Lisa Jackson Cold Blooded Novels & Stories

Even with her back against the ground, she was still smiling. “Is it?” she whispered. Something cold pressed against my stomach. A knife. I barely had time to react before she swung. I rolled to the side, but the blade sliced through my side, pain ripping through me like fire. Lisa shoved me off her, scrambling to her feet. Blood smeared across her dress, but she didn’t stop. She lunged for the gun. A gunshot rang out. Lisa froze. Her body went rigid. Then, slowly, she looked down.

“It could be a trap.” “I don’t care.” She plugged it into the emergency port. A single file appeared: "SERA_DO_NOT_TRUST HIM.mp4" Lucien’s expression darkened. “Play it.” Sera hesitated. Then double-clicked. The video loaded. Grainy. Dark room. Elise sat on the edge of a bed, blood on her sleeve, eyes hollow. “Sera,” her voice cracked. “If you’re watching this, I’m either gone, or… worse.”

That way, he would be faced with his own hopelessness for the rest of his days. I stood up and opened the door, shouting, "Help! Something happened to Felix!" Lucas was the first to rush into the room with a few guards trailing behind him. They were stunned when they saw Felix lying immobile on the floor and the blackened blood around him. Lucas turned to look at me, pinning me with a suspicious, questioning stare. "What happened here, Luna?" Tears streamed down my face as my body shook violently. "He told me that he planned Ryan's death."

Lisa's hands trembled on the steering wheel, and I couldn't bring myself to look at her. In the midst of the quiet atmosphere, Lisa finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "Isadora, what happened back there? How... how did Casandra..." I sighed, struggling to find the words. "Leonidas happened, Lisa. He's become something monstrous, something beyond reason. Casandra tried to buy us time, but he... he killed her without a second thought." Lisa's grip on the wheel tightened, and I could see the anger and grief battling in her eyes. "We can't let him get away with this," she declared, her voice firm.

I only caught a few smiles and welcoming nods from Hannah, Joel and a few of my close neighbors, who once loved my family. "Hi, I'm Ellie Davidson and I'm sure you are all aware of where I have spent the last year and why. I know that every person here has the same doubts and beliefs on what what we always referred to as 'the cold ones'. I too used to think the very same and I'll be very honest with you, that for the first few weeks I spent at their home, I was convinced my life was going to end very soon. I spent most nights and days truly believing that they were going to kill me, I was sure it was going to be slow and painful. I was terrified! And now I look back on those times and I stil

Jackson looks at me alarmed for a moment scanning me for any injuries. "You didn't think I got to be this awesome without shedding any blood along the way did you?" I ask in a taunting tone that is cut off by a whistling sound. I barely have time to flinch dropping the torch as the blade pierces me in my shoulder missing my heart thanks to me moving. I groan looking up into the darkness but seeing nothing. Jackson seems just as alert but even his eyes can't seem to pierce the unnatural darkness. Another dagger whistles through the air but is met with a shield of flame melting the metal to nothing before it hits its mark. I yank the dagger from my shoulder not missing the flare of Jackson's n

The bond between the Moon Heir… And the Cold-Blooded Alpha… Had become stronger than ever.

But the gunshots and fresh blood had drawn it right back. Jake's adrenaline spiked. He wrenched free from Lisa's grip, spun, and leaped onto the RV's step, slamming the battered door shut behind him. Lisa was left alone on the empty highway. "NO!! OPEN THE DOOR! PLEASE!!" She threw herself at the RV, hammering the door with both fists. But it was too late. The gray blur was already upon her. No suspense. No last-minute save. The agility-type zombie struck like a hunting cheetah, taking her down in an instant.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE CALM (FINAL VERSION) LISA'S POV The house was too quiet. I sat on the couch staring at the clock. Midnight. Jackson was still out doing final preparations for tomorrow. I'd tried to sleep and failed. Tomorrow I would walk into a warehouse knowing someone might try to kill me. My phone buzzed. Ruby. "Can't sleep either?" I answered. "Are you kidding? My best friend is about to be used as bait in some crazy biker trap. Of course I can't sleep." Ruby's voice was tight. "Lisa, are you sure about this?"

The quiet that followed was stunning. Lisa's reality broke as she stooped in the haziness, watching the blood pool around her folks' bodies. Tears streaked down her cheeks, however she squeezed her hand over her mouth, constraining herself to remain quiet, to be imperceptible.