Raining Blood Slayer Lyrics Novels & Stories

Drip, drip, drip I feel feather like droplets break its fall on my head. What started off as tiny drops, now begin to pour mercilessly down on us. I look to the heavens, and mouth a thank you to the Lord above. This heavenly shower tames the flaming beast, making it crouch down to its master and disappear – only leaving it destruction behind. How amazing would it be, if it took its dreadful acts with it – but that would not happen, for what’s done is done.

The brown in her eyes slowly evaporated leaving only the whites and from the corner of her eyes, thick scarlet liquid began to drip. "Cry me a river." The girl cackled in a voice that could not possibly be hers. "The sins of the blood have found you child of the Cherry Blossoms. Contentment will delude you. The love of those that adore you will trickle down and in the end with your own hands, you'll be your ruin."

~CODY~ My hands shook uncontrollably as I held Rain in my arms, the weight of the sword on his back adding to the gravity of the situation. Placing my hand on his back, it quickly became stained with his blood. He reached out to touch my face, but before he could, his hand dropped to his side. The rain showed no signs of stopping, intensifying rapidly as if sensing the gravity of the life hanging in the balance.

The stormy winds came and lifted the ash into the air, scattering them into the air like it meant nothing… Like my whole world didn't just get ripped out from under my feet…like my heart just got ripped out of my chest… Laughter… Maniacal. Horrid. And familiar. I looked up at the sky as rain pelted down on my face harshly, the big, fat droplets feeling as sharp as blades hitting my skin. The entire sky had now turned a deep, dark red and I didn't need to be told twice to know exactly who it was that I was hearing.

I need to escape before it happens. Shrouded in a dark, pain-filled world of my own, I don’t even realize that it’s raining until my hoodie is completely soaked through. Startled, I look up, shocked at the heavy downpour. It’s raining cats and dogs and I’m still a long way from the Hope Fortress. No, I can’t go back there just yet. If I go back, Bhyron will definitely return soon and I’m not ready to face him. I’m still too battered to face him.

Jo shot over his shoulder as they got closer to the Vampires who seemed a bit surprised that the Guardian wasn’t going down. Jo shot another Vampire in the head twice, and the female bloodsucker fell backward, exploding into ash before she hit the ground. Zane took out another one as well, and then they were fighting for the same real estate. As much as Jo liked to blast a Vampire into oblivion with her gun, there was nothing quite like the satisfying tear of a Vampire’s head coming off of its body.

Wind as violent as a tornado carrying me somewhere unknown to the human world. Strange whispers and incoherent words touch my ears but in all these whispers I can hear only one particular alluring voice clearly " let me be the strongest of all Who deserves to desire pure love in this rainy nightfall. Light the path of my soul in the sky and give me the power of the purest soul at this moment in exchange for my blood to bind them with me for eternity"

“That sounds… dangerous.” “He saved me.” “Maybe. But people who can do that kind of thing so easily… they usually aren’t just nice strangers.” I rubbed my face. “I know.” “Promise me you’ll be careful.” “I will.” But even as I said it, I knew it was a lie. Because the second I closed my eyes that night, all I could see was Dmitri—blood on his knuckles, eyes like winter, voice low and rough when he said my name. And I wasn’t scared.

"Promise me you'll run if you need to. Promise me you won't let love or loyalty or the gods-damned bond get you killed." "I promise to do what's necessary to keep us both alive," I say. It's not the promise he wants, but it's the only one I can give. He opens his mouth to argue, but the words die as the first rays of the Bloodmoon crest the horizon. The effect is instantaneous. Kael's body goes rigid, his eyes rolling back as the curse surges through him. The mark on his ribs flares brilliant red, and shadows explode from his skin like smoke. He gasps, falls to his knees, the chains rattling as his muscles spasm. And then he screams.