Voice Of Blood Dramione の小説・ストーリー

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

“When your name is called, come to the stage. A single drop of blood is all it takes.” Oh good. Just blood magic in front of a thousand people. Casual. One by one, students stepped forward, pricked a finger, dropped their blood in the cauldron, and watched as the smoke rose, each color matching a house. Red for DracoVanth. Violet for NoctiShade. Green for Venmire. Silver-gray for Vargheim. Then....“Lila Gerrick.” “Eeeeeeeek!” Lila squealed, bouncing to her feet. “Wish me luck!”

Veronica's POV: Draco's eyes, once filled with warmth and tenderness, now burned with an unquenchable thirst. His lips curled into a twisted smirk, tainted with the taste of fresh blood. There was no recognition in his gaze, only a primal hunger that threatened to swallow everything in its wake. I felt a lump forming in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "Draco, please... come back to me," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Do you think I'm stupid? You think I wouldn't find out?" He's confused and scared. The blood is still flowing from her wrist, and her skin is beginning to go pale. He wonders how long she has been in this state. She's losing too much blood too quickly. Whatever she's going on about, they don't have time for this. "I felt something was off tonight," she says, her voice shaking. "When you said you were going for drinks with Mighty. You don't even drink, Draco! Mighty doesn't drink either, it's only Mouse that drinks."

"Blood of the Wise is a very rare wine, Your Highness. It's one of our collection, but we only have one..." Fear was evident on Orion's voice but he sounded like he was implying that he can't give it to us because it's the only one. "I'm willing to pay. How much?" Demitri got something on his pocket, a pouch of gold I suppose, and it fell down before Orion's feet. "We can give you more if you want. Just give us the wine," Prince David said.

After serving as the food they must take blood tonics and feed on nourishing delicacies to replenish their strength and blood. A blonde maid came over to me and a redhead went towards Cass. They both took a knife and sliced their wrists. The pleasant smell of their blood filled my nostrils and soon took over my nervous system. Some drops of blood splattered on the floor and I could feel the beast from within begging to be unleashed. Adrenaline coursed through my veins and my orbs turned darker at the immense hunger. Black veins reflected underneath my eyes and I sank my elongated fangs into the maid. The nourishing drink filled every part of my body and awoke me in a rejuvenating way. I coul

But his body continued to be pushed and sucked into the dimensional crack. "Edmund! Now!" Albus shouted to Edmund, who was fighting Leonard with Urvarth and Radcliff. "Wait! Let me kill him directly! Leonard is half-human. We can kill him!” Draco exclaimed in a cold tone. Leonard laughed sarcastically. "Why Draco? Do you want to take revenge on me directly? It turns out that you are such a vengeful creature. Why? Because I made your favorite woman torn apart and turned into a monster? Or, because I made your woman gnaw at your mother's head?” asked Leonard sarcastically.

She was close to overpowering him when Darwin, with a cruel smirk, pulled a silver dagger from his cloak, hidden from her view. In a flash, he struck, plunging the dagger deep into her side. Anita gasped, her body convulsing in pain, her strength fading as the silver burned through her. Still, she managed to whisper a final vow, her voice steady even as her life ebbed away. “You may kill me,” she said, her words laced with quiet defiance. “But mark my words, Darwin—a Red Lycan more powerful than you can imagine will rise to avenge us. One day, she will come for you… and end this reign of betrayal.”

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

Drake yells, pulling the creature to him and biting into his wrist, putting it to the man’s mouth. “Demetrius? The one we left at your grandfather’s castle?” I ask horrified. That man looked like a distinguished gentleman. This….person, looks like a corpse. The man, Demetrius, latches onto Drake’s wrist, sucking hard. “Leana, I need your blood,” Drake says, not looking away from his friend. I walk slowly toward Drake, not exactly sure what he means that he needs my blood.