Naruto Angel Bloodline Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

HUNTER Hot, blinding pain flashed through my brain. I wheeled around to see Myra on top of Sylvia. “No!” My scream roused every living creature in the vicinity which fled in a flurry of wings and rustling grasses. “What have you done?!” I ripped her off my mate and her body collided somewhere behind me. Blood. “Angel, no,no,no!” Kneeling next to her body, I lifted her in my arms trying to find the source of the blood pumping out of her body, my hands were covered in it. Don’t let her die! I prayed to every known and unknown god.

My blood boiled in my veins and I heard the throbbing of my temples loud and clear. “Just so you know. My men are not nice. Your wife might not stay alive for long,” Angel continued, smiling devilishly. “Now, when do I get the hard drive?” I gripped the phone tightly and roared, “I am gonna find you, and when I do, I’m going to kill you!”

Nate towered above him like a dark angel, chest heaving and blood dripping from his knuckles. Mr. Jang dragged himself backward, fear written across his face. But Nate wasn't done yet, not even closer. His bloodlust wouldn't quench until he had shredded him alive. She was his. For even thinking he could pull her from his arms, that bastard’s soul would bleed forever.

Angela has spent her entire life believing she’s human. Raised in an orphanage with no memory of her parents, she earns a rare academic scholarship to Eclipse Academy, a prestigious school where the world’s most powerful supernatural races learn to control their gifts. Surrounded by dragons, wolves, vampires, witches, fairies, and fae, she is convinced she’s the only ordinary student on campus. But when a mysterious curse begins to awaken, bringing with it unbearable pain and impossible abilities, Angela discovers her entire life has been built on a lie. Hunted for a bloodline she never knew she possessed and forced into the path of Xavier Blackwood, the arrogant Dragon Prince she can’t stan

he says. "I know," I say. He hands the knife back to me, handle first. "Keep it," he says. "Next time, aim for the throat." Outside, the moon is rising—two days from full, heavy and pregnant with light. But in the portrait room, surrounded by the faces of women who had not been allowed to choose, I feel something shift. The bloodline is not a curse, I realize. It is a question. And for the first time, I am ready to answer it on my own terms.

Mark asked. “I’m fine, just fill a little bit headache.” I said. Angel reaches over and touched my hand. I feel something warm flows on it and I feel better after that. “Are you okay now?” She asked. “Did you heal me?” I asked. “I just let my powers flows on you to take the after effect of their Alpha powers. But I can feel you’re strong, some of the wolf who encounter their ego battle breakdown and fell on their knees.” She explained. “‘Maybe because I came from beta bloodline.”

I had seen it back in the small town of the half-breeds like me, and I knew that she felt a kinship to them, as if they were her people. “Fine. You say a few drops of my blood can restore this land, then prove it to me.” She said to the Angel of Death, as she stuck her hand out to him, like she was giving him permission to take her blood, before she says, “If it heals this land of dead, then I will believe what you are saying.”

They're only interested in the riches they're going to get and the fuck they can give. I've been prowling around the pack for several days and crossed the borders several times, but I can't get close enough to finding the future Luna. I want to see this boy before I kill him. When I went beyond the border today and because I was thirsty, I approached the river, being uncovered. I didn't expect to see a pup crying, naked, by the riverside. When he looked at me, I knew who he was. It felt like Mary was there looking at me. I quickly formed a lie and exchanged a few words with the kid. He told me his name was Angel and that the whole pack hated him because he rejected his mate. Too bad, when I

Her lips are curled, yet her eyes have a sad glow to them. “If you want to save him...” She seems to hesitate at first, but then she forces herself to speak the words waiting to be said without meeting my gaze. “Then offer him some of your blood. Angels turn more powerful after having had human blood, and you don’t have to cut that deep. A few drops will do,” “But the guards...” My mother laughs. “You are a clever girl, Marina. Come up with something to draw their attention. I can’t help you with this since I don’t see the point in saving an angel, but I will handle your father if he wishes to punish you later,”

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"