Red Rising Sling Blade Novels & Stories

Marina saw it too late, the sword position was hidden under her blind spot and because of its chirp appearance and lack of luster she didn’t saw the bald man swinging it from under his left side. Slash! A red line appeared. Drip. Drip. Blood slowly dripped down from the cut, falling onto the cold ground. Marina was once again frozen in spot when she saw a deep gash on Zen cheek. It wasn’t her first time seeing blood but this must be the first time she saw it with color. ‘Rin… stay calm… he isn’t dead yet…’ Droon said with his monotone child-like voice. Marina snap out of her deep thoughts and fear.

I spat, quickly acting on the idea in my head. I soon had the situation reversed, now the blade was in my possession, placed to his neck. “Alpha, is it really alright for me to let her win? My honor is trampled in front of everyone,” the gamma said in the complaint, not even worried that I wanted to use him as a bargaining chip. Sighing, I threw away the blade and then took out a red pill hidden in my clothes. It wasn’t dangerous, besides, high-ranking rogue fighters have this. But to these idiots who have never seen it, they might think I wanted to commit suicide.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Now that work is almost done, that’s why he gave his preference to his work. Jack handover Alex a file. “Alex it’s a file of Red Rose, she commits three murders with different weapons but every time she tortured the victim before killing, she even dares to leave her sigh proudly which shows her deep hatred towards the victim and true confidence in herself.” “Every deceased was connected to each other and we don’t have any evidence but heard from a few people that they all recently encountered some problems.” Jack explained many more things about the case, and Alex was listening and reading the file given by Jack.

Its hilt glowed faintly violet, and the air around it rippled with suppressed violence. “What is that?” Marisella asked, her voice low. “The Sigil Blade,” the Seer answered. “A weapon tied to her bloodline. Hidden until the echoes resurfaced.” Eryx cursed under his breath. “If that’s here, we’re in more trouble than I thought.” The pendant pulsed again, stronger, and Marisella felt her knees weaken. The air became heavy, pressing down on her shoulders. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rolled—not overhead, but below, as if the underworld itself had shifted.

Ītzpāpālōtl screeches, flailing in fury. Closer now. Almost close enough. Arya looks at me. “One!” We draw our diamond daggers. “Two!” We edge forward, preparing to leap. “Three!” We launch ourselves at her back, blades in hand. The wings cut us the second we touch them, even through the cloth—shredding skin, slicing muscle. But we hold on. We have to. She thrashes, trying to shake us loose, and our blades drive deeper with each movement.

She opened her eyes and nod her head steadily making him smirk in satisfaction. He held his hand up and grabbed the sharp knife from the table before placing it in front of Rose. She stared at the knife blankly. "Do it. Compensate my pain. Slit your wrists.” ________________________________________ Do remember the relationship is toxic. And I am not trying to romanticize it. Next will be up soon. Keep liking and taping on the follow button for more interesting updates.Adios.

he was kicked back a few metres. He looked and saw Rin holding on to was perceived as a high frequency sonic blade (the type that vibrates so quickly that it looks still). then he looked at himself and saw that the needles were not the only things that were detached. his entire weapons system was in shambles, and his armour was shaved off so he was pretty much naked and had not choice but to use the last tool in his shed which was to hack. "with this I could win the battle." he said as he shot a faint beam that barely bruised Rin on her forehead and seemed to have no effect.

He steps in front of me, and now I see it more clearly, it’s long and narrow. “You disobey,” he says. “So you’ll bleed for it.” I brace myself, but don’t flinch. The blade moves quickly, slicing across my forearm. It’s not too deep, but it burns. The silver bites against my skin. I grit my teeth to stop myself from crying out. The pain is awful, but I stay standing. Blood drips to the floor, and he watches it in amusement. “Next,” he mutters before sitting back down. Rael stands, and Riven shakes. He doesn’t move other than to stand. “Crawl to me,” he says before sitting again.

Blood spattered across my face as I drove my knife into the hybrid's throat. Not a killing blow—these fuckers were resilient—but enough to buy me seconds. I twisted the silver blade, widening the wound, before kicking it back into the trees. "Six o'clock," Silas called. I spun, dropping to one knee as another hybrid lunged overhead. It landed awkwardly, and I slashed across its hamstrings before it could recover. The silver blade cut through enhanced muscle and tendon, sending it crashing to the forest floor.