Split Your Lungs With Blood And Thunder Novels & Stories

I sighed, “I’ve been better, but I’m alive. Thanks for everything you’ve done for me.” She smiled, “No problem. But I can’t take all the credit. The Moon and your mates helped. They both gave you blood to help replenish what you lost last night. The bullet hit a major vein that supplies blood to your heart, and all the blood in your chest cavity caused your right lung to collapse. We had to repair the damage in your chest, and then drain the blood with a tube in your side so your lung would reinflate again. I removed the tube a few hours ago. And Alpha Grey prayed to The Moon to aid in your healing.”

"And look, we have finally found him." "You didn't find him, he came on his own, in front of you, bastard!" He hit Howl Wolf Thor with a powerful punch in the side of his waist, which hit him directly in the kidney, causing him to fall to the ground and groan. The circulation of blood in his body had increased, due to which his mouth turned red. It seemed as if all the blood had collected and came to his face. "Fuck…" he mumbled, trying to stand up but instead falling on his ass again. He coughed and gasped, trying to get air into his lungs. It felt like his lungs were full of water and he couldn’t breathe at all.

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.

I let it pour, wetting my shirt as I cried everything out. I Katherine Thawne, has never been hurt this way before. It felt new...and it raw. Indeed, Heartbreak is the father of all prickled needles. TBC

He didn’t emerge from the shadows. As the thunder peaked, the sky itself split open violet light tearing down from the northern horizon like a festering wound. The air screamed as the rift bled wider, warping everything it touched. “It’s you,” I breathed, the words scraping out of my throat half shudder, half growl. My fingers locked around the silver dagger until the hilt bit into my palm. He cocked his head, slow and deliberate. Those eyes slick, lightless voids dragged over me with open contempt.

THE WOLF BENEATH THE FLAME When Thunder Speaks Deep night. Rain lashes the windows of the Omega Quarter. Xavier lies in his small cot, curled in sweat-soaked sheets. Thunder rolls overhead like war drums. The room flickers with every lightning flash. Xavier (groaning, sitting upright, breath sharp): “…not again…” A pulse erupts in his chest—like fire ripping through veins. He clutches his sternum, gasping as a vision seizes him.

My breath wheezed in and out of my lungs, heart pounding in my chest with the thunder of battle around us. His blood tasted like copper in my mouth. He stilled. And for a moment… I saw the scared kid under the monster’s skin. But this wasn’t a game anymore. It had never been. Thorne’s claws dug deep, shredding skin and muscle right below my ribs. I screamed, a howl of agony and anger, before his fist connected with my kneecap, and something gave. My leg buckled. I collapsed to the stone beneath me, wind knocked out of me, as blood already began to flow in thick, warm rivers down my side.

Anna's POV The deafening crack of thunder shook my soul, and the blinding explosion of platinum and crimson light didn't push me into the dark, it snapped my eyes wide open. I could feel Ronald's hand over my heart, burning like liquid gold, and Ryker's hand beside his, pulsing like a heavy furnace of molten silver. The two royal Alpha sparks didn't fight each other inside my chest cavity, they collided, swirled, and fused directly with my own starving dual wolves.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.