Venus Blood Ragnarok Novels & Stories

Blood coats my knuckles, the sight of it almost as sobering as the feel of his bones breaking beneath my fists. And then, in one final act, driven by the deep-seated anger, I reach into Cezar’s chest, my claws sinking deep, and with a ruthless tug, I pull out his heart. The blood rushes to my head as I watch the life leaving his eyes, but I still feel hungry for vengeance. I listen as Orion swallows hard, his voice barely a whisper. “Nero... what did you see?”

“What is going on? It's been more than a month and I don't remember anything, time is passing and I'm left behind wondering when next I will open my eyes and see myself a week away from now” He waved his hands in the air. “It's okay, step into my office,” he said as he led me towards his office.” “What is happening?” I asked as I sat before him. “Something incredible, your body, you are sharing it with a woman, Vannessa” My brow furrowed. “What do you mean ‘Share?’” He leaned forward. “Vannessa Blake had an accident two months ago that almost claimed her life, fortunately for her she woke back up, but….in your body”

Horus replied in a cold tone. Venus let out a long sigh. "Don't beat around the bush, just tell me the truth: who are my real biological parents?" Horus then walked past Venus. "Your mother is a famous border guard from your adoptive father's family. She is the biological sister of your adoptive father. While your real father is a king lycan from the Arcan Pack," said Horus calmly. "Arcan Pack," Venus furrowed her brow. "Isn't that a pack that went missing decades ago?" Venus asked while walking behind Horus.

He would be lucky enough if he had special weapons to use, but at the moment he had none. “Care to tell me what is going on? Because the last thing I remember I was sleeping in my condo.” “I understand your confusion, but to cut it short, there is another world apart from what the human has, which is our world – Terra Lucien.” Lanver brushed his fingers on his hair, one thing he usually does when frustrated. He was still having a hard time processing in his mind that vampires were real, and then there was this another revelation that seemed so out of the world.

Javiero explained. “You mean Jenia will be found out?” asked King Darius. "That's right , Your Majesty the King, hopefully we can find Queen Jenia before the vampire clan finds it first," hoped Javiero. Just as they were discussing Queen Jenia, a hurricane began to fill the entire contents of King Darius' private mansion. Now King Darius stood up from his seat, the man looked up at the evening sky which seemed to be welcoming the three thousand six hundredth full moon. The wind was so fierce carrying the scent of Emer's Blood that King Darius clenched his fists.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

His face was so close to mine our noses were almost touching. "That's why you need to train your powers to be able to do it. The sacred book could only be open by you when you gain your full power or by someone else who managed to kill the chosen one. Once the book is open, a formula is written down inside. I know that the ingredients to it are a sample of the blood of each supernatural race. In order to do that you'll have to fight. Amaya, you can do this just believe in yourself. That's why I'm also here, to protect you. You're in good hands," he said to me while looking straight into my eyes. "Tell me, Damon, what happened to all of the chosen ones before me?" I asked making him sigh and

We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically. "And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body." I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans. Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till her skin was as good as new.

he added, pressing the barrel with more force on my temple. “Drop the gun,” Ricardo ordered but Fabian did not budge. “No.” “Fabian, please drop it,” I said. “Stop talking!!” He shouted. “This is your last chance,” Ricardo said. “Drop it.” “No!” Fabian screamed, the gun digging harder into my temple. “You don't get to win! You don't—” A crack split the air. Warm blood sprayed the side of my face as Fabian jerked and crumbled behind me, a bullet hole smoking through his head.

He had been preparing for it since we crossed the border. "I will need more than that to save the human," Ragnar continued. "A single leaf is not enough to cure the cancer that is killing her. She will need the root itself, ground into a paste, mixed with water from our spring. It will take time to prepare. Time and resources." "How much blood?" Ragnar's smile widened. "A full cup. Vampire blood is precious to us. It heals our wounds, strengthens our young, extends our lives. A cup of blood from a four hundred year old vampire is worth more than gold."