Strike The Blood Avrora Novels & Stories

"That was what I thought as well—if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. I had seen such wolves only less than a handful of times. They are as rare as blood jade diamonds. But in the end, Dr. Carter was able to kill her using the star-shaped pendant. This object is capable of weakening them to their lowest point if exposed to them for a long while. And then he stabbed her, in order for her not to heal fast—until she bled out and died." Silver Bloods, star-shaped pendant... What's next? I asked myself all this, even though deep down, I knew he wasn't lying. When Dr. Carter had extracted the blood from Melissa, it had been silver. And also, there was that one time Hannah had her fangs out, and h

Neither side knew what to make of it, fighting each other but seeing her as the bigger threat. Ava came across a vampire pinning a soldier to the ground. He raised his hand to pummel the soldier, and Ava caught his wrist. Through their contact, Ava sent a jolt of electricity into the vampire, causing him to go rigid. As the vampire continued to kneel over the human, his body under her control, she opened her mouth. Wider than was natural. She sucked the vampire’s soul from him, devouring it. Finished with her quarry, she released him. His husk of a body fell face first on top of the human she saved. The man did not move, paralyzed as he was in fear. Ava walked away.

The rain kept getting heavier, so I had no choice but to slow the car. My voice, however, stayed as calm as ever. “I loved him… very much.” Ava turned to look at me in shock. “Then why did you…” My eyes drifted down to my wrist. The bruises that once covered it had long since faded.

“Hit me. Hard.” “I don’t want to—” “Then you’ll never survive the Blood Moon.” Mara’s tone was flat, not unkind. “Hit me.” Ava swallowed, lifted the staff, and swung. Mara deflected it easily with her forearm and sent it spinning out of Ava’s grip. “Again.”

—THE TRAITOR’S STRIKE It happened in a blink. As Ava turned to face her people, a figure burst from the crowd—hooded, fast, blade gleaming. Cassian shouted. Darius leapt. But the assassin was already too close. The dagger aimed for Ava’s heart. Until she caught it mid-air. The crowd gasped. Ava twisted the blade free, flipped it, and drove it into the traitor’s side—without hesitation. The hood fell. And her blood ran cold. “Nira,” she whispered.

The Bloody Red Humanoid figure continued the torture of words. He had already sworn, to inflict as much pain as possible, on the black being, for disturbing him earlier when he wanted to absorb those dead creatures—which were later destroyed due to the fight. Splash Blood splattered as he drove his trident into the Black Being's heart. "Argh!" The Black Being cried reflexively. Then, Pah! The Black Being spat in Avatar's eyes directly and wrapped his hands around him—to seize him. "How dare you? Are you still planning to escape!

Each strike was fueled by the pain of losing Kairo, each spell cast with the burning desire for revenge. The adversary quivered before her, unfit to repel the sheer force of her wrath. Ava came a whirlwind of destruction, her movements a blur of murderous grace. No bone could stand in her way. She fought with an intensity that sounded nearly inhuman, her body driven by the anguish that consumed her heart.

The frame groaned, the steel groaned louder, and then, finally, the door flew off its hinges, crashing into the room with a violent thud. I burst through the threshold, weapon raised, my vision narrowed to a single point of lethal intent. But the sight stopped my heart. Aurora was strapped to the reclining chair, her head lolling to the side, her eyes rolled back so only the whites showed. A thick, wide-bore needle was buried in her arm, and a glass jar on the tray was already filling with the dark, rich crimson of her blood. And there she was.

*Scraaape…* "Olivia the Lacerator" Ravyn responded. The splattering blood on her cheek once again bathed the purple-haired girl in the innocent's blood during their encounter.

She spoke loud enough for everyone to hear then she looked at me again. “I require your blood.” She wasn’t asking. My hand was grabbed quickly, turned palm up, where a cut appeared. One of the vampires moved so quickly I hadn’t even seen it. I didn’t know which one it was until Acelin grabbed him by the neck and slung him off to the side.