King Of Battle And Blood Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

The need to breathe after each kill. Then I saw Raven. Gods. She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t blink. She moved through the battlefield like she was born for this. Her dagger gleamed red, her claws slick with blood. She didn’t falter. No tremble. No mercy. No remorse. There was a strange calm in the way she fought. Like death was just another dance. For a second, I watched her. Just a second. And it almost got me killed. A massive force slammed into my chest, sending me skidding backward.

Instead, she ran the blade over her palm, splitting her skin open enough, so a small amount of blood was pooling around the fresh wound, and I stared at her, speechless with wide eyes. “Before we return. Let’s make a blood oath. We, the Greek queen and the Turkish queen, will seal our allegiance to one another in blood.” Regan said in a low voice as she passed me the blade. With hesitation drilling into my bones, I accepted the blade and bit down on my inner cheek as I sliced my palm open. Once we had spilled enough blood, we shook hands, cementing our new bond. It felt wrong because I had no right to ally with anyone like I was Quenten’s equal. But I was also so eager to escape that I didn'

“I was, but Emory and Willow asked me to be there for the duel between King Myenas and King Kane just in case he got seriously injured and needed healing.” “Wait. What duel?” “You’ve been asleep for two days,” she answers. “The two vampire kings decided to settle their issues with each other in a one-on-one duel. Your brother won, and King Myenas is died.” “King Myenas is dead? Is Kane all right?”” I run a hand through my hair, trying to process this information. “Why do I always miss the epic battles?” “Kane is fine. He has some minor injuries that will heal on their own. The duel was interesting to watch. It was very medieval.”

He generously offered to send his most skilled and fearless fighters on board his formidable battleship, 'Phoenix's Wrath', to bolster our ranks and strengthen our chances of victory. Queen Bithea was by his side, offering her support and assistance in any way we might need. King Raphael's expression turned serious as he asked, "What will you do if they launch a ground assault?" Niklaus let out a hearty laugh, his eyes gleaming with confidence, "That would be a fatal mistake on their part. Not only are we all of Royal Siren bloodline, but my entire kingdom is also of my Bloodline as a Mayan Vampire." The Queen and King exchanged bewildered glances, their faces etched with confusion, as they

But her confidence is not wavering. “Nobody is leaving, you abomination! We are here to warrant your death!” Someone steps forward and bellows back, and it isn’t until now that I notice the vampire King is leading the charge. Surprisingly, his son doesn’t seem to be present. I roar loudly at the betrayal, we had peace treaties for decades! And she has literally just spared his life not even an hour ago. But none of them seem to pay me any heed, they are fully focused on one another. Except for Lola, who seems to completely ignore the King, much to his dismay. She is just scanning the crowd. And as I do the same, I see some vampires with pleading eyes having taken a small step forward. This o

Vladimir surrendered and briefly explained to her what blood prince meant. “Also, blood prince cannot be easily killed as its heart beats elsewhere.” he added which made Ashlyn look puzzled at him. He chuckled over that cute reaction of his beloved. “What do you mean it beats elsewhere?” Ashlyn asked what was bothering her mind. “I just told you didn’t I? You took my heart already.” Vladimir smirked as he looked deep into Ashlyn’s. “How’s that even possible?” she was confused about how it happened or even possible for her to have it when they never met before.

“Let me go first. I’ll be quick…then I can take care of her.” I nod, and turn to my gathered Gammas. They fall silent when I walk into the clearing. “Good evening,” I say and wait for them to settle down, before I get right to business. “Chancellor Glenn will battle Judith. Gamma Carl will battle Derek. I will battle Martin and Bryce.” “Forgive me, king,” someone calls from the crowd. “Step forward,” I say, trying to peer through the milling wolves to see who spoke. A young man, maybe twenty-three, steps out into the clearing. “My name is Kyle.”

His body was seen whirling here and there in the air, slaying and slaying quite lots and lots of soldiers, fighters, and also knights from Ocean Blue Land. Similarly, quite lots and lots of fighters, knights and also soldiers from West Medicine Land died in the grips of King Alexander’s, Hades’, Virando’s, and also Sugar Aquarius’ hands. Red fresh blood was seen flooding the battlefield. Many corpses of demons – both from Ocean Blue Land and from West Medicine Land – were seen lying stiffly, with their unmoving as well as stationary conditions all over the battlefield right in front of Ocean Blue Land palace. “I hope that our men are fully as well as entirely alright...” prayed Sumico contin

Unfortunately, it looked like that was what was going to happen. “Buy me some time,” Chief Priest Kaka ordered the Blood King and pulled off one of his rings. The Blood King moved immediately to the call of its master, ignoring Destiny and dashing towards Red Rose. Destiny pursued it swiftly, and soon he and Red Rose were fighting together again, and the Blood King was being pushed back, its injuries accumulating faster than its body could heal. At this speed, the Blood king would not last past ten minutes. Ten minutes was enough for what Chief Priest Kaka wanted to do – no, it was more than enough.