Revenge Of The Iron-blooded Sword Hound Webnovel Novels & Stories

The courtyard was a nightmare of melting gold and shattered iron. I gripped my broadsword tight. The handle was slick with freezing rain and Aurelian blood. I deflected a heavy thrust from a Sunburst soldier. I spun and kicked the side of his armored knee. He collapsed with a sharp cry. I drove my heavy iron pommel into his golden helmet to keep him down. Below the earth, my mate was hunting.

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”

The Council’s most ruthless hunter. And it was already tracking their scent. The first scream tore through the camp like a knife. Rio bolted upright as silver-eyed vampires rushed past the window. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burning wood. “They’ve found us,” Odessa hissed, her crimson coat swirling as she unsheathed twin daggers. Claude’s voice roared outside. “TO ARMS!” The Bloodhound struck like a shadow. Seven feet tall, its black cloak shredded by thorns, its pale, eyeless face framed by a mane of tangled hair. Long, jagged claws gleamed in the firelight as it tore through two rebels in a single swipe—one headless, the other split nearly in half.

The blade gleamed with a brilliant silver light, its edge shimmering with a promise of sharpness. The blood sword! I exclaimed internally, astonished by the fact that I had successfully conjured the legendary weapon known to be wielded by a valiant warrior from Cairos—a neighboring nation to Springgan. Apollo had shared stories about it, expressing his dream to create such a weapon one day. Empowered by the gauntlet, I held the blood sword with ease. The blade's edge gleamed, a testament to its lethal potential. Just as the icy shield surrounding me shattered, the dominus seized the opportunity to consume me. Its jaws opened wide as it lunged towards me. Reacting swiftly, I positioned the sw

Every blood arrow was like lava. It was as dense as an arrow cluster, washing the sky. This area of the void was instantly melted by the fire and kept collapsing, bursting out a sound like dragging steel. This strike was full of the anger and hatred of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon. He swore to destroy Head Dog's body and soul! But just as the rain of blood was about to fall on Head Dog, Head Dog looked up at him. There was a hint of pride in Head Dog’s eyes that could not be hidden.

Then she felt the car rock and heard the sound of heavy footsteps pounding towards the trunk. The door lifted and light hit her face, Lena flinched and used her barely working hands to shield her eyes, her vision burned with white and her head felt like it would split in two with the pain, after a few seconds, shapes started coming into focus. Reid stood Infront of her cramped body, he looked down at her with distain in his face, his jaw clenched tight and his brown hair messy, just like his wolves fur...The wolf that had killed her father Infront of her eyes.

Prepare to defend our home! Sophia felt a quiver run down her spine as the transforming forms into their wolf forms emerged, a feeling of dread, yet determination that this was a fight over what rightfully belonged to them-one that needed to be done. Though her heart bled for Daniel-how she wished she could reach him, pull him back from the darkness he seemed to fall into. Stay close to me, Sophia," Ash said, turning into his wolf form beside her. His fur glinted reassuringly in the moonlight. "We'll face this together."

"Be careful what you wish for, mortal. Vengeance comes at a price." "I don't care," Carmen said, her fists clenched. She couldn't care less about some sick price awaiting her. She had already died once, so what other 'price' was greater than death itself? "They took everything from me. I want them to feel what I felt. I want them to suffer." Nyx extended a hand, her long fingers glowing faintly. "Then rise, Carmen. Rise as the herald of the night. Your vengeance will be your strength, and your fury will be your weapon. But remember-once you begin this path, there is no return."

HANNAH I kept running, racing my paws as fast as possible despite the pain I felt in my body. I could even see blood on the front of my paws from the latest fight, in which I tried to save my Beta from the rogues attacking us. We were only two. So the only option was to help each other. I wasn’t a good warrior, but I was glad I got the chance to learn how to fight. However, my experience in battle was none, let alone a rogue attack. I wasn’t expecting it as there was none in the timeline of my past life.

he paused and pointed the gun at Cynthia. "You were so good in bed, I foolishly let you into my bed without knowing that you are Delilah. Thank God I am not Sampson who was blinded by sweet pûssy. I am smarter than you" he shrugged. "How much did that guy pay you? Oh, maybe he fûcked you better than I did!" He laughed. "It feels good to waste the blood of those who betrayed you. It will be more fun sucking the blood of your enemies!"