War Is God Blood Meridian Novels & Stories

"From now on, both of you must learn to protect yourselves. Now go to rest Yve, I will help your mother downstairs on making food for us. If any of you need anything, just call us downstairs alright?" I nodded on her last statement and let her leave the room. I can feel how unfair the world was towards us twins. I can feel the anger seeping through my blood because of this selfish people wanting to take our bloods. Whoever is that greater force Lady Molly was talking about, I will make sure they will suffer in my hands! They had done enough damage. Third Person's POV

The world inside the mirror was not dark. It was a blinding, painful red. ​Seraphina stood in the middle of a city that was melting. Buildings made of white stone were dripping like wax, and the sky was a bruised purple, torn apart by streaks of black lightning. This was the past—the final hours of the first Great War. ​"So, the blood has finally called out to the void," a voice rang out. ​Seraphina turned. Standing on a balcony overlooking the ruin was a woman who looked almost exactly like her. She wore a dress made of shadows, and her arms were covered in the same blue tattoos, but hers were glowing so brightly they looked like they were made of neon.

I stood there, my bloody hands trembling. “I just killed an alpha.”

My hand dragged along the cold iron railing for balance, though nothing could steady the storm inside me. Memories clawed at me—Dante being sent away to America years without warning, and since then I haven’t heard from him, his absence like a wound that never healed. I knew what Father’s word meant. Once spoken, it was law. And just like Dante, I had no choice.

Alex POV The fair was… for lack of better words loud. Louder than what I expected, everything was so fucking loud these days, my body has not felt like my own ever since I fought that mass of meat, I feel a buzzing under my skin like a thousand flies had laid eggs beneath my skin and they were ready to hatch. On some occasions the rare ones where I wasn’t driving I scratched the itch hard enough to draw blood, but instead of the flies, maggots and eggs I expect to fly out I was just met with a dark red and the sweet metallic scent of blood , the wound wouldn’t even

Vessa accepted the tool from his hand without glancing at the attendant, stepping behind me, and the courtyard went completely still. My wolf recoiled with a jarring shock against the internal suppression; my vision swam white at the edges, and I pressed my hands flat against my thighs to maintain a semblance of composure, breathing in, holding. Blood magic was already unstable, a full break at this moment in this public courtyard would end everything, and I tightened every muscle in my body to hold the storm at bay. The shears snapped open.

Across every territory gathered beneath Blood Moon. And suddenly— The darkness moved. Shadow creatures flooded from the doorway. Hundreds. Then thousands. An endless tide of claws, fangs, and red eyes. The army of wolves surged forward. The valley exploded into war. "FOR BLOOD MOON!" George's roar thundered across the battlefield. The wolves answered instantly. The ground shook beneath thousands of paws. The final war had begun. George shifted mid-run. His massive black wolf tore through the first wave of shadows like a storm.

24 – A SIGN Renan Folder The forest winds carried a mix of scents—the familiar pine and the metallic tang of blood. My body stayed alert to everything while I hunted, but my mind was the real traitor. It always came back to a single name: Meridian. Rage burned in my chest at the memory of the Kingdom of Umbra. At the memory of what they turned her into. Those damned mages didn’t just take one of ours; they stole an essential piece of me—only she never knew. There wasn’t time. All I have left now is this emptiness that echoes through these silent nights.

Due to respect, they didn't show hostility towards Merideth earlier, but right now, after what they heard, they can't help the urge to kill someone they grew up with. Merideth screamed in fear as she witnessed it before her eyes. She didn't experience anything harsh like this, due to the fact that she could not summon a wolf. Nobody in the pack pushes her to train. Everyone thought Merideth was a late bloomer, including readers outside of this dimension, but to everyone's surprise, Merideth is a vampire and the reason the late alpha died. Merideth kept her mouth shut as her tears continued to roll down her face. Finally, she realized how bad her actions were. It's unforgivable and no one wou

His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, pounding his fists against it. That really had been his son. He was so small. After being torn apart by the dogs, his own father had fed what was left back to them. Then he burned the remains… and used them as fertilizer. He could not imagine what Sienna must have felt, carrying that body back. Tears fell heavily onto the ground. His son was dead. The people responsible… would pay with their lives. He staggered to his feet. Before leaving, he gave a single order. "Bind them. Feed them to the dogs."