Accidentally Touched Dried Blood Novels & Stories

Also, crimson liquid could be seen flowing from her fingers. “It’s okay. My hands were too slippery just now, so I accidentally dropped the plate.” As Selena spoke, she hurriedly drew a piece of kitchen towel from the shelves to wipe the blood from her wound.

I froze. There was something wrong. Something violated. Tender. Marked. My fingers trembled as I slid them beneath the sheets, down between my legs. My breath caught. The sensation was raw, the skin there swollen and sticky with dried fluids. Some patches had a crusted texture that was unmistakably blood. I pulled my hand back. Crimson specks clung to my fingers like some cursed reminder. I didn’t cry. Nor did I Didn’t scream. Instead, I smirked.

"It's the blood in the pig's ribs. When I was washing the meat, I accidentally got it on my shirt." She didn't believe it, her fingers touched his blood-stained shirt, and water pooled on her fingertips. Only then did she look up and look closely at Derek. She showed him the water on her finger. Derek said calmly. "Because it was dirty, I just washed it again."

"I actually used it to try to pick the door lock? And I told him the card was broken?" No wonder his expression was so strange at that time. I sighed and stood up to clean up the mess on the table. When I picked up Adam's plate that was barely touched, a heavy smell of blood rushed into my nostrils. Some red liquid slid down the tilted edge of the plate, dripping onto my wrist. I frowned and pulled out a tissue to wipe it off, only to discover it wasn't the red wine sauce I had imagined. It was a puddle of fresh blood.

It wasn't a food stain. It was blood. Thick, dark, dried drops of blood, splattered across the cuffs of his trousers in a large frantic pattern.

He is talking about his wife here, whose life could be taken at any time. He felt his shoes get caught on a thorn as he started to walk once again. He felt uncomfortable because of it. Blood was found on the stick when he activated his touch light and flashed it on the object he had stepped on. He gave it a thorough inspection and observed the suspiciously dense layer of dried leaves on the ground. Dry leaves could only be found there. With his legs, Din strewn the leaves. Yet again, he could see the blood, and when he knelt down to touch it, he found that it was still fresh.

He was still naked and horny; however, that wasn’t my concern. After locating the blood, the first thing that tapped my head was an injury. He was mayhap injured somehow, or some sharp object cut his hand, as a result, the blood clotted in his hand. When I looked at it closely, I knew these weren’t his blood, no part of his body was even scratched. I blew him a minute again, my hand was all over his torso, if there were any wound, I would have located that. I took his hand and brushed my finger over it a couple of times, the smudged of the blood easily disposed of his hand and transferred to my finger.

I bowed my head in fear, "I'm sorry," I immediately bent down, not able to think straight, I tried to retrieve the broken glass pieces from the floor and gather it on the tray but picking the glass up like this, one of the huge pieces ended up piercing my hand. I heard multiple gasps from multiple angles as blood started to ooze out of the affected spot.

But this one had slipped away without a word. He felt amused. Then his gaze caught something on the sheet. A faint stain near where she’d lain. Red. Ethan’s amusement evaporated. He stepped closer, staring down at it, his chest tightening as realization dawned. He let out a long, shaky breath. “I’ll be damned,” he muttered, raking a hand through his hair. Her first time… and he— Before he could finish the thought, a voice rang in his head through the pack link. ‘Alpha, are you busy?’ Liam’s mocking drawl oozed through the connection.

My fingertips come away warm. Not just warm but sticky also. I stare at them, and my lips go dry. Red. My breath catches. “Blood…” I jump out of the bed immediately. The sheets aren’t stained with a few drops. An entire section is soaked crimson. Alarmed, I grab my phone immediately, dialing Marina's number. She picks up and I tell her about the blood. We decide to meet in the hospital, so I call Ky and let him know to get the car ready.