The Blood Traitor Pdf

Humans and Shifters living among each other? It’s been nearly a decade since the shifter packs have left the shadows and now they’re basically running the place while the humans try to stay out of the way. So what does it mean that over the last decade since coming out that more and more shifters are finding their mates? Sage Montgomery was just the nerdy girl with a side business that actually puts her photographic memory to use. It’s rare that Sage ever forgets anything and she definitely won’t forget the day He walked into class.

In the cold, sunless Silver Peak Pack, power is everything, and Maya Ashley has none. To the rest of the wolves, she is a "runt"... a lowly servant who cleans the floors and cooks the meals. But Maya is hiding a secret that could get her burned alive: she is the world’s only Vampire Werewolf Hybrid. The pack is ruled by Alpha Kael, a warrior who is slowly losing his mind. Kael suffers from ‘Killer’s Fever,’ a violent madness that turns Alphas into feral monsters. No medicine can help him, except for one thing: Maya’s blood. For months, Maya has been secretly drugging Kael’s nightly tea with drops of her own blood. It is the only thing that keeps the Alpha sane, but it has created a dangerous side effect: Kael has become physically addicted to her presence without knowing why. As the Blood Moon approaches, Maya’s clock begins to tick. Ancient lore states that on this night, a hybrid must choose a side. If she mates with a wolf, her vampire half dies; if she mates with a vampire, her wolf side is lost forever. The stakes explode when Prince Victor of the Vampire Kingdom arrives at the borders. He doesn't want a wife; he wants to eliminate the ‘hybrid mistake’ to prove his strength. He publicly exposes Maya’s fangs, turning her own pack against her. At the same time, Maya discovers a heartbreaking truth: her own mother was the witch who cursed Kael with madness as revenge for an old war. Now, Maya is trapped between a Prince who wants her dead and an Alpha who is addicted to her blood.

The night I found out, I almost fixed it. Almost. My assignment had been changed to Everglades Academy. Two thousand miles south. Swamp territory. Three omegas died there last year. I'd asked Kael to file my school preference. Silver Peak Academy. Together. The way we'd planned since we were twelve, lying in the snow making promises to the stars. Now the screen said Everglades. I called him immediately. He picked up on the second ring, relaxed as always. "Hey." "My assignment," I said. "It says Everglades." "Oh." Not guilt. Recalibration. "Lil came by while I was filing yours. She wanted to play a prank—switched it to Everglades for a laugh." He laughed. Light. Careless. "Deadline's tomorrow night. Just override it yourself. It takes thirty seconds." "If I hadn't checked—" "But you did check." That patience. "Fen. You always check everything. That's why she knew you'd catch it. It was just a joke." Just a joke. So my future was a punchline. My life, someone else's entertainment. I said nothing. I packed my gear. I left for the transport hub on departure day. Kael found me at the platform. His smile was gone. "I told you to override it. You didn't change it back?" "No."

Solce Borromeo is a blood slave. Blood slavery is selling one's life, body or blood to a royal vampire which is common in the Kingdom of Doria. She has to do it in order to save herself from poverty and thirst. During the auction, she was sold to Lord Minir—a vampire Lord who is known for his killings when it comes to blood slaves. Things got worse when Solce found out that being vampire hunter runs in her blood. But fate has always been a bully to those who are trying so hard to live. What will she do when he'll fall in love with her? "I am a slave to your blood. No one can have you unless it is me."

Red is always symbolizing love. But for Rose it was never been love. It was blood. Even her name has a red on it. Blood that she hates. If she will have the time to turn back things on, she will never ever tie herself to the man that she once loved. The blood that she doesn’t need is the one that can keep her alive. She doesn’t know that love will going to do its way to get way of the love she thrown at. She doesn’t know that once in her life… Red will always be love and Rose will always be red.

