Novel & Cerita Savior Of Divine Blood Chapter 11

Moving my eyes from hers, I look at him and ask, “Is there a way to prove to her that she is this savior that you speak of?” His eyes move from mine back to Kylee, as he stares at her intensely, before he finally says, “With her blood.” Making Kylee instantly take a step back from him, in fear of what he was about to do to her, but I sensed that he meant no threat to her with his words. Shaking her head at him, she asks him, “What about my blood?” “Your blood holds healing powers. A couple drops of your blood could restore the land that we are standing on now to its former glory.” The Angel of Death explains to her, and I see in her eyes recognition that she believes him, but why?

Oh, Gia, from the flying pan, right into the flaming fire! "You are fucking crossing the line now, you bitch. I was planning on ending your miserable lives together as I listen to your painful words of goodbye, but I can still choose to blow your empty brain right this minute. I will lose nothing, you know? I..." "I don't think so, boss, Ejay." A voice comes from the door, making us both turn to see who it is. ‘Savior!’ I murmur to myself as this filthy dog gets off me. Can I kneel down for a minute and thank the heavens? I guess heaven is not actually silent on me.

He immediately went there and saw blood all over the place. He turned to go when suddenly he saw something, and his breath hitched in his throat. He saw that it was Aadhira’s locket which was laying there covered in blood clots. “Aadhira,” Harry shouted in agony and fell on the ground with a thud. Flashback:- Harry was going when his pilot told that there is some technical fault in their plane, and they don’t have any time to land anywhere. So, all the people jumped from the emergency exit after wearing parachutes.

She asked. Athena smiled. “We will name him after the person I will never forget. Without him, I would probably be dead… But he sacrificed himself to save me, and our baby. I will cherish him and forever be grateful.” She looked at Ethan, who nodded and smiled like he was telling her to go on. “His name is Marcus… Marcus Reed.” FINALE Thank you for reading My Savior is a Devil until the end.

I weep, my body hurt, my bone is smashed, I try to implore the rest of our classmates to save me, but none of them spare me a glance. “Ava, I cried out her name, please forgive me, don't let him kill me, I am sorry I will never come near you again. “Stop, I don't want to listen to your voice again, I need to kill you fast so that I can go and dine with my beautiful mate, I don't want to keep her waiting before he could finish me off I hear a voice that screamed at him to stop “Stop” I opened my eyes to see who my Savior his, it was his brother.

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

She ran to the upper room and shut the door. "A divine soul's blood. How did it get here?". She muttered and quickly went to her safe box, brought it out, and opened it. She brought out an antidote and drank it. A few minutes later, her body calmed down but she was weak. She hasn't fully recovered and now, she just drank a cup of the divine soul's blood. Out of all blood, a divine soul's blood is poisonous to a witch. It burns them from within and if there is no antidote, it burns them outside. Emily fell to the ground, breathing slowly while looking at that roof.

I cried and prayed inside as I didn't have the strength to speak out any more. “Stop!" A female voice rang from behind me that made the man pause from penetrating me. The voice sounded so familiar making me turn around to see who it was… _________________ As a savior arrived? Or is everything about to get even worse for Ella? Find out in the next chapter

It didn’t scream. That was worse. I unfolded it slowly. The words swam for a moment before settling. My sweet girl, If you are reading this, then I have failed you in the only way that matters. I wanted to believe that loving you would be enough to keep you safe. I was wrong. There are men who use blood as ownership and memory as a weapon. If one of them ever tells you that you belong to him—know that he is lying. You belong only to yourself. My throat closed.