Kin Coldblood Novels & Stories

Veronica! Rage consumed me as I turned towards Veronica. My eyes, still showing signs of bloodlust, grew brighter with my rage. I could feel a trail of blood dripping down from the corner of my mouth to my chin. Veronica's eyes grew frightened as my gaze locked onto hers. "Veronica, where did you get that needle from?" I asked in a deathly calm voice. She understood that the calm in my voice was used as a mask to hide my own rage. "The organization-"

I feel like I want to throw up. His smile disappeared when he saw my face. He quickly let go of the heart and then wiped his hand with the cloth. Even though he is no longer holding the vampire's heart, I am still sick and shocked by what happened. Is this how they kill? Brutal? No pity? Don't they know how precious a creature's life is? Knox quickly ran towards us but was thrown when he couldn't get inside the shield. He stood up and then wiped the blood from his lips. He looked at Shantelle's Father asking. I am also confused as to well.

Everyone there had this drowsy look on their countenance. "What's happening in my house! Karen care to explain?". The voice of Abhishek made everyone look at us... Karan looks up as well. And suddenly began to cry..he knelt lowering his gaze. It appears that the windows were opened, and the wind came in and blew off the white cloths covering the identity of the person on the ground. Right there we saw pinky lying on the ground, dead. How is this possible? Karan however made allegations regarding her death. Of everything to blame it on.

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

Karina at least buries her face in Gavin's chest so she doesn't have to see the pain being rained down on her ex-mate's back. By the tenth lash, Atticus is grunting from the painful impact, but he hasn't screamed or even opened his eyes once. The air around us is full of the smell of his blood, and it makes my eyes burn. There is so much silver already in his system I am surprised he isn't dead. Whatever Kincaid has done to his son over the years has made him utterly immune to silver poisoning.

says Kyle when the movie comes to an end. The cold bastard used to kidnap college girls after luring them into his Volkswagen, from what I've learnt in the movie, then he would rape them and kill them in cold blood then proceed to dump or bury their bodies. As if that's not sick enough, he would go back to the scene days later and get sexually intimate with the decomposing corpses until putrefaction. That's the true definition of pure evil. "He was a devil living amongst humans. There's nothing smart about his wicked actions, Kyle," I say.

My blood turned to ice. What if Kael had just killed someone?

Every time I saw their faces, the rage boiled, every second they were there in my mind’s eye, they were all I could see… they were my pain. In only a few minutes, I had massacred so many, that all I could smell was myself, drenched in their blood. I couldn’t hear anything or see anyone else, only my enemy! Only those dressed in their black cloaks that were the cause for all that I am now and have become, they caused my madness! At least that is what my head was telling me every time I killed another, then another and more. Another stupid hunter, in my view as I just crushed one to the earth. There he was, still unspotted as he bent on one knee raising his gun to shoot Kiko, Kyan and Lois as

The seven elders sat in a box of black stone above everyone else. The white haired woman stood when she saw us. She did not waste words. “Bring the King.” A gate on the far side opened and he walked out alone. Kaine. I knew it was him before anyone said the name, he was popular. His eyes had no warmth, or mercy. He wore only black pants. No shirt, no shoes and every muscle moved as if it was built for killing. The white haired woman spoke loud so everyone heard. “Kaine of the First Blood. Undefeated. Bonded to twelve Omegas before this day. All dead by his hand when they refused him.”

I saw a monster. A cold-blooded killer.