She is so scared of life itself, people call her a weirdo, she’s sick; she’s epileptic, she doesn’t even have a friend as everybody seem to be against her. The only place she finds solace is in a story she writes, she loves it because that is where she finds control, the only thing that obeys her command anytime, any day. Then out of the blues, her story begins to haunt her. She could be hallucinating, but it seemed so real. The worst part is that every of the characters in her story want her to themselves, they are powerful, mysterious, wealthy, strong, connected and blood thirsty. Lurking in the darkness was her fears, and out of it came the most hideous of all her characters. Looking her straight in the eye he said, ”welcome to our world, BLOOD LIVES HERE!”... You don’t wanna miss this action/crime thriller… Silence, Suspense, Love, Guilt, Betrayal, BLOOD….

During a mission overseas, I shielded my younger brother from an explosion—only to wake up months later, my body broken, my mind trapped in the void of a coma. Grateful for my sacrifice, he repaid me by marrying my wife. When I finally clawed my way back to consciousness and rushed home, I found my son kneeling on the ground, sobbing as his college acceptance letter lay shredded in his fists. My nephew loomed over him, slamming a steel pipe into his back. "Lick my shoes clean," he sneered. "Who are you to think you deserve an education?" And there was my wife clapping in delight, dabbing the sweat from my nephew’s brow like a doting servant. "You’re just like your deadbeat father," My wife spat. "Born to be my stepping stone." My eyes bloodshot, I tightened my fists. Every last one of them would pay for this dearly.

When 19-year-old leukemia patient Rose discovers an urn in her father's basement, she's flipped out from believing the ordinary. Her life would have been perfect if she had left in ignorance of the unknown. Out of her curiosity, she had woken him. Emmett, of history, an ancient werewolf who was said to be the last of the three originals. He possessed a strong black magic that threatened the existence of the werewolves, was drugged by his lover, and was burnt alive by the Alpha of their time. His remains were stored in an urn Civilization had come. The history of Emmett had faded. No one believed in werewolves anymore. But Emmett’s ashes remained locked up in an urn. His urn is passed on from the hands of his lover to her last generation as a special art piece. Rose has six months to live, but she's a fighter; she learns more about Emmett while fighting for her life. She felt like she had a purpose she could fulfill in a short-term life. They both set out on a mission that will reveal the hidden things Rose didn't know of. What could be Rose's fate to live past her limited lifetime? What would happen when Emmett finds out who Kayla, his former lover's last blood is?

Anastasia Gastiello, is not your typical girl. She was once the meanest, baddest, most cruel cheer captain in Grimsborrow high. That changed after the accident. When she woke up with no memories from the first day she entered high school, covered in her blood with the dead bodies of her family scattered around her. Anastasia isn’t the main suspect, no in fact the police know that she didn’t do it because her injuries show that she’s supposed to be dead. But somehow she survived. As Anastasia tries to get back into her school routine, while the people she bullied seek out revenge, HE shows up to save her. Griffin Masters scares her. This big black furred wolf hybrid is dangerous, and should not be trusted. But he won’t leave her alone, and seems obsessed with helping her uncover her memories of that night. He is the bad boy every parent warns you about. They begin their investigation in private, away from the cops and some very powerful people who are hell bent on ensuring she never regains her memory, and that the truth about what happened to her family never gets out. Anastasia desperately wants answers, and the closer she gets the more she realizes that the truth might not be worth discovering after all.

Joey Clad was the Moonstone Pack’s Alpha while I was his fated mate, his future Luna. The truth was, he rejected the Moon Goddess’ will and remained obsessed with my stepsister, Anna Bate. Joey made sure to present Anna with a one-of-a-kind gift on every holiday. He was available 24/7 to cater to her every whim. I never expected Joey to seize my mother’s keepsake just to please the birthday she-wolf. Worse still, he turned a blind eye as Anna killed my brother, Jake Bate, all to put a smile on her face. Amid the pouring rain, I held Jake’s lifeless body, slipping Joey’s ring off my finger. I promised myself that they would pay in blood.