Bitten By Death の小説・ストーリー

She said good morning to everyone and kissed my cheek. "Okay since everyone is here let's begin" My mother clapped her hands to get everyone's attention "As you know yesterday was the full moon and some of us went wild" my father stated. "As of the result, someone was bitten" We all gasp out. "What?" Lynn shouted out. "Who did it?" Lucien asked looking at all of us suspiciously. "It wasn't me" Mila and Chloe answered. "No, it wasn't because the person who bit him is an Alpha and is sitting right in this room being quiet" My father drifted off and look at Peter.

He shook her like prey, years of shame and rage exploding through his teeth. Nearby wolves froze at the sounds. "He's killing her!" "It's James! He tore that bitch to shreds!" The patrol tackled him, chained and snarling. That was the last time James ever saw the sky. *** The news hit while I was with Lillian. Leon stood next to me, voice low. "James is dead. Died in prison." I blinked once. "Mm." Lillian came skipping over, eyes wide. "Mommy, why are you crying?"

He rolled halfway toward me, his eyes glassy, like he held tears in them, "Why do I feel like this? Why does it hurt?" I could lie, and tell him it was just a side effect of the shift, but he deserved the truth. "I'm sorry, it's because of me, I bit you last night, I promise I didn't mean to... not like that. But I dunno my wolf recognized something in you and now.....now we’re bonded." His eyes widened, "Wait, what?" "Not fully...just partially, the bite triggered the bond, but we're not fully bonded, and now your body is stuck, it wants to finish what we started."

"You are not a pure-blooded vampire, only a fraction of your blood contains vampire blood. That's why you managed to live for all those years like a normal human being. But the truth is, it was only suppressed and waiting to be activated. And it happened when Vienna's subordinate bit you. It was the vampire's venom that awakened the vampire blood in you. It was the reason why the transition took faster than usual because you were not a pure human in the first place." I couldn't bring myself to believe it. Are all of these really true? First, I turned into a vampire after I was bitten by Vienna's accomplice. Second, Dad, Mom, and Jaxon are dead. And third, this? That I was born with vampire b

No one dared to stand against the elder Lord Bastian, as he had proven to be the most powerful, strongest and magically inclined of all of the clans of the bitten. To become bitten, one must be bit. There are tales of women and men being born in a sacrilegious existence after humans were ravaged by lesser clans, tearing through villages during blood rage. Those people died giving birth to those hybrids. The hybrids didn’t grow quickly, and often were feared as they were children who could not control their blood rage. There were laws against turning children. Sacred laws. These bitten born were something in between against the laws of nature, and against the laws of the bitten.

Even when he bites me, I always feel misery before the wound heals. However, Caleb wins him over. The new boy was extremely fast, and I suspected that he might be a vampire or wolf. Before Reed could reach halfway, the new guy plunged his sharp claw into the man's heart, and brought out his chest, while his body went slumped. T.b.c

I pushed his face as he began to smell my neck. "Hmm. I can smell the fragrant smell of your blood." He whispered in a demonic voice. My hair stood on end when I heard that and suddenly I felt something sharp around my neck. But before it sank completely, the man in front of me suddenly released me so I fell and fell to the ground. I was grabbed by my neck and I was depressed because I looked like I had lost air in my body. Even though my vision was a bit blurry I could see who had pulled the man in front of me. Even though the vision was blurred I noticed that they were not normal. And what stopped me was the taller man who bit me earlier.

Maybe today was the day I died. My eyes closed. At least Olivia was still alive. But my eyes couldn’t have closed for long because when I opened them again, the bikers who had been driving just ahead of our car were turning around. I grabbed a rifle and without a second thought stepped out of the car as clean bait. I heard one of the engines rev louder and one of the bikes shot forward. My bullet sliced his tires open and he and his bike went flying and crashing to the other side of the road.

My throat tightened as words refused to escape mouth. “Aria,” she said again, stepping closer. “What are—” Her voice caught when I pulled my sleeve down, exposing the faded scar on my shoulder. It was almost gone now, barely visible, but I saw how her eyes widened. “You were bitten by a werewolf?” Her voice rose. “Where—when—how?” I met her gaze and swallowed. “I don’t think that’s the right question.” She blinked, a bit confused. “Because a werewolf bite is supposed to kill a human, right?” I said, my voice trembling. “But I didn’t die. I survived. And I can hear things from miles away.”