Luka Tak Berdarah Novels & Stories

a medic stood up and said. Adrian walked over to check on Chuck and memories from when they were still in school bubbled up from the deepest parts of his mind. “What’s his blood type?” “AB, sir.” “Use mine,” Adrian said. “But, sir…” “You can’t!” “Take mine instead.” Lucas pulled up his shirt, stopping Adrian from trying to donate his blood. The three other battle warriors tried to persuade Adrian as well but the latter said, “Use mine! You still have a battle to fight, Lucas.”

I couldn’t answer it. “Look at him, J. His silence means consent. Of course, I’m telling the truth! You can smell it in the air. You think it’s rust? No…. no, no, no… it’s blood, J.” Luke pressed a hand to his chest and flashed a look of sympathy at Juliette. “The blood of the innocent… the women….” “Stop,” I heard my voice growling in a plea. “And kids,” Luke finished with a sympathetic shake of his head. “Poor things.” He gazed at Juliette. “And you, J. You helped him.”

“Say that again, and I’ll bury this flask in your eye.” “You keep trying to die brave,” he replied. “By having a drink with Frankie while mourning my dog and best friend that died because you couldn’t just stay out of my fucking bar that night?” I snapped, for the first time since that night. Hell, every night since we met. He closed the space so fast the air stumbled. My back hit a tree. Luca planted his palm near my head and bent close enough to fog my lip. “You want to bleed,” he murmured, “do it with me. Not for them.”

But that’s when I saw it. Blood. A thin stream, dark and wet, slid from her nose. Her nose. Not Katarina’s. Luce blinked. Touched her upper lip. Swore under her breath. “The fuck?” she muttered, wiping it with her thumb. Katarina’s eyes flicked to mine. Shaken. Silent. She slipped past Luce and into my room. Luce stared at the blood like she’d never bled from anything before. And I knew Luce didn’t bleed easily.

My voice was barely above a whisper. “Me.” My stomach dropped. I yanked the door open. Luca stood there, soaked. His hoodie was drenched, rain dripping off his hair, his face shadowed under the dim hallway light. But that wasn’t what made me stop breathing. It was the blood. Dark smears stained the collar of his hoodie. His knuckles were raw, bruised. There was a split in his lip, a sharp contrast against his pale skin. “Jesus Christ,” I whispered. “What did you do?”

says Mordashov with a laugh. "Damn you, I will avenge my friend!" shouts Luka getting up and immediately, he is shot by more than two people causing him to immediately fall to the ground, without any trace of life. A new scream is heard and I feel a part of me, break at his death. "I think that's two, let me know if there are more. I need to keep count." "Fucking coward" I say pushing Esteban to get up and face him, but again I am made to be hidden in the car.

She knew she was close. She only had to walk further in before she saw the blood splattered on the ground. She turned to Luke, wondering if he was bothered by the blood. He was a vampire after all. He just shook his head as if he understood what she was going to ask. "I am okay. These are all vampires' blood. Vampires do not drink from vampires." She nodded in relief. Then she continued her search for Raziel.

At this time I heard a soft thud from the side, and when I turned my head to look, I found the sight of Livia lying coldly in the Ephesus’ stream literally in a pool of blood. Her blood flowed out mixing with the water forming a blood red liquid with the two fishes who had somehow been slaughtered beside her, it seemed like she was injured,this amount of bleeding is no longer a minor injury!

" Lucas got quite, now looking around to find some sense perhaps. "And yes, you will lose.He has Alpha blood after all" I answer his earlier question.Lucas grew furious at my words but he knows damn well I spit the truth.He wipes the blood off his face before clicking his tongue in annoyance.Acceptance, that will never happen but at least he acknowledge it. "He provokes me to fight.I just can't stay quiet and let him walk all over me" I sigh yet again. "I can never understand the beef you have with each other" "Don't forget he tried to kill you one time." Lucas exclaimed, clenching his fist.

Chapter 19 Lucas POV My feet stopped in their tracks as I watched the scene in front of me with horrified eyes. It was something I never expected to watch till my last breath and something that would be my lifetime nightmare. Sara is screaming in her coma while her arms are covered in her own blood. Her crimson blood has stained the sheets and her gown while her cries of pain have gathered everyone. Luna Olivia stood beside her with tears in her eyes and her hands covered in Sara’s blood.