Strike The Blood English Dub Novels & Stories

“Now, now, be patient. I assure you, you will grow to like it. All this blood used to belong to little boys, the freshest you can ever find! Be quiet, and you will soon find the joy in this!” “F*uc*k off, you monster!” [

I tell him, I felt something painfully growing on my teeth, fangs, I have fangs. "I rush to the hospital to get some blood bag for, sounds cool?" He asked and I nod with a smile. I turned around as he walks out. My mind flew back to what that driver in the cab said before. 'reloj su Atrás,o karma será cause Que gran daño con el maldición de sangre' {Watch your back, or karma will cause you great harm with the curse of blood }

And it made me wonder, how many others like this were rotting beneath the surface of our society, while their leaders turned a blind eye? I shifted, barely. Then the first strike came, silent, fast. A blade of movement in the dark. I had to release Lukeman, dropping him hard as I pivoted to catch the attack. Steel met bone. A snarl tore through the room. Now it was war. And the Strigoi were about to remember why they feared the old blood.

He loomed over. “I thought you were very strong,” he growled, his voice guttural, distorted by the beast. “This is dissapointing.” He reared up, claws raised high, ready to tear straight through my throat. I struggled, forcing my body to move, but the wound screamed with every attempt, blood slicking the ground beneath me. My vision blurred and my heartbeat thundered in my ears. The killing strike fell but it didn’t land. A blur of motion crashed into Jared’s side with bone-breaking force. A new snarl resounded. It was Ethan.

Everyone scampers, my hands unable to strike anything again. “Oh my goddess,” someone pants. “What the hell is wrong with her?” The words feel far away yet so close at the same time. “She has claws.” “Does it mean she’s been lying about being wolfless!” “Judging by the blood, it could be her first time.” “Goddess, I hope this is normal. She cut me, who knows what diseases she has.” “She cut me too.” Slowly, their words get drowned out by the roaring in my ears. My whole body feels heavy, different. I try to move my hands and feet…but I can’t.

A massive force slammed into my chest, sending me skidding backward. I hit the ground, growled, and stood. The bastard was standing there. The Alpha of Duskfall. He smirked. “Finally, we meet again.” Rage flickered in my chest. My voice was low and lethal. “You shouldn’t be doing this. You’re going to regret it.” He laughed. “No. You are.” He struck first. I blocked, then slashed back. Our claws met in a violent blur. We moved fast—too fast for the others to follow. Blow after blow. Pain rippled through my ribs, but I kept going.

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.

“You want to take the blood of my children? In your dreams!” “Bastard! I'll kill your children…” He didn't get a chance to continue, as my foot first stepped on his neck and then kicked him hard. With lightning speed, I darted forward to rush him. My sword flashed with a reddish-blue light, and the power of nature permeated every fiber of my body. My first strike ignited sparks that erupted from its body, but it only laughed mockingly.

She could feel the power of her bloodline surging within her, fueling her attacks. Alex fought by her side, his presence a constant source of strength. Together, they moved through the enemy ranks, their movements synchronized and unstoppable. As the battle raged on, Beauty found herself face to face with Leon. His eyes narrowed as he recognized her. "Beauty," he spat. "I should have killed you when I had the chance." Beauty's eyes blazed with determination. "You underestimated me, Leon. And now, you'll pay the price." Leon lunged at her, his attacks swift and brutal. But Beauty was ready. She dodged and countered, her movements a blur. She could feel the strength of her bloodline pulsing th

My expression became cold, but before I could teach her a lesson, she hopped off the sofa, and shouted, "If you hadn't seduced Dad back in the day, my mom would've been Samantha instead! You're so shameless!" As if she were worried that I'd have trouble understanding what she just said, she increased her volume. "Don't even get me started on those fans of yours. They're even more shameless than you! They said that Samantha deserved getting sick, so I'll curse you to death so that she can become my mom instead!" Smack! I could feel my palm stinging. Daphne held her face in disbelief, her eyes becoming red as she teared up. "You… You hit me! How dare you hit me?!"