He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.
He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.
Shed not recklessly the blood of another with thy sword,Lest the Sword on High falls upon thy neck.
I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.
Because blood is blood, and every family has its own force.Its own flavor.Its own charm and strange.
I want no blood from you--not until we're both sweaty and naked and you're screaming my name.
Fresh blood at midnight isn't red. It's a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.
Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fea
Beautiful night, isn't it, Police Girl? It's especially beautiful if you're a bloodsucker.
If I had to, I was going to rip every inch of me open, give him as much blood as he needed to survive.
Tears are infinitely more precious than blood. Blood spurts from the body; tears stream from the soul.
And the blood remembers what the heart has never learned. The approach to kill. ("The Moon Of Montezuma")
When one wants to be famous, one has to dive gracefully into rivers of the blood of cannon-blasted bodies.
You do realize this makes your wings even more unique.""Are you saying you shot me as a cosmetic procedure?
But then, even with cuts, bruises and blood all over him, he looked like his jackass self again."- Alex Gold
Laura smiled a little wanly in the twilight. "Far more afraid of flesh and blood than ghosts," she murmured.