Naruto Blood Prison Cast Novels & Stories

"Collateral. I need a fucking assurance." "Do you have any options? I could easily kill you." He pointed a gun in my head. I didn't faze, I didn't even batt a single eyelash. I knew he needed me and he wouldn't resort to killing me. They all needed me alive. "Do it." My shoulder rose, then I pressed my right pointer, helping him pressed the gun. Nothing came, just what I expected. "You need me. But..." I jumped on the table. In a swift motion, I was able to get hold of his right arm, twisting it on his back. My body pinning him down. "killing is my game...you don't know how I thirst for blood right now. I could easily kill you. Be careful next time." I let go of him. Both my hands were up in

Duly noted. “Acelin, it’s good to see you.” “You as well. Araya, this is Dr. Thana. She leads the research department.” “So I guess you need to take some of my blood,” I asked looking up to her. I was a little nervous. I hated giving blood in general. It always made me queasy. But now I was giving my blood to vampires. Somehow that didn’t seem to be the best idea I’ve ever had. “Try to stay calm. There is no need to worry.” Acelin spoke to me seemingly sensing my discomfort. I nodded at him and hopped up in the chair laying my arms down wrists up.

I say. "For what she expended." Maret chooses her words carefully. Sets them down like objects she is placing on a surface she isn't sure will hold them. "What she carries, what was revealed tonight, it isn't something we have a reference for. Not in living memory. The Moonblood hasn't manifested fully in generations." She pauses. "She used a significant portion of it in a very short time. The shift. The fight. And then what she did for you." She says that last part without inflection.

Tim said, and I frowned at him. "I don't only work for you, Luna, I put it upon myself to spy for you, and I have listened to Lola's conversation when she hoped to get even with you because of Adam. She says her parents are in support and are waiting for the right opportunity to strike," He said, and I leaned closer because I wanted to know what he meant by striking. "The bloods are planning an uprising against Adam. They want things to go back to the way they were." He said.

Dahlia watched nervously as the prince's blood continue to drop into the witch's bowl. She wondered what he was up to. She really hoped that he was not really getting into a blood ritual that would bind them together. But that was his blood, and that was a witch. How else could this be explained?

She closes her eyes, too exhausted to argue, and I sit there holding her hand and watching her breathe, counting each rise and fall of her chest like I’m afraid if I stop paying attention it might just stop altogether. The door opens behind me. I don’t turn around at first because I assume it’s a nurse coming to check vitals or adjust her IV, but then I hear Mara’s voice. “So you actually showed up.” I turn around and Mara’s standing there with her arms crossed tight over her chest, wearing that old denim jacket she refuses to throw away even though it’s got a rip in the sleeve. Her hair’s pulled back in a ponytail that’s half falling out and there are shadows under her eyes that make her lo