I was shocked. Her hands frosted around the items that belong to the dead man. I gasped, backing away. The ground beneath her feet began to freeze over, making its way to

By now, Freddie could feel the hatred in their eyes. "Before this trial has ended", Carl said. " the state will prove that Freddie Rawlings cold bloodedly murdered Anna Gustav by drowning knowing fully well the poor Lady could not swim. We shall prove beyond a shadow of doubt... " Carl kept his address short and to the point then it was the turn of the Attorney of defense. The spectators in the courtroom watched Brooks Davies as he hurriedly gathered his papers together and prepared his opening speech. With swift strides, he approached the jury box, his manner- one of clear confidence and bravery as he surveyed the courtroom before his eyes finally landed on Carl.