Novel & Cerita Klaus Blood Blockade Battlefront

"But you go to war. You should be used to the blood." "This is different. I am always very focused on my mission in battles. But now, you are alone, blocking in my vision, the scent of your blood blocking my senses. All I can think of is sinking my fangs into your flesh right now." Luciana didn't expect it from him, but she couldn't deny that she was feeling thrilled against her wish. "Fine." She lifted her wrist to him. "No. I don't want this. You are wounded there. And I want the part where the scent is coming from." She noticed a lopsided smirk on his lips.

“When I killed Viktor Rubiscos, I told you Bratva fuckers to stay out of my city.” Each man took his turn to deliver blows to the man’s body, leaving his face untouched. He was gasping for breath, wheezing intermittently and coughing up blood. He drew in air, his face contorted in pain as Lev held up his hand. “Now, Mikhael, any last words before I feed your liver to my dog? He’s a Volkosob and he’s hungry.” Mikhael’s eyes widened as he looked at Lev. His eyes found the four other men but they all looked stoically at him. “Fuck you, Lev. Your day will come and you’ll fucking beg for mercy.”

He set his glass down with deliberate calm, then stood, tall and commanding, his presence filling the room like a storm breaking. “Stay here,” he said, voice low but edged with steel. I shook my head frantically. “Wait…..” But he was already striding to the door. When he opened it, I caught a flash of chaos: a man in a suit collapsed against the wall, blood spreading across his chest, another dragged away by guards. The sharp tang of iron filled the air. My stomach lurched, bile burning my throat. Leonardo stepped out, murmured something I couldn’t hear, and the shouting dulled to curt orders. Within moments, the hallway was cleared, the bodies gone, the blood smeared away as if it had never

A cold, terrible rage that settled over me like ice. I stood up, still holding my gun. "Get Irina and Nikolai to the safe room," I ordered. "Boss, you cannot fight them all alone," Mikhail protested. "Watch me," I said. I moved toward the advancing soldiers. They saw me coming and raised their weapons. But they were too slow. I was faster, driven by grief and fury. I killed three of them before they could fire. Dropped two more as they tried to take cover. Reloaded as I moved, my hands working on autopilot. More attackers appeared and I cut them down without mercy.

Kaelis paced up and down. She couldn’t sit. The cup of take-away coffee Elias had brought her, had grown cold, and it still stood untouched on the table. There had been so much blood. She couldn’t get that image out of her head. She replayed that moment over and over in her head. Saint stepped in front of her. The hollow sound of that gunshot. Saint’s body jerked with the impact. Even shot, he’d pushed her into the car, not thinking about himself. The blood spread across his chest. She clenched her eyes shut.

Blood spilled freely. “By the Moon… neither general is yielding!” The announcer spoke, his voice wavering with worry. The battle had gone for far too long and the generals were unrelenting. The crowd had also begun to become less interested and rather agitated, but this soon changed to terror as Vladimir suddenly lunged, but Garrett met him head-on. Their shoulders collided with a dull, bone-jarring impact that drew collective loud gasps of shock from the crowd as the atmosphere dropped. Vladimir hooked Garrett’s arm and dragged him down, but Garrett twisted free, driving his forehead into Vladimir’s face, and Vladimir staggered backward momentarily dazed with blood trickling down his nose

The dawn would bring battle, but for now, there was only the warmth of their embrace. Dawn came cold and grey. The army moved into position before the sun fully rose, their footsteps silent on the dew-covered grass. Kai stood with the reserve forces at the rear, his eyes fixed on the dark shapes of the vampire fortifications in the distance. He watched as Darius led the main force forward, his figure tall and commanding even from a distance. The soul bond carried his mate's focus and determination, a steady flame that burned bright in Kai's chest. The first clash of battle echoed across the plain. The werewolves charged, their roars shaking the ground. The vampires met them with hisses and s

Vittorio's men returned fire, but they were outnumbered. Elena fired from the front door, covering Carla and Catalina's retreat to the basement. Dante appeared beside her, his arm still in a sling, firing with his other hand. "There are too many of them!" he shouted. "I know!" Elena assessed the situation. "We have to fall back!" Antonio and Andrea covered the right flank. Marco and Luca, the left. Enzo, still weak, fired from a first-floor window. Alessandro appeared with a shotgun. "Vittorio is falling!" he shouted. Elena looked toward the driveway. The patriarch of the Santi family lay on the ground, protected by two of his men.

Not after seeing what was in front of them. One of them shouted something about securing the area, but it sounded distant, meaningless. A doctor pushed through the line anyway. Another followed. Then another. And suddenly the argument started. Too many voices. Too many decisions being made too late. “He is losing too much blood.” “We cannot treat him until the weapon is cleared.” “If you wait, he will die here.” Chloe lifted her head slowly. Her face was completely soaked, not just from tears but from blood she didn’t even seem to notice anymore.

"Charles! Freddie! I don't care who was driving. Kill them both!! "Today, we need to avenge Rachel's family no matter what!" Charles stepped in front of me and turned to me with panic. "The footage didn't catch the face. What now?" He was right. Maeve had been careful; she'd even wiped fingerprints. It was obvious she'd planned this. Before I could speak, Maeve grabbed Freddie's arm. "Did you all see clearly? Is that me? Does that match my image? No wonder Lydia kept mumbling on the phone about running into some trouble. Turns out she hit someone!"