Venus Blood Ragnarok Novels & Stories

Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed me, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “I love you, my queen, but I'm tired of your benevolent rule, tired of drinking that disgusting artificial blood. I want a killing spree, I want suck my fangs into human's warm blood vessels! Slave them!” Rowan said, his face suddenly tainted with anger, one that also left as quickly as it came. “I'm surprised you think you would succeed,” I said, trying to laugh but it only made the blood flow faster. I was getting drained of blood really quickly. “You won't succeed,” I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!”

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

"He said the real hunt begins in ten minutes. Today, we newly bloomed would have our first feast. He says the rogues are coming to attack us too" "Not going as planned then. They won't even agree to the alliance, why are they being difficult?" Suddenly her father surfaced from the bushes, the whole pack of wolves with him as per the division in the plans. The Vampires were striking from the exit of the haunted forest while the zombies couldn't be brought because of the sunlight. They weren't that lucky like the vampires who survive with a sacred necklace that aids there free walk under sun. "Dad, what do we do about the rogues? They are our opposites and very deadly. We should probably call

Rona yelled frustratedly. "But this vessel helped me by willingly surrendering herself. I have to do a favor for her as a thank you. So I have to kill you" The voice sounded so deep and dark as though the magic blood was the devil itself. Without a moment's hesitation, the magic blood descended upon her, unleashing its relentless fury upon Rona's defenseless figure. Rona's body contorted in anguish, blood streaming from every wound the blood inflicted upon her. The more blood that seeped out from her, the more the magic blood laughed out hysterically. Its laugh was just as dark as its face. The room resonated with Rona's anguished cries, each agonized scream carving deeper wounds into my sou

"Vance Enterprises is facing a hostile liquidity freeze. Our primary European clearing accounts were blocked two nights ago by a rogue financial mandate. I need tangible, high value physical assets to pledge as collateral to the Central Reserve to keep our trading license active." "No," I whispered, stepping closer to the desk, my hands clenching into fists inside my coat pockets. "No, Banjo. You took my freedom. You took my reputation. You let Tahlia humiliate me in front of your peers, and you threw me into the servant quarters like garbage. But you will not take St. Judes." For the first time since I entered the room, Banjo lifted his head and looked at me. His dark eyes were red rimmed,

She tilted her chin toward the hallway and said, “See the door with the blue light over there? That’s a licensed blood donation center. It’s open twenty-four hours. Ma’am, you can sell your blood for some money.” She paused, her gaze settling back on my face, as if measuring my reaction. “Not only will it be enough to buy that box of medicine, but it might even help you chip away at whatever debt you’ve got on your credit card.” I didn’t want to sell my blood, but I wanted to survive. So, I had no choice. The needle pierced my skin, and I watched as my blood rushed through the clear plastic tube into the collection bag. The first bag filled quickly, and the machine let out a soft beep.

The ground seemed to quake beneath his weight as he charged straight toward me. My heart slammed against my chest, my breath, halfway between a gasp and a scream. I knew I couldn’t move fast enough. But before he could reach me, Ragnar appeared. He sank his fangs straight into Dax’s neck. Ragnar jerked his head back viciously, tearing away with him a thick chunk of flesh that ripped free from Dax’s beastly form. Blood sprayed across the grass, splattering in all directions, staining the once-green blades and splashing onto the blooming flowers that surrounded us.

Ragnar's gaze shifted instinctively toward the heart of the Haven, towards the villa, towards Zenith. A second pulse followed. Though softer it was deeper than the first. Like the slow beat of something ancient awakening. Ragnar’s voice lowered. “The heir.” Koa's heart pounded once. The unborn child of Alejandro Bloodfang and Zenith Valencia had stirred. And the entire Haven had felt it. The forest itself seemed to inhale. Then, from deep within the territory, a faint column of ember-red light flickered briefly against the clouds. Not visible to human eyes, but unmistakable to those who understood ancient power.

He managed to bite into her wound, soiling his demonic venom into her pure alpha bloodstream. "Ahhhhhhh!" Venus writhed in pain. Agony like white, hot knives punctured into her skin. The anguish erupted in her skull with a terrifying blankness until she fell unconscious. Valen’s guardians latched onto the barakian kripling with teeth and claws, while he clung to Venus. Zuzu’s feet gripped the collar of his black cloak while Nyx bit the hem.

she continued, voice dripping with poisonous sweetness, “this isn't just about survival. It’s about devotion. Show me who truly deserves the Gates name. Show me who’s willing to stain their hands for my approval.” She snapped her fingers. The gate at the far side of the arena creaked open—and two long blades were tossed inside, clattering to the ground between the brothers. “Begin,” she whispered, eyes gleaming. “Let the blood speak.”