Novel & Cerita Maiden's Blood

My weak hand finally slipped away from the blanket helplessly, my body slumping on the bed like a lifeless doll. Suddenly, the door burst open and two maids stumbled in, their eyes wide with fear. “Lady Mira, what’s happened?” the first maid gasped, her voice high and trembling as she rushed to my side. She grabbed my hands with her cold, clammy fingers. The second maid lifted the blanket, her breath hitching as she saw the blood mixed with a thin, water-like sheen soaking the sheets. “Moon Goddess, its blood!” she cried, a shrill sound escaping her throat, her hands shaking as she dropped the blanket. “And water… Lady, this is bad!”

Yet. Caiden’s rifle bends. Metal screams as the barrel curls into a knot. “That’s not—” Caiden stares. “Possible?” Wrath finishes. “First Blood is not possible. Yet here.” I step between them all, between Caiden and the basket, between Draven and Caiden. Cael called her sister. Love touched her. The stone cracked for her. “Put the weapon down,” I tell Caiden. He looks at me for the first time since *Not you*. “I came to warn you. Gerald’s files. The marsh witch had notes. First Blood pregnancies always end in—”

The maid wanted nothing to do with that giant, even less. Avoiding as much as she could, she scooted closer to the punch bowls. The one with blood sat nestled in a silver basin, a candle lit beneath it to keep the liquid warm. A faint curl of steam rose from the surface. The metallic scent was richer, more fragrant than usual—so sweet it made her pulse quicken. Was that…? Her breath hitched. Human blood? If it was—precious, expensive, forbidden human blood— only for the rich or nobility. And it was just there, right out in the open like anyone could have it. Like she could have it.

She pushed Maiden's head against the desk. "Ahh.." Maiden cried in pain and saw blood trickling down her head. "For revenge?... What did I... ever do to you?... I've been kind enough to not--- Arghhhhh" Maiden shouted again and feels her internals slowly breaking especially her bones. Is this really how I'm going to die? Is this the kind of death my parents would like me to have? I doubt it. She really doubts it.

she added with conviction. For a small woman, it was understandable why she was unable to fight off her homophobic husband, but she had a fire in her. What I wouldn't give to have my mum fuss over me even for a second. Looking at her closely, I saw a handprint bruise I had missed yesterday and a small cut on her left cheek. She must have put up a fight, which made my resolve easier.

May announced and signaled one of her maids who left immediately to fetch the maid she was talking about. The room was silent as everyone waited for the maid May sent out to return with the maid May was talking about but no one showed up until the Alpha sent out a guard to find the maid and just as the guard was about to carry out the Alpha’s order, the maid returned shivering with fear. She fell before them, her hands soaked with blood.

One of my cuticles peeled so far deep and back that I started to bleed. I knew I could not rinse the blood off in the kitchen sink, meaning the only other solution was to go out of the kitchen and head to any of the bathrooms to rinse it off. But I was terrified of finding Dominic roaming around nude. I did not mind seeing Sadie nude because it was not like I was going to see her often, compared to Dominic.

Mayra yelled in panic, and my mind short-circuited. I didn’t know what came at me, but I immediately put Winter on the couch again and extended the nail of my index finger. I looked for something in which I could collect the blood and found an empty vial in the crash cart. “What are you trying to do, Maddie?” Mayra asked me while someone else entered the room. “My blood. That vampire died miserably after I injected him with my blood. My blood is like a poison to him. And a poison can be counterbalanced with another poison, right?” I replied absentmindedly and slashed my palm deeply, holding it over the vial.

"You won't dare punish me Cain. You have to show respect to my Father by obeying him." "I'm obeying him, that's why I'm punishing you. He clearly stated in his letter that I could do anything to you but I shouldn't kill you or maim you since you are the only heir to his throne." Everything else Maida wanted to say, died in her throat as the weight of what was happening struck her hard. No one could save her. She has reached a point, where not even her Alpha bloodline could save her. Cold sweat trailed down her cheeks as her gaze landed on Aria who simply winked at her.

Aria woke at 5 AM to her alarm, her stomach tight with nerves. Today was the day. Her first official day as Sarah Mitchell, maid at Blackwood Estate. Her first real step toward accessing the greenhouse and saving her mother. And her first full day of being in close proximity to Damien Blackwood. She'd dreamed about him last night fragmented images that left her unsettled. Gray eyes that saw too much. That slight smile that felt like a promise and a threat. The way her body had responded to his nearness, heat flooding through her at a simple brush of his arm.