Lion With Bloody Mouth Novels & Stories

I realized that one of the wolves must have regained consciousness and attacked me with the last ounce of his strength. I would probably be dead if Lionel hadn't reacted as fast as he did and saved me! Lionel walked shakily toward me, raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Don't be scared. I-" Suddenly, his face scrunched up in pain, and he fell to the ground, throwing up mouthfuls of blood! "Lionel!" I screamed, rushing forward and holding his trembling body. He coughed up another mouthful of blood, but it wasn't red but black this time! He had been poisoned!

My eyes fluttered open and I screamed my throat raw. The winged lion/horse/dragon was leaning over me, its lips pulled back showing its mouthful of huge, sharp, pointy teeth. One of its paws slapped over my mouth. The resulting silence made the blood pounding in my ears that much louder. I pushed at the paw. It would have been easier to try to push a semi truck. The beast leaned down, his face close enough that I could see its dark blue irises. They reminded me of Ransom. Ransom. With my head immobile, I frantically looked everywhere I could. Had this monster eaten him? Where was he?

There was no answer. The demon placed his thumb and index finger into his mouth and whistled. Two beasts–manticores with the head of a human, body of a lion and tail of a scorpion sped out of an even darker part of the forest and immediately, one of the beast bit the head of the man wolf, while the other bit the legs and they tore him into half. They ate him effortlessly, breaking every bone hungrily. "Yes!" The devil laughed with his hands in the air. "She needs to be found!"

In the Blood moon pack, Lionel is tied to a chair in his room in the packhouse. Cassandra is hovering over him with a smirk. Lionel's wife is lying on the floor lifelessly, her vacant eyes staring into space. Blood is flowing from the different cuts in her body. A Lycan is holding Claire tightly. She is struggling to free herself from his hold, but his hold is unyielding. "Please, don't hurt him" Claire is begging Cassandra. But Cassandra smirked evilly and twisted the dagger that she pierced into Lionel's shoulder earlier. Lionel screamed with pain. Claire doubled her efforts to free herself and save her father.

Despite being weakened by the loss of its wings, the lion still had much vitality to spare. “Olmpha, I will cut off those tails of yours,” 'Like I’m scared,’ Lavana thought as she bit its back, pulling out a chunk of flesh. “I’m no regular Olmpha. I came here, not to die. It is your honour to serve as my punching bag temporarily, she mind linked the lion, spitting fireballs at its face. It was forced to give some distance between them. The fire in her Olmpha form was more potent as shown by the damage to its face. If it continued, he’d end up dying which was a shame to him- a demon lion.

The fangs seemed as if they were still stained with the flesh and blood of their last prey, it was eerie and terrifying. Its body seemed like a huge mountain as the lion lunged directly towards Damon. And by this time, there was no cover between them. The bang of a gunshot rang out. Then there was a five-shot streak. With a clean shot. One huge body fell to the ground in response. The lion that lunged towards Damon got a shot to the head. It fell like a hobnailed meat pressed directly onto his car. The entire car was crushed almost to the point of deformation. But for ten seconds or so.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw a dead wolf being dragged by the broken neck of another away from her. -Leonel- her voice came out weak, but its body was already rising from the ground. Leonel looked at her and positioned himself in front of her and it was then that Joss had seen the lion fur all stained with dried blood, and at that moment, she with her own hand put her shoulder back in place and showed all her fury in a shrill growl turning into a she-wolf and standing beside Leonel as an invitation -will you face us?

Like when he cried his eyes will be red and his body temperature would rise. When his happy his eyes will be the golden-brown of a wolf and when he was smelling blood, which was weird but Ambrosia noticed that when he comes back from feeding and smelling of blood Luka’s eyes would turn black. Collin walked into the room while Ambrosia was still kneeling. “Get out.” He told him coldly, Ambrosia stood up quietly and went out of the room but stood right outside like a bodyguard.

he replied, his brow furrowing. "What did the doctor say? Serious?" "Minor concussion, some abrasions. She'll recover in days." Lionel nodded. I blocked the bed, unleashing pine pressure, but it was easily shattered by his cedar scent. His eyes locked onto my bleeding palms, and a sneer escaped his throat—the accursed bloodline suppression left my fangs helpless. "Stay away from my mate," I growled, fury burning in my veins. Lionel's calm gaze didn't waver.

It's the wine's fault, "You haven't even tried the lobster." "Right, I've got to keep going," I say to motivate myself and bring the lobster closer to me. I lift it by its claws toward Lion like an idiot, making him laugh. The couple who just sat at a nearby table look at us and roll their eyes in a super rude way, "Fucking bitches, those two." Lion turns to the table I'm pointing at with the lobster's claw, and as soon as he sees them, his smile disappears. "Oh, shit," he mutters and shifts his body to completely turn his back to them, lifting a hand to ruffle his hair and cover his face with it. Then he says very quietly, "They're werewolves."