Queen Who Bathed In Blood 소설 & 이야기

This was the echo she’d been chasing through visions and ruins and glass. This was home. The fire dimmed. The crown descended. It landed, cool and heavy, in her hands. And the weight was not just physical. Memories crashed into her. A battlefield, drenched in silver blood. A queen crowned in ash and wrath, her eyes black with divine fury as she cleaved through a vampire king’s skull with a flaming blade. Then another vision. The same queen, seated upon the old Eldorian throne, was betrayed by her council. A goblet filled with silver thorns. Her wolves held back by command. Her final breath seeping between cracked lips, not with regret, but with vengeance.

Next came Salem, who looked over the crowd with an intense gaze and an intimidatingly dashing smirk. Finally, in marched the queen, wearing a bladed crown of silver, crimson, and black. She had raven-like wings, and ram horns curled out from just above her ears. Jewelry hung from strings tied around them. Rosette frowned and stroked her own bare horns, as if debating whether to bejewel them. “Bathoria,” she muttered. “She must have worked hard to find a bloodmother from that line, much less convince her she was worthy of such sacred milk. Bathorias have always thought highly of themselves.”

The Queen smirked. "Get her on her knees…" She shouted at the top of her lungs and the warriors held her arms down to the ground, making Elizabeth bow to the Queen. They drilled a long silver nail in her shoulder and let her cry out loud. Her screams filled the hall and the remaining Nightcrawlers were horrified by those harsh actions of the Queen. The blood began to ooze out and the silver in her blood made her shake violently. She was cramping on the ground, dust getting inside her lungs as she breathed it along with air.

Victoria on the other hand is wearing short jump suit on heels and gold jewelry. "I don't know if this went across to everyone but a member of the Infernal bloodbath pack almost killed our heir and today such culprit will be punished. Her name is Susan Carl, she is from the Infernal bloodbath pack. This is what happens to anyone who tries to kill the Queen", he nods and Susan is laid on a plank, her legs and hands are tied from the back, clothing in her mouth. A guard holding up a sword. My eyes lands on Aiden who is on his feet, his mouth opened so wide, his parents is just as flabbergasted as he is. I couldn't stop the smile that plastered on my lips. Oh boy. I love that look of helplessne

I was shocked to the core; I ran my fingers through my hair and went up to change for the baby home coming party. I stood under the hot water of the shower and the flashes of my teary mate kept coming to mind, I was the one that started all this, I should have just been honest with her; why was I so afraid that she would not accept the monster I had become. I got out and put on my white shirt, not putting my buttons up all the way and navy blue suit pants; I looked in the mirror and my eyes were red from crying in the shower, I combed my hair into a pompadour and put on some cologne; tonight I would make Athena fall in love with me again and I will claim her. She is mine and mine only; I wil

I gladly gave them because they'll produce the best and tastiest blood after they had their multiple orgasms. It might be majestic and the feel was amazing some of them said to have intercourses with me. For me, since I didn’t feel a thing, I didn’t care if they enjoyed it so much. All I care about was they produced the best blood that could make me full and I didn’t need to drink blood for a while. Behind my will to protect humans, I was indeed still a monster vampire. Let alone, I was the vampire queen. Who could be more ruthless than the vampire queen?

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

And when they opened the door. They all got rooted to their place at the scene they witnessed. The entire white floor of the bathroom was full of scarlet. Scarlet color of the Queen's blood. The Queen was lying down on the floor there motionlessly and blood was oozing out of her hand. They were stunned and anxious. "Take her to the hospital now", The first elder said. "But wrap something on her wrist. She lost too much blood already", the second elder said and Carlos immediately wrapped his handkerchief around her wrist, trying to stop the blood.

In her hand was a dagger, its blade dripping red as she faced an opponent cloaked in shadows. "The darkness cannot be killed," the Queen said, her voice carrying over the battlefield. "But it can be bound." Nicola's heart pounded. The vision shifted. The Queen stood before an ancient ritual circle, her hand pressed to a stone much like the altar Nicola had just touched. Runes glowed beneath her fingers, the power around her crackling like a storm. Then, Nicola saw it - the sacrifice. Blood. The Queen’s own blood, spilled into the circle. She was binding something.

I know that I have to keep myself calm, but the scene before me isn't helping. Emily and Emma are huddled in a corner while Amon is uncouncious, Mammon and Asmodeus are restrained and Leviathan... Well... He is being whipped. I can tell that the whip is coated in sacred water, sacred water which those things shouldn't even be able to gaze about, let's not even mention touch, but here they are, coating two whips in sacred water and whipping the fallen angel like there is no tomorrow. And unfortunately, if we won't stop them soon, Leviathan might not even catch the end of today.