Mirage X Bloodhound Novels & Stories

It was at this point that the hole or cave or whatever they were inside, resonated with the howl of the lone wolf again. Mira knew it was the same wolf but it's howl was more ferocious this time, more hostile. " Mira, back off. Mira come here. " Kian was desperately yelling at the figure of the wolf, slowly appearing from behind the shadows. He still couldn't look ahead properly. His eyes and head was a murky mess of thoughts, emotions and feelings. In the meantime, Mira watched, almost petrified as the wolf took small steps towards her. His fur was stained with blood and there was blood dripping from his fangs.

My Swift. Off white wolf with a hint of golden. He is so beautiful. Perfectly my match. Standing by his side, he is just my height but a bit slim. I am deep blue and he is offwhite-golden. The sun rays shining on his fur creating a hollow on him. I am just mesmerized. He came to me trotting on his feet and I can see he is happy. There is a hint of mischievousness in his golden eyes. And before I could proceed, he licked my face. A deep wet lick. And ran away.

Looking at the boiling pool water, a look of doubt slowly appeared in the Mirage White Tiger's eyes, and its voice gradually turned discernible in the cave that was gradually engulfed by the blood-red light. "I think his bloodline comes from there… However, such a noble bloodline… Why would it appear in this place… Moreover, he doesn't seem to know anything…" After some time, the Mirage White Tiger's voice disappeared in the cover filled with the blood-red light. In that instant, only the thundering sound of the water bubbling could be heard in the area.

With my trembling hands, I grabbed the handle of the door, and it had just opened when Bell's scream froze us. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned back only to see her pale face with widened eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands and panicked. We followed her gaze and stared at the sink. The sight I saw sent chills down my spine. Blood was flowing instead of water from the tap, which had blown us all away. I choked in the air as she showed us the blood across her lips. "I told you, Bell. But still, you didn't listen to me."

I’d been thinking about the mirror long before the siege. The Blood Mirror wasn’t just a relic. It was Moonbane’s last thread to its origin. It had once belonged to my mother, the former head of our house, and it was one of the few artifacts that could allow her descendants to speak directly to Morgana, the first pureblood werewolf.

The chase had begun. Marina's pulse quickened despite her careful planning. This was no simulation, no rehearsed performance. The magic of the Blood Moon Hunt was ancient and wild, calling to something primal in every wolf present. Her hybrid nature responded with frightening intensity, shadow magic crackling beneath her skin like barely contained lightning.

The effect of the association will be stronger on her because she is human. However, you can feel her blood flow and fill her neck When Zayn saw her like this??? He tightened his limbs with the force of the curse. That was his fault, as he was mocking his opponent, and lenient with him!! "When you let Mira" John shouted forcefully to swallow his saliva when Zayn 's eyes turned dark black, but it was not any color, it was worse and in the middle of it were red ball points that express his extreme anger! wolf's anger

POV RUBY The silence of the abyss was no longer empty. It was pressurized, heavy with the presence of the thing tailing us through the subterranean currents. On the sonar screen, the signature was a pulsing, ethereal violet—a mirror image of the light that lived in my own veins. The Cónclave hadn't just built a hunter; they had engineered a bloodhound that could track a soul through four hundred meters of rock and freezing water.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I open to the first page and begin reading what I can. ‘The blood red wolf is always the first born female of the Drexel bloodline. They have no scent which makes it difficult to track them, however a birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon behind their left ear identifies who they are. Last known blood red wolf, Hannah McKay. Mated to Henri Lavigne of the New Moon Pack in France. Hannah disappeared after Henri died. Cause of death is unknown. New Moon pack no longer exists, members whereabouts are unknown. Upon Hannah’s disappearance she was known to be pregnant, gender unknown.’