Lion With Bloody Face Novels & Stories

Mom had already shifted and was fighting a hellhound. “No, I will stay and fight. Not cower and hide. I am their Luna, I will lead from the front,” she fiercely answered. Her eyes flashed gold, and Laila was very much in control. Our conversation got interrupted when two of my warriors who were dragging Xui Lin back to the dungeon were viciously thrown aside by a whirlwind of black crow-sized bats. Vampire, he was here. Danger alarms in my brain were blaring at full volume. The bats quickly merged into one and all my fears came true. There he stood with the same coloured eyes as my mate, the only difference was my mate’s eyes held warmth while his was vacantly cold. A sinister smile played o

The Luna's eyes widened in astonishment and dread at the sight of the new lady's eyes changing colour. The Luna felt the sting of Xylia's hand, now adorned with wicked claws, as it struck. Luna Lily staggered back. Xylia hit the Luna again, but this time, she didn't let go. Her lengthy, black claws were embedded in Luna's face, causing deep and unsightly scratches as she pulled. Luna Lily screamed, holding her face. She tried to run but found herself glued to the spot. She held her bleeding cheek, crying like a baby.

The gladiator, now adorned in the crimson hue of his own blood, refused to yield to the impending darkness that threatened to consume him. The second lion, larger and more imposing than its predecessor, lunged at Alcides with a predatory zeal. Each swipe of its massive paw left a trail of crimson in its wake, a macabre testament to the ongoing struggle for survival. The crowd's jeers and Fabius's mocking laughter echoed through the arena, a symphony of doubt.

Then the glass broke, Alexander felt the shards cut through his skin and get stuck in his flesh but he didn’t flinch…instead the pain helped him to stay clear headed because at some point, all he could see was red. “This…Cullen,” surprisingly his voice still worked, even though he sounded like a man that was about to go on a fucking rampage. “He had blue eyes?” Yuki inhaled deeply, “Yes, he did,” Alexander brought down the phone from his ear and searched for the first picture of Sergio he saw online. He sent the picture to Yuki and heard her gasp from the other line. “Is that him?” “Yes!” Alexander chuckled darkly, his eyes already clouded with blood lust.

He coward against the wall with an Undead mountain lion and an Undead buck faced off against him. "D-Don't!" Conner raised his hands defensively. His body trembled with fear. The mountain lion snarled. Ichor dripped from its broken jaw before it launched at Conner. But before it could pierce Conner with its claws, Jayce slammed his fist into the side of the mountain lion. He felt the bones beneath the matted and torn fur shatter upon impact. The creature flew back from the contact and crashed into the side of a dumpster stationed outside the building.

This big man! "No, leave it. My Lycan gets so predatory around those that it might take over and start chasing them." "Hold him back. Wait here. I'm going to check." "Don't, Apphia, it might be feral-" I'm already gone before he can complete a sentence. I follow the sound of purrs and meows near the drainage, and there it is. I gasp and bring my hand to my mouth. It is a small white feline with big golden eyes, its head trapped between the bars in a drainage. It has an irregular red gush across its face, from the forehead to the eye, and then across the other cheek. A wolf clawed it. Its white fur is smeared with blood. I frown; what wolf would do this to this small, cute furball?

The mixture of different animal and human blood, along with rotting corpses that could be seen around the Fenrir’s snout. Elizabeth covered the lower part of her face before grabbing Lyon by the arm; forcefully pulling him to the bushes that were behind them, hiding on the other side of a thick three trunk. She gasped for air, face sweating bullets looking at Lyon with terrified eyes. Her face was much more pale than her normal look. "I never imagined Fenrir would be that huge…let's leave him be and retreat. We can't do anything to defeat that thing" She was trembling in fear as she spoke.

She asks with deep concern. Lionel is quiet and utterly motionless. But his eyes…Nan stops. His brown eyes are dark. Yet Nan could swear she saw a flash of flame for a split second. A sign of overwhelming…bloodlust in a wolf from the Inferno pack. Nan bites her lip. Unsure if she should broach the subject when Lionel is so clearly on edge. Her worry for her daughters overwrites her caution. “Lionel, there’s something I want to show you.” Nan starts.

Its large head was obviously the first thing I noticed, next to those short legs. "Don't kill me." The voice had pleaded again. What felt strange was the fact that as I stared into the creatures red blooded eyes,I saw sadness. Terror. The lion was all black,its mane and fringe, its powerful forelegs,coat and every other part of the lion - all black. Yes! It was a lion and a beautiful one at that. "Please,don't harm me. Kerik." It knew my name. The lion was talking to me. How was that possible? "You can talk?"

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the wolf sprang at her from the side. With swift reflexes, she reacted by pressing her body flat against the ground, just as a ferocious roar erupted from the very direction she had been heading. The wolf landed gracefully beside her, its eyes revealing a blend of apprehension and curiosity as it caught sight of the newcomer. A lion, with its mane resembling a breathtaking cascade of golden wheat that framed the massive head of the newcomer like a regal crown, advanced with a quiet grace. Its sleek and agile body moved stealthily, each step a calculated stride as it stalked its prey. With unparalleled agility, the lion leaped forward, swiftly locking