Skyrim Blood And Snow の小説・ストーリー

For the first time, all three sides of her screamed in unison: Fight. Damien shifted mid-stride, his massive black wolf slamming into a rogue, snapping its neck with brutal efficiency. Felix blurred past, faster than sight, sinking his fangs into a feral vampire’s throat, tearing it open in a spray of ash. “Maya!” Naomi’s voice rang out as she struggled to keep a rogue wolf away from her mate. Maya’s instincts surged. She let go. Her body twisted, bones snapping, fur bursting forth as Aurora—the great white wolf with ice-blue eyes—took

Flashback: ARACHNE’S P.O.V “Promise me!” Helena’s voice cuts through the room like a blade, ragged and desperate. She’s dying. Bleeding out, trembling, and barely holding on. I grip her hand, heart pounding loud enough for both of us to hear. “Hel, please—”

The wind howled violently, scratching at my throat until I felt an itch that seemed to make me want to cough. "Enough talking. Choose, or I'll let them both go." At Amber's signal, the men next to us hoisted both me and Tara up. The salty sea breeze hit me in the face, and the sharp smell of ocean water churned my stomach. However, nothing compared to the screaming in my ears. Before I could even draw a breath, Ethan had already made his choice. At that moment, everything went silent. Amber instinctively turned to look at me. My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why.

“Then why does your blood smell like his?” Her pulse stuttered. “Maybe because I’m the only one who didn’t plan to kill him.” For an instant, the great King of Lycans looked amused. Then the ground trembled. The runes screamed white, and something dark peeled itself out of the treeline— a shape of claws and smoke that shrieked like broken metal. Taren screamed. Kaelira shifted before she knew she had moved. And the forest, for the first time, looked back.

Kael dropped to one knee. His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as blood dripped from a deep gash across his shoulder, staining the snow beneath him crimson. Around him, Moonhold was burning. The eastern wall had collapsed into heaps of shattered stone. Smoke billowed into the night sky, carrying the scent of burning pine and blood. Wolves fought desperately through the streets, their howls mixing with the clash of steel and the shrieks of shadow creatures. The Hollow King's army had reached the heart of the pack. Kael forced himself back to his feet. He ignored the pain tearing through his body. He ignored the exhaustion threatening to pull him under. An Alpha did not fall while his peo

A white wolf locked eyes on him, grabbed the jar in its jaws, and respectfully placed it in my hand. Another wolf bared its teeth and sank them into Noah's neck. It tossed him into the air and slammed him to the ground. Just as they opened their jaws to finish him off, I raised a hand. They stopped at once, crouched by my side with their heads lowered. Noah's eyes lit up. "May, I'll… be happy to die here. But you stopped them… Does this mean—" I yawned, then continued, "You're reading too much into it. I just didn't want them tainted by your filthy blood."

The sky that night was not its usual silver. It was red. A blood moon loomed over the Lunar Pack, casting an eerie glow across the mountains. Shadows danced across burning huts. Screams pierced the air. Smoke curled high into the heavens—as if the stars themselves were mourning. Lyra’s heart pounded in her chest, her arms wrapped tightly around a crying infant—Snow. Her daughter. Her Moon Goddess reborn. “Zane!” she screamed, her voice raw with panic. “They’re coming!”

The girls even got to play in the snow last summer. Sanguines is 3 years old… However, his growth is fast. He looked to be 6 or 7 years old now. He aged at a high speed. It’s like he ages two years in one. I fear for how long this will continue. Will he aged into an old man in 40 years or will he be like me, and stop aging at a curtain age. Jamira tells me it depends on how much noble blood he has in him. I pray he is more noble than human. He drinks blood from a cup now, has learned to stay up during the day, and sleep at night. He only drinks animal blood, and my own. I had noticed he gets arrges when around humans, however drinking my blood seems to satisfy him for the time being. I fear

Besides, I think they're too impatient to do things calmly. "What do you know about this wine called 'Blood of the Wise'?" Judging Orion's expression, there's no doubt, he's willing to tell him everything he wants to know. Ah. The scent of victory.

The snow was getting heavier as the storm became more violent. Chu Xun's hair was fluttering in the storm. His blood-tainted clothes stood out glaringly in the snow covered land. He walked very slowly, leaving a trail of deep footprints behind. His eyes were crimson in color and had a devilish look in them, and the smell of his bloodlust permeated through the storm. He was like a wounded beast, a beast that wanted to tear down everything in its way.