Mikasa Blood Rain Novels & Stories

A white wolf locked eyes on him, grabbed the jar in its jaws, and respectfully placed it in my hand. Another wolf bared its teeth and sank them into Noah's neck. It tossed him into the air and slammed him to the ground. Just as they opened their jaws to finish him off, I raised a hand. They stopped at once, crouched by my side with their heads lowered. Noah's eyes lit up. "May, I'll… be happy to die here. But you stopped them… Does this mean—" I yawned, then continued, "You're reading too much into it. I just didn't want them tainted by your filthy blood."

Rain screamed as blood came out of his nose and staged on the corner of his lips. "I will teach you a lesson, you bastard," Brice muttered as he threw punches at Rain's face. His knee was on his chest and he was sure that he couldn't move. The mixed scent of blood and vanilla mint was all Rain could comprehend at the moment. He was suddenly weak and he couldn't explain where it was from. Was he hallucinating that she was actually getting closer? He let Brice hit wherever he wanted while he only screamed as his eyes tried to find the direction of the scent that was making him struggle to focus.

The next day, my body felt weightless. The stomach pain that had been driving me insane was gone. I looked down and saw a body lying on the floor with a purple and blue face, as well as white foam and dark red blood crusted at the corners of the mouth. That was me. That was Layla Lloyd, as dead as a doornail. I floated in midair, staring at my own stiff corpse. It looked almost like a stranger. Now, the girl who had always kept her head down would never have to bow to anybody again.

"Our lives were so much better before you came into it, Hellsing." "Enough, sister," Silvia said, her voice a calm warning. "You'd take her side over your own blood?" Marina gritted her teeth, her anger rising. "Now isn't the time Rina," Silvia repeated firmly, her attention already returning to the impending battle. Suddenly, the sky opened up, and a heavy rain began to pour down, as if the heavens themselves were weeping over the coming tragedy. Kai, without a word, pulled a large umbrella over Cassie’s head. The others did the same, pulling out their own umbrellas as if they had known the rain was coming.

However, before he could react, a three-colored rain of blood rained down on him! Samuel completely withdrew his defense and roared, "Come on!" Hong! The three-colored blood rain seemed to be inspired and sped up. Bang. The rain of blood and the rain of black suddenly met. For a time, there were explosions everywhere, and the sky was blasted into a starry sea of fire... The scene was spectacular and terrifying... "Swoosh!" Suddenly, above the peaceful sky, Ao Shi frowned and looked at the star sea of rain that was exploding. A rain of blood passed through his side and his arm.

Sorry but I need to live. ...... Blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood So much blood. ......

I can never accept it. If I could just turn back time and be more knowledgeable about this destiny that I have—a curse is what I'm calling it, this could not have happened to her. I looked up at the sky beyond the canopy of the tall trees above us, and I noticed the sky getting darker as the blood moon was covered with dark clouds. It's going to rain soon—an unusual and sudden rain. Hmm, Cassie. --- I stared at my senseless mate, tears kept flowing out of my eyes, and I felt raindrops begin falling onto us.

Until now. Mason's eyes rolled back. Spray of bright, crimson blood erupted from his lips. "Heart-Break Blood." Rare reaction in werewolves when the soul's fury exceeds what the body can contain. "Mason!" Seraphina shrieked. Face ghostly as she looked at me. Angelic senses picking up the scent of Lumira's old sacrifice clinging to the air around us. Mason's heavy body hit the floor. Dull, sickening thud. Lay there. Chest heaving. Blood staining white marble.

“You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.” Then his body convulsed — and before Kaelira could react, black fire erupted from his skin. Zevran pulled her back as the chapel walls exploded outward. The night sky turned red again, clouds spiraling around a single, pulsing point of light far above. “The Moon,” Kaelira gasped. “It’s bleeding.” Zevran shielded her from the falling debris, his voice steady even as the world fell apart. “Then we finish this before it falls.”

I gasped, clawing at the guards’ arms, but they held me steady. Then I felt it, wetness on my arm. I looked down. Blood poured from the injection site, thick and fast, running down my skin in crimson rivers. It spattered on the marble, bright against the black stone. My knees buckled. The guards tightened their grip, but my body sagged, weak and trembling. My vision tunneled. Somewhere far above me, Damien’s voice spoke, steady and merciless. “It is sealed.” The world tilted. My last sight before darkness claimed me was crimson drops spreading across the marble like blooming roses.