All This Bad Blood Bastille Vinyl Novels & Stories

Only a speck of life was left in her body. She stared at herself in horror and in her eyes she could see her reflection. Her eyes were gray and her hair was brown. She was the Badblood girl. "H...help" she choked in pain. Tears fell down on her eyes. Rila just stared at herself in horror. She felt like her stomach was turned upside down. She looked in the distance and saw a tall man with unspeakable ugliness. His face was out of this world. He was holding an ax covered with thick crimson blood.

She had one lead: the flower shop. It took two hours of cross-referencing property records from Sofia’s encrypted cloud drive accessed via a backdoor Chen finally provided with known Moretti shell corporations. She found it: Belladonna Blooms, a quaint boutique in the gentrifying North End. The name was a joke only a monster would make. Belladonna: deadly nightshade. Beautiful. Poisonous.

Laura "Can you please turn the music off? It's so annoying." I blurted out, sneaking a glance at the driver. Grandfather's father driver was just like him, depressing as hell. He had been driving the car so fast even after telling him to slow down. Above that, he played some bedtime 1980s music like I want to know what love is, I'm on fire, put some sugar on me and now the careless whisper. Like what the heck? Where was his mannerism?

she cursed out loud, forgetting for a moment where she was. "Blood." Her abductor growled, a deep sound that sent shivers down her spine causing her to feel dread. "I hate the sight of blood." Hers was a rich red and thick blood that smelled nice and caused his nose to pucker. He tried so hard to contain his fangs but couldn't. They bared themselves out in agitation and he turned away immediately. It's been so long since he had any contact with human blood. The beastly side of him had become excited when they perceived the richness of her blood and had reared up its ugly head.

Every girl has the bad girl vibe and Serena knew she had one deep inside of her, but she never for once show that side to Simon who was the gentle easy going type, but with this stranger looking at her with pure lust in his eyes, Serena knew she had to bring up the bad girl vibe for him to know she was also a game. Locking the door, the stranger walked over to her, pull her head forward as his mouth came down crashing hard on hers, his tongue found it's way into her mouth as he kept searching, a sound escaped Serena's lip, for the five years she had been with Simon, she couldn't believe just a single kiss would stirr up her carvings, as the stranger kept kissing her all he could think was th

She cried. Milena raced into the bedroom and stopped short, seeing blood stains on the vanity. She looked down and met the shock of her life, almighty Rosetta crying like a new born babe. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Milena pulled the duvet up to her friend's chin. "You're pathetic." "I know." Rosetta muttered, staring into space. "You should have kissed him and make him profess his undying love for you and then you break dumb Domenico's fragile heart to pieces like Leo said."

Drake glared at her. Unable to move an inch, Lyle simply fell on her belly on the damp earth. Her clothes were all bloodied up. Drake took his boot to her injured shoulder and pushed her slightly. She rolled over on her back and looked at him with her half open left eye. He knelt down and said in a low guttural voice, “You will stay in this cage until you die. I will take a picture of you and splash it on posters in my territory, and on the periphery of it.” Saying that he took his phone out and clicked her picture.

Played? This is bad.

“I really need to have this. We came all the way over to this store just for it.” “I’m sorry about that but I really need this too.” Travis said and he tried to walk away but Atlas cleared his throat and stepped forward . “Okay. I’ll pay you triple.” He offered. Travis seemed very irritated. “What?” He said. Atlas sighed. “I’ll give you a hundred dollars for it.” He said. Travis laughed but I could see he was displeased. “Of course, for someone like you it’s all about money, isn’t it?” He said angrilly.

Oh, that motherfucking piece of fucking shit is- My thoughts are painted red as I see Jacob Broder press his lips to the girl's. That was fucking it. This asshole had cocked-up for the last fucking time. My fists clenched as I strode across the street, not even paying attention to the traffic. All I saw was rage. Red, hot rage. "BRODER!" I shouted. This bloody, gormless, wanker had better get his shit ready for a hospital trip. Jacob flinched at the sudden sound of his name. I was on the other side of the street in seconds. He didn't even have time to fully turn around before I landed a fist to his face. The girl beside me screamed and jumped back. Jacob was thrown back against the rail.