Here is the conclusion to my short story, The Blood Spell. Remember, this is the same world as my current WIP, Vintage. It’s a prelude, occurring before that novel. I hope you guys have and will enjoy this story. I loved writing it. 🙂 Please feel free to leave a comment either here or on Mari’s. Tell me what you think, what you liked or didn’t. I’d love to hear from people about this.
J. Elizabeth is here to finish her story, I know you all are on pins and needles to know what’s going to happen next.
The Blood began to shiver. They weren’t supposed to get cold, but it shook as if in a blizzard. Jansen lunged forward, but skidded on his knees, colliding with it. The chains pulled them both to a stop. This time, it didn’t scream. Its head snapped back, eyes wide open as tears of blood poured down the pale cheeks.
Lips skinned back to reveal clenched teeth and fangs. Jansen felt a brief flash of pity for the thing before squashing the feeling.
Desperate, he seized the one remaining option, placing his fingertips on the vest-like contraption along the bands that encircled it. The pressure pushed the tips closest to his hands deeper into Cantor’s skin, but it wouldn’t matter how much he hurt the thing if…
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