Savior Of Divine Blood Chapter 11 Novels & Stories

I wanted to speak but blood gurgled past my lips and Ama screamed in fear, wiping back her tears and raising my head to her laps. I couldn't hold my eyelids anymore and they came shut, plunging me into a darkness. **Hey everyone. A lot of questions are probably running through your mind but just hold on the next chapter would be up soon. And Today!! Noah and Anna had been saved by Seth, and someone came running into them but Noah took the hit. Did he die? And who's the person?! Find out in the next chapter. Drop a review if you are enjoying the story. ~Jane♥️

"It is nothing big, honest. i just need one, maybe two, vials of your blood." "What?" Arisa yelled shocked. I couldn't contain my anger. I involuntarily phased into my demon form, albeit just the first stage. "You want me to bargain with my blood?! You know that is the one thing, other than Liz, that I can't give!" "No, not your blood, HER blood." Veronica pointed over to Arisa who looked pale. "What?" I asked shocked. Arron was also rather confused as he looked on and Liz was behind me, clutching the fabric of my pants into her little hands.

The candles flick several times, then it gets bigger. "Calm down Blair, say nothing, don't let him scare you. I'm here, I'll protect you. Trust me okay?" Shani said calmly as she prepared her and said that she was going to summon him and cast him back to his dimension where he belongs. Blair nodded to her words and smile at Ian telling him silently that Blair was okay. It only took moments until a shadow appeared, Blair looked shocked and Ian was trying hard to hold himself back. He did not want to disrupt the seance that Shani was holding.

He fell back to the ground with me on top; in retaliation for what he had done to me, I scratched his neck - the first thing I could sink my nails into - then leapt up to my feet. A single drop of blood fell to the floor from my broken scar, and the most animalistic growl I had ever heard rippled out of my own chest. I spun to the stairs in a sprint, hoping to the Goddess that no one had heard the commotion and would be waiting to take me down. “IRWIN!” Omari yelled after me, as I made it down a couple of steps. Something compelled me to look back at him.

The rapid fire of questions coming out of Quinn's mouth are muffled when he wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest so tight that he almost crushes my ribs. I look over at the man pinned to the ground by Beta Jackson and another pack warrior, his red eyed boring into my head like he could read my mind. Coldness started sweeping it's way through my body, I could feel the energy pulsing through the small space between the man and I. My long hair starts to whip around me, sparks of electricity visibly moving around us almost like a force field only he and I could see. I could hear the crackle and pop that came from him as he continued to stare at me, mouth gaping open. His teeth dr

The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before. “The Divine Order is made up of four bloodlines. One each governs one of the four base elements, earth, air, fire and water. Each bloodline is made up of guardians, one in each generation. The duty of the guardian is to protect the seal from demon interference, in addition to preparing and training the divine warrior.” I looked up at Aaron. I was starting to feel a headache coming on again. This, on top of everything, was too much. He smiled and turned the book around, scanning the page.

Her blood was like a liquid fire… Just a drop of the virgin’s blood on the stone of Amethyst could bring back the greatest evil of all. The one that provoked horror and terror to man’s heart. The one that enslaved those who were weak and those who are robust, yet not strong enough to withstand it. She could only stare with her eyes widened in fear and horror as the five men in red cloaks and hoods circled a sealed crypt with a weird symbol on the top, murmuring and chanting words she had never heard before and they weren’t even witches!

He saw his hand gradually lose its warmth and felt the blood stops flowing through his limbs. ‘What is going on? What is going on? Huh? Huh?’ “Why did you target the elves, specifically?” He couldn’t think. He couldn’t understand anything. The pain intensified as the blood refused to flow. “I– the lord wants to be the savior.” He was telling the truth. Then, he felt it. The blood that avoided his limbs slowly flowed around his limbs. Turns out it was the correct answer. Being truthful was the correct answer. “Why did your lord want to be the savior?”

I didn’t need a blueprint. I just needed to follow the sound of the hearts I was protecting. THE END OF BLOOD AND BETRAYAL