witcher elder blood

The earth and the sky are stained with blood, and souls are taken relentlessly A great war broke out between elves and humans Who is the reason and who will have the end hand, and will this be the end of the war or the calm before the storm?

Annually, the Randolph family never fails to gather together at the Randolph mansion to celebrate Christmas but this year something feels different. Pa Santos Randolph the third decided to be absent, he says he has some business meeting. Layla dies at the dinner table on Christmas day just before she wanted to share something important. She ate the same food as everyone, she drank the same thing but then she is the only victim. All the remaining thirteen members are suspects but who is the Culprit? Her father wanted her dead, so did the rest of the family, they all had reasons to kill her, they all had grudges too but who killed her? Her elder sister who is jealous of how her sister is loved and cared for? or is it her step mother who Layla had caught cheating? or is it her fiancee who is just a gold digger? It gets heated as she dies on Christmas day, The investigations started and everyone is a key suspect, who killed her? The clues are everywhere. Or was it suicide as she is aware her fiancee is a gold digger? or is she scared that she will get killed with the secret that she knows? Why wasn't her grandfather at the table? Why did her grandfather give her the heirloom and not her elder sister? Why did her step mother cheat? Who else has a grudge on Layla? Was she protecting anyone? So many questions arise and everyone is a suspect, let's find out Who Killed Layla?

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

The year 2094. All was chaos. The apocalypse. The Fall. The end of the world. That was what the history books called it. On the first day of "The End", they said the sky and it's firmament 'fell' first, bridging the boundary between the day and night. The second day, the ground withered. The third day, the oceans boiled and drained. The fourth, the earth shook. By the fifth, half of humanity was wiped out. . . . July 23rd of the year 2043, humanity faced their 'first' invasion from the Elder Gods.

After being punished by the elder gods for getting involved with human affairs, demi-god Kamizoel lived some years as a human and then killed himself and his bullies by falling over a cliff, He got reborn into the body of the prince of Ansalon, Prince Anakin. The prince without "Life". The weak prince. Anakin makes an oath to himself to protect his loved ones and never be trampled on again, so he learns an ancient technique to control magic and begins his training.

He opened his eyes to the unfamiliar surroundings, green grasses as long as two grown men stretched as far as the eyes could see before he could make sense of what was happing he felt a piercing pain in his chest a green razor like arm extended out of his chest blood gushing everywhere turning back he only managed to utter the words “is that a mantis” ********************* hello everyone, trust me this book gets better as it goes on so pls be patient

In Blackwood College, power isn’t given, it’s taken. Jones, once a nobody, is determined to rewrite the rules. When he dares to challenge Clinton, the ruthless leader who controls the college with an iron grip, he sparks a brutal war that spirals beyond his imagination. Betrayals lurk in every corner. Friendships shatter. Blood stains the hallways as Jones and Clinton wage a relentless battle for dominance. Lies, deception, and hidden agendas fuel their war, turning allies into enemies and enemies into ghosts. But just when Jones thinks he has won, Clinton proves why he’s a master of survival. His shocking escape from police custody sets the stage for an earth-shattering finale. A final, unpredictable confrontation at the docks leaves both men fighting not just for power, but for their lives. As bullets fly and the past comes crashing down, Jones faces the ultimate question: Can he truly end this war, or will Clinton’s shadow haunt him forever? In this high-stakes tale of revenge, power, and betrayal, one thing is certain, only one will leave Blackwood College alive.

After Ivy's mysterious death, her family and the Police enter into a frantic race to find the killer. The search however uncovers a lot of mysteries and a lot of people risk losing their lives. What began as a mere search for the truth and justice now breeds hate and bloody hands. And Ivy's blood seemingly speaks for her and all those that are oppressed.

I struggled on my feet. But my weakness brought me against the ground. He brought out his Claus and shoved it in my rib, making blood gushed out my mouth. I screamed in terror and pain,realizing there was no escape to death. giving up now doesn't mean you are weak sometimes is better to let it go. But my killer shall reap what he sole, which is death. ***** A reincarnated priestess who was killed by a demon in her past life, led her life as a normal girl in the city. But after she remembered the long forgotten memories of her past, she took a dangerous step ahead. But how did she became a Mate to a Demon who was said to be a legend, a man who hated her very existence.

In a world perpetually brimming with temptation and snares lying in wait, demons are always ready to engulf the weak souls who fall into the abyss of despair. Yet, far in the distance, bright rays pierce the darkened skies - these are the demon hunters, ready to sacrifice their lives to hunt and protect the safety of all. From ancient times, demons should have been exterminated. However, fortunately, some survived and are planning to reopen the Book of Salamon to unleash Lucifer and other ferocious demons trapped within its pages. Claude Young is one of these demon hunters, but he possesses the blood of both demon and human. This is why he wields the power of both species. Alongside his companions, Claude endeavors to cleanse the world of these demonic beings and thwart their malevolent plans.