Strike The Blood Kiriha Novels & Stories

“She shall return satiated and ye shall be safe.” “What does she plan on feeding on?” Tim asked warily. “Blood is what she requires,” Agatha said as she gave him a puzzled look. “Animal or human?” Tim persisted. “Ah, now I understand,” she said with a smile. “Kira is a kindly soul. Now that her head is clear and she thinks like her old self, she seeks only animal blood. She will hunt for a larger beast, such as a deer or a wolf; something that can afford to donate blood without loss of life. Had she not been in such immediate need of blood, she would have spared the squirrels.”

👹👹👹👹 Legend of the lightning beast👹👹👹👹 🖊️🖊️ written by Temmy🖊️🖊️ 🎤🎤 produced by Kim library🎤🎤 👑👑 episode 33👑👑 ***The realm of the unknown*** Mira tucked the small sharp dagger provided alongside with the blood reaper in her waist,she swung the blood reaper speedily and dashed at the red hooded guy. She swung it at him aiming for his heart but to her dismay,the red hooded boy appeared behind her. In a blink of an eye,he punched her causing her to crash roughly into a tree. She stood up with fury,she swung the blood reaper speedily at him,he appeared behind her again but she was able to duck the punch,she quickly drew back the reaper making the blade to slash him on his che

“The shadow lives in you.” “Stay calm. Do not lose yourself.” Kira’s voice snapped inside me. But Veraka howled, drowning her out. “Kill him! Tear his heart! I want his blood!” The storm built inside me. Every strike grew wilder. I lunged, shadows bursting from my form, slamming into him like a wave. He stumbled, but then twisted, his blade biting into my shoulder. Pain tore through me. A roar escaped my lips, claws slashing across his face, leaving three jagged lines that oozed blood.

Bryan agreed. "But…" Kira said as she took a step back. "There is one more thing I need to do." "What is that?" Bryan asked, him and Aiden looking confused. "Stay there," she told them gently. "I will break the curse." With that being said, she raised the dagger in her hand and sliced her palm just enough to bleed, and as blood began to flow, she heard it—a whisper in her ears. Immediately, she tucked the dagger at the back of her trousers and rubbed her hands together, coating her palms with her blood.

" do you mind giving me a hand? I am trying to lift him but the bastard is very heavy. I have already dug a grave not far from here, I would appreciate it if you will help me move the body " " Ahhh!!" Kira screamed out loud and horrified. because there was a bloody murderer in front of her who was asking her to help him bury a corpse! she immediately tried to take to her heels, just like she had planned before. but what she hadn't noticed was the puddle of blood from earlier. her shoes slipped and she fell right into the red mess. because she had hit her head hard on the ground, she fell unconscious.

he cried. Blood! A slight blood splash could be seen on his shirt. “ What's going on? ” they asked in horror as they looked at the edge of the hallway. The blonde-haired Kira walks out from the stairs with her both knives dangling in her hands “ HI, I'm Killer! Pleased to meet you! ” She says with a jovial look on her face, blood dripping from the tip of the knives she showcased. They froze. They were so shocked at what they were seeing that they could hear their hearts pounding within their ribcages. The blood stain had to be hers, was she alright?

There was only Lyra, kneeling on the concrete, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Then, Kira stepped into the frame. The footage showed Kira reaching out, her hands locking onto Lyra's shoulders. The camera zoomed in as the dark, swirling vortex of the Blood Heir’s essence began to pull from Lyra's skin, the golden light of the Nightbreeze lineage draining into Kira’s veins. It looked brutal. It looked systematic.

My teeth tear through his throat, my claws shredding muscle, bone, anything in my way. The second turns toward me— Too slow. I rip him apart. There is no hesitation. No restraint. Just pure, brutal destruction. And still— It isn’t enough. Kira collapses. Her massive form hits the ground hard, blood pooling beneath her, the silver blade still buried in her chest. I shift back before I even realize I’ve done it, stumbling toward her, my hands shaking. “Kira—” My voice breaks. “Kira, stay with me—”

Kira's fingers trembled around it. "Let them chant," she whispered, her voice shaking now. "Let them scream her name." Her lips curled. "They'll forget." She raised the relic. The moment it caught the light— something snapped. It tore through the room like a shockwave. Kira screamed. A raw, broken sound as blood burst from her mouth, spilling down her chin, staining her dress. Her knees buckled. For a second—I thought she would collapse, end it right there. But she didn't.

It was hard for me to find the right time to hurt him because he was moving fast and it got faster when he saw my blood. When I saw the right time, I immediately kicked him in the stomach and then slapped his face causing him to step back. I took the cloth that was in my shoe and then threw it at him. It hit his left arm. I was surprised when he arrived in front of me. Using his two hands, he scratched me hard causing me to fly. Good thing I crossed my arms to protect myself. I groaned as my back hit a tree. I looked at him while struggling with pain. My eyes widened when he raised one of his hands and something... black smoke came out. Wait... what?! Is that... black magic? Is this a dream!