Tanjiro Blood Eye Novels & Stories

I was desperate obviously. He looked me over almost in contemplation then shifted his eyes back ahead staring at the wall. So he had more restraint than the other one who bit me, Malachi. “Come on. There must be something you want from me.” I wasn’t so good at being seductive or whatever, but all I needed was my hands freed. If he thought he was going to touch me in that way, I’d fry him like a piece of chicken. “She’ll never have to know. No one will. My blood can do things you’ve never dreamed of. Ask Malachi.”

As these words appeared, Zephyr Khan suddenly let out a cold humph. A figure suddenly erupted. A mysterious scar slowly appeared between his brows. It was just like the eyes of a demon god as a frightening force swiftly surged out. The Evil Breaking Eye! As the Evil Breaking Eye evolved, a powerful tearing sound quickly appeared beside him. There, a huge white bone hand was grabbing at him fiercely. "What pure blood energy..." The mysterious voice slowly appeared, with unconcealable excitement and excitement. It was faster and faster than before. "Do you want my blood? I'm afraid you don't have the ability... Get out of here!"

I knew for sure that this day was my death, just had to wait for the painless wound. A man carrying a machete stared at me with a red eye then started slowly towards me , his machete dripped of blood, his hand tied with a scarf. Everything about him reflected “death”. I could not bear the thought of being hitched to death, it was surely not the painless death that I had prayed to come.

I screamed, lunging forward. But I was stopped mid-stride. A wall of invisible force, cold as a tombstone, slammed into my chest, throwing me back. I watched in horror as the black liquid solidified into jagged, obsidian chains. This was the **Blood-Binding**. I could see the chains sinking into Rowan’s skin, not just cutting his flesh, but hooking into his very essence. Rowan let out a sound that broke my heart. It wasn't the roar of a Beast. It was the choked, rattling cry of a man being hollowed out from the inside.

Young Master Yao looked very happy to see blood splattered everywhere. "Hahahaha, ah! Blood really makes me happy. Let's taste our food now, starting with the eyes. Hopefully, the taste won't disappoint me," Young Master Yao used his two fingers to pick up the man's eyes, then put them in his mouth and chewed them whole. Crack... crackk...

Darcio roared, charging even faster than before, sinking his teeth into Dearon's side— My mouth opened in a silent scream. A single tear slid down my cheek. Dearon rolled to the side, letting Darcio's teeth rip his flesh. A thick stream of Dearon's blood stained the ground, but he leaped back to his feet, a powerful growl tearing through his throat. Then he lunged, diving low and closing his jaws over Darcio's neck. A sliver of hope flared within me, but then I saw it—the odd, unnatural glow in Darcio's eyes. The power of the Moon Tear…

Blood pours from the corner of his eye, thick and fast, sliding down his cheek like a crimson tear. I tilt my head, studying it like an artist appraising his canvas. Then I twist. Not fast. Not deep. Just enough to shred the muscle behind the eye. His whole body convulses. War doesn't flinch. He just stares—stone-still, jaw clenched, tracking every drop like he's memorizing it. Like he needs to see him suffer as badly as I do. When the eye finally collapses, leaking pulp and blood, I pull the pick free. It makes a soft, wet pop as it slides loose.

Saratan’s P.O.V "I own you, little vessel." His breath was icy against my neck as he leaned in, “Every drop of the blood thrumming through your veins belongs to me… and when you bore me, I’ll drain and stuff you." My pulse thudded erratically and I couldn't help the helpless tears that slid from my eyes, "P-please, don't kill me, I don’t want to be a blood vessel…" I whimpered, feeling my bladder give up on me and wetness flooded my thighs.

I doubted him because that was possible. Stefano shook his head. "You saw his eyes, didn't you? The necromancer is the only one with golden eyes mixed with red. It looks like he holds the universe inside his eyes," he answered me, adding more weight to the evidence that Sushi is indeed a necromancer. . "B-but he didn't do anything bad," I defended Sushi because he might say to kill Sushi again.

"Where do you think you are going little girl?" She barely kept herself from rolling her eyes at the way he addressed her. "Out. I'm not doing you good by being in here with you." "But I am thirsty." Her eyes widened in realization. "You want to drink... from me?" "What do you think?" He pulled her close, and she looked directly at him, into his eyes. What had gone wrong with the prince? "You shouldn't be so surprised. I am a pure blooded vampire. I easily get tempted." "But you go to war. You should be used to the blood."