Unwanted Celina Blood Novels & Stories

Just when she had already given up, her downcast expression lifted up when she remembered the important question that she had forgotten to ask. “What about Raven’s blood?” Kissa asked her earnestly. “If your not sick, then why do you still need her blood?” Celia looks up and stares at the bloodbag hanging above her. Kissa stared at it too, her gaze trailed down to the needle connected to her veins. “This is not Raven’s blood,” Celia confesses. “I would never let a lowly blood mix with mine and flow throughout my veins.” Celia looked disgusted at she says that. “This blood is harmless and fake.”

He grew colder with each passing day until the day she met her tragic end, her body cruelly hidden in a wardrobe by her killer. Celia never got the chance to see her beloved uncle one last time. Her spirit lingered near her lifeless body, trapped in an endless loop of quiet, consuming sorrow. Her uncle didn’t want her anymore. Celina saw herself making a deal with the King of the Underworld. In exchange for seven final days with the man she loved, she willingly offered her soul to oblivion and never to reincarnate. When Lucas returned after those seven days, he scolded her for calling him too many times on the day she died.

’ Selena thought as she listensed in on their conversation. Celina stood firm at the door even though she felt like her soul was about to abandon her body. “I am not standing in your way. But the one you are looking for is not here. I am the only one in this house since my master had left the country.” Celine calmly explained. “Is that so?” The leader of the Bloody Tears gang coldly asked. “Yes.” “Then let's make sure of that.” Celine was confused by his statement until he pulled her from the doorway and placed a knife against her throat.

demanded Celina. I stared at the two women in shock. I had to remember Celina belonged to Alex who had crazy motherfucker down to a science. Melina’s man, Austin, was a full-out sociopath and he was one scary dude. To these women this life was normal. I guess it had been for me too and they were right. The plan with Mak was solid and it went perfectly.

As Celina sat on the ground like some shattered heirloom, covered in blood and secrets. And Kael… Kael was hers now. Not by choice. By bond. By blood. “You’re pregnant?” Riven asked flatly, as if saying it aloud would undo it. Celina’s eyes met mine, and for the first time, there was no smugness. No manipulation. Only pain. “I didn’t plan it,” she whispered. “I didn’t even know until—” Her breath caught. “They whispered it to me before they tried to kill me.” Kael helped her to her feet, voice hoarse. “She was attacked.”

SHAUN The next day, Celina's funeral was held. Her body has been burnt and we are waiting for her parents to come and collect her ashes. I don't know what to do. The wind is blowing way too fast today. Shane went to get her parents along with many of my warriors. I can't bring myself to go there myself. I sat down in my living room, pouring myself a drink and getting myself drunk. As I poured the last drink in the glass, someone collected it from me. I looked up to see Ronther gulping down the last drink.

My relatives — the Montreal bloodline — surged toward her. “Homewrecker!” “You are disgusting snake!” “She was his wife!” Zarina tried to stand, but her knees buckled slightly. Her eyes were wide, panicked. She looked to Caroline. And my mother-in-law — despite everything — pulled her behind her. Richard rose and barked orders, trying to shield his son and Zarina at the same time. A few of the extended Del Valle relatives stood, forming a weak barrier between Zarina and the growing fury aimed her way. Reila, usually composed, stood still — eyes wide, lips parted.

After mustering the courage to continue, he said, "The head and the body were disconnected—connected only by a few thin strands." I froze. He asked, "I can't imagine how she looked to you if that was how she appeared to me. How could you live with something so horrifying?" It was only natural that he thought that I was terrifying too based on that assumption. "No, it's not like that." I quickly denied it. "She looked completely normal to me." I explained everything to Noah in detail. I also told him how the cafeteria owner could see Ramona too. After listening to me, Noah's brows creased in puzzlement. "If only you could see her, then she's just some hallucination your brain came up with. Bu

V. I watch Wendy ride me, and I know she doesn't have any real interest in me. I don't have any interest in her either. I'm only using her to get what I want. She thinks I'm going to help her get Joel, but all I'm doing is putting a target on her back. Her dad was a sick bastard who was responsible for my mate's death. Shifters don't usually cheat on their mates, but he convinced Gail to sleep with him. I believe he drugged her because when she realized what she'd done, she was never the same. She ended up killing herself because of the guilt. I blamed Cline. He's the reason she was destroyed. So I killed him.

The words still echoed in my mind as a grim joke. How many times had I pleaded with my parents, explained, even shouted, that I did have a girlfriend? A woman I loved, fiercely and irrevocably. The possibility of being bound to another, a stranger, made me shiver with icy fury. Whatever this woman was, desperate enough to take on this ancient trade-off, I vowed to torment her life. "Mrs. Alcantara, my sincerest apologies for my daughter's tardiness," Mrs. Andal's awkward politeness pushed through my simmering rage. "Jarros, where's MJ? Do call her."