Xiaoyu Blood Vengeance Novels & Stories

He looked as shell shocked as I was and I reminded myself that he was as much the enemy as his father was. After all, the apple doesn't fall far from the three. My vengeance would continue as planned, and Zane would go down with his father. My name is Aya Jacobs and I'm the machete of Justice on all who wronged me. I won't stop till they're all six feet under.

She asked and he nodded his head. “One of the dead bodies had a crescent moon tattoo on his chest, Alba. It was the same tattoo as mine, and the same one as the buff guy during that night…” his voice began to tremble out of anger, “the same tattoo as the man who killed and tortured my brother that night.”

My mom said gently, while aunt Kira rolled her eyes at Fern. “ It's going to be alright. You are a wolf. You are cut out for pain and incredible strength. To get some blood won't hurt.” Alpha Tan said assuringly, but his tone was stern. But the images of hands being slashed to draw blood, just like in the movies played on my mind no matter how I wish for them to stop. “ When is the blood moon?” It certainly can't be anytime soon so I can still mentally prepare. Alpha Tan smiled but it didn't reach his eyes, which was creepy.

Dangerous. “You’re right,” he said, loosening his tie with deliberate slowness. “A ring doesn’t make you mine.” His gaze locked on me, sharp as a blade. “But your fear will. Your fight will. Every piece of you that burns—I’ll take it until there’s nothing left but ash.” A shiver ran down my spine. Not from fear. Never fear. From fury. From something hotter that I refused to name. I lifted my chin. “I will never belong to you.”

what they are talking about isn't some normal capitalist bullshit. My eyes lock onto the document as they sign and toast to whatever selfish and inhumane cause they were all supporting. Anger skitters beneath my skin, my heart pounding in my ears. Dante Romano killed my father and traffics girls. How could I let myself forget? He's the reason I'm here in the first place. I'm here to ruin him. To kill him and to free all those girls. "We'll be leaving now." I flinch at Dante's arm snaking behind my waist. His lips graze my ear as he pulls me along.

I could still remember the heat, the smoke filling the halls and the screams echoing through the building. I'd finally found a way out. I'd thought I was free. Then Silas appeared. He'd caught me before I could escape and grabbed me, trying to drag me back. I fought him, I fought like my life depended on it because it did. And then I'd found the knife. I remembered driving it into him. His body jerked from the impact, shock flashing across his face before I pulled the knife away and ran. Blood. Heat. Smoke. I ran while the establishment burned behind me.

“What kind of surprise is this?!” “Ha ha ha, you would never have guessed that I would raise the Zunshou Moya’s user! And yes, regarding Maolin's strength, welcome to meet Big Brother Xuan Wu's strength again! Ha ha ha!" Zhu Qiu laughed for a while but then backed away slowly clutching his heavy chest. “Uhuk…” Zhu Qiu coughed up blood, something he didn't even want to show in front of Fang Bai and the others. It seemed that, although Xu Xiaofei was badly injured, Xu Xiaofei had also managed to leave a wound on Zhu Qiu's body.

Xue Ruo did not expect him to be able to have this casual conversation with someone much younger than her. The next day, Xiao Long and Xue Ruo return to the sect together. Xiao Long invited Xue Ruo up to Firebird's back. Xue Ruo and her brothers were surprised to see the firebird, which is a level 3 demonic beast. How did Xiao Long, who just broke through the earth foundation, manage to subdue a level 3 demonic beast and that’s a very rare demonic beast?

“Let me help you.“ She wrapped a arm around my waist, while I threw mine across her shoulders. Gently, she helped me out of the bed, and we made our way towards the bathroom which was outside the tent. Every step was a struggle. Every painful gasp that slipped past my lips was a reminder of everything I had gone through. After what seems like eternity, we reached the bathroom. “Thank you, Elara,” I say. “Anytime,” she replied and made her way outside. I undressed and stepped into the warm herbal bath. I sat into the bathtub and only then did I feel relieved a little. My eyes landed on the bruises on my body. I remembered how hard I had begged those soldiers, while screaming 'my baby' but no

“Listen I—“ Another vicious slam in the face, and the man’s head rolled backwards. I swallowed hard, shivering to my bones. And I felt Jaxon come up close to me then. “You can look away if you can’t bear the sight,” he said in a quiet tone, and I nodded, stubbornly keeping my eyes pinned on Lazaro and the man. “Now,” Lazaro continued, pulling the man that was now unrecognizable, up close. Knuckle braces were badass. Deadly. “This is your last chance to save yourself from death. I don’t tolerate traitors.” Lazaro paused, his gaze drilling into the man’s face. “Who’s your accomplice?”