Strike The Blood Natsuki Novels & Stories

) If it is a virgin, it would be mentioned that it has vital virginal Yang or Yin, if it does not have it, it is omitted. Suck! Suck! Jiang Wushuang kept sucking the soldier's blood while continuing to stab to hasten death. The soldier's struggles slowed down until he fell to the ground. His eyes were still open due to the terror and pain that I endure. Ahhh Jiang Wushuang withdrew her fangs and stood up, using her sleeves to wipe the blood from her mouth, the blood potency skill was lost, as he began to feel signs of fatigue. "Now, to see what will happen." Jiang Wushuang watches the lifeless body as he regains her strength.

I crashed back down onto the bed, my cheek burning. “How dare you?!” Nova screamed, his voice filled with fury. “How fucking dare you cum without my permission, you selfish little slut?!”

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

"I am a witch, and I need something you have." "What would that be?" I asked, still struggling against the net. "Your blood." My eyes widened in shock and horror. My blood? What did she want with my blood? "Why do you need my blood?" I asked. I was scared but curious at the same time. Natasha chuckled. "Relax, I'm not going to drain you dry or anything. I just need a little bit of your blood to perform a ritual." "A ritual for what?" I asked, trying to stay calm.

Silas had given them the authority to strike decisively, and Nixon's team, armed with knowledge and cunning, infiltrated vampire hideouts like phantoms in the night. The first strike unfolded in silence, a ballet of precision as the squads breached the perimeters. Silas's fighters engaged with the vampires, their moves a choreography of supernatural prowess, claws, and fangs meeting with lethal precision. Nixon's team, adept at exploiting the supernatural vulnerabilities of their enemies, incapacitated the bloodsuckers with swift and surgical efficiency.

He sneered at them, but they were a bit crazy and started giggling “The girl was beautiful, can you imagine her red blood flowing?” He said with a dreamy look on his face. The man punched him in the face as he did not answer his question. The main reason he picked these two to attack Natalie was because they were obsessed, to see the crimson flow. They found it exhilarating. The man giggled despite being punched as he spoke, “A guy helped her. But I stabbed him. You should have been there. His blood was flowing—“

Is she his wife? “You bastard! Let them go!” the brown hair roared, thrashing wildly. Blood seeped from his wrists where the ropes bit into his skin, crimson threading down his arms as he strained against the bindings. Darius didn’t spare him a glance. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Emos, voice calm—almost casual. “Do you know why they call me the Blood Moon Slaughter?” Emos’ eyes were steel. “Because you slaughter people, you sick fuck.”

he asked her. Iris was more than ready. She smiled up to you and bit on to his neck. Eris did the same to her's and blood flowed out from their necks. A red rose grew out from the small wound. "Don't even try to hold back, darling. Let their blood flow with no mercy." He agreed with his mate. They're an unstoppable duo and facing them means death. Their spirit wolf took over and all they wanted is to create bloodshed. The rest of their allies battled out with the demons while the three commanders assisted the couple from destroying the ritual.

I didn’t know what it was but it felt dangerous and more evil the louder the voices got. The voices repeated, Kill her. I felt this sinister presence dominate my mind and body. I floated through the air, looking down at Natalie with dark crimson eyes and dark green energy hovering over my body. “Why won’t you just die?” Natalie said. She turned her mallet into a giant sword and jumped up. But I caught her sword in midair. “ What the hell are you?” Natalie asked. “Your destruction,” I roared while speaking with a thousand different voices. I countered her attack by shattering her sword with my bare hand and blasting her with tiger shroud coated with dark energy. She hit the end of the force f

The first force she used on the witches must have been from the sun, but it was weak because it was setting, but now that the moon was out, she had strong magic to use. It took a while, but we killed all the evil-looking wolves. I was in awe at the level of massacre around us. We did not lose a soul. This was exactly what happened during the first attack, and I looked at my mate, who was howling at the moon. Everyone copied her and did the same. "The battle is over," Ashria told me through the link, and I ordered everyone to return to their homes. The Bloods were left to clean the mess since they did not fight in the battle.