War Is God Blood Meridian Novels & Stories

The people they once were lost in the wake of battle, the sky coated in the blood and ashes of the fallen. Elika glanced down at the ancient book in her hands; it was the only recorded history of the days before the war. The real truth of how this life came to pass, a past that Elika longed for with all her heart. Maybe it was foolish of her to dream of such a life, of peace, but it was all she had ever wished for. A time when she could live with the knowledge that her people are safe and happy, when she no longer had to look over her shoulder in fear that when she turned 16 her father would call her to fight in the senseless war. Killing and destroying the citizens of hell along with her br

Chapter 1 It was late at night at around 10:30 pm in San Francisco a woman walked passed a street it was dark that she had to make use of a touch light in order to get a clear view of where she was heading to, just when she was about taking a step she felt something around her when she was about to look around she heard some strange voice which she found kind of weird, at first it was frighten, she asked herself "what could that be." while she stood there wondering what on Earth could have made such a weird sound, she was lost in her thoughts, then she heard a foot steps as if she was been followed by an unknown person, now she was scared because she knew it wasn't natural for all this thin

She couldn't face betrayals anymore. "Ahhh.." Valerie screamed as she forced the sword to apart her skin one last time. This is gonna be the end! This is the end. So my dear readers. This is the end of the FORBIDDEN BLOOD book 1( but not the end of the story.) The story is continued in the sequel of the book FORBIDDEN BLOOD 2 exclusively on B*****t. I want you guys to shower the comment section with your comments as I want you to enlighten me about your thoughts on my story.

Besides, I think they're too impatient to do things calmly. "What do you know about this wine called 'Blood of the Wise'?" Judging Orion's expression, there's no doubt, he's willing to tell him everything he wants to know. Ah. The scent of victory.

I believe people can read this as a novel but in reality the author just wants to expose their readers to the monsters they see in other worlds. The title 'Desire for thirst' was inspired from my personal experience of writing this series. The main character in Desire for thirst is the werewolf which murdered my mom. For every novel, I make some particular things to specify from each book like the manner of killing. Likewise, the manner I used in Desire for thirst is man in Balck clothing slashing his victims throat after cutting out their tongue. i got shocked after seeing the similar manner of killing in the news. Was it only a coincidence or... i couldn't even come up with any ways to thi

"She begged him to tell his people to stop hunting us, and that we would willingly give our blood to them once in a month. The king refused her, saying that once in a month would not be able to satisfy their desires, and he said that the amount of blood that Lycerys wanted to offer her was too small. The king then tried to drink from her, and maybe kill her in the process, but she controlled water from his bathroom and forcing them into his stomach, until it burst open. After that, the vampires came from revenge for killing their king, using and killing the sirens. To save the remaining race, Lycerys decided that the sirens move into the water, where no other creature could survive. The end.

They were taken with surprise when they saw me with the gun, I didn’t know how to hold gun but I couldn’t let them ruin my mother, destroy everyone that I have ever loved. The futility of war can never be overemphasized, the destruction it innovates to different ethnicities. “Get out!” my mother ordered the soldier on top of her, my face was mean, they could decipher that I would fire if they dared move. “Na devil cause am, abeg no shoot” pleaded the soldier who had almost raped my mother “Give me the gun” mama ordered, she knew that I was no born instinct terminator. I passed the gun to her, the minute displayed like a flash, mama released the first shot on the pervert soldier while the oth

God, she bristled. “Then what does it become?” she said. I kept my gaze level, let the word out like a bullet from a precision trigger: “A war.” There was no drama in it. No raised voice, no flourish. Just the realignment of priorities. If her father believed I had orchestrated the attack.

“I was…I felt an obligation to make sure that Caris was okay. We’d lost so many children, and…we both knew why. I couldn’t…I couldn’t leave her like that. And…so when…when she called that night, I just…I thought I-” “Stop,” Merari interrupted. “You loved her. Just admit it,” she shrugged and stepped toward me. “You loved her.” “I did,” I confessed. “But there was more to it than that. I’m afraid you wouldn’t even understand because you’re-” “What? A human?” she scoffed, a stray tear falling down her cheek. “Not anymore,” she bitterly said, and as she said this, her eyes darkened, and her teeth elongated. She laughed. “You see…after…she found me, she gutted me…like a fish. Then she set my hou

“I may be in Gold, but I still hear about you slaying forty men, losing control in this war. You need to repent. You’re like death itself—and not in a way to be proud of.” I focus on my food. No wonder he’s already drinking. “Life is sacred,” she says. “You value the baby inside Elena, but dismiss the lives you take. Those souls belong to the Goddess.” “My soul is fine,” Vanda says. I glance up. “The Goddess says nothing against war. In fact, I’m doing great. I have an army, my mate, a child on the way. Revenge, too." Corrine sets down her silverware. “If you say so."