Are Ants Attracted To Blood Novels & Stories

My steps faltered when I saw something. My heart races when I saw a pool of blood decorating the white ground. The stench of blood wafted to the air, making me almost gag. Damn it! I was never fond of seeing blood! I hated it! I could not stomach watching one. More and more blood served as a decoration on the snow. Blood coming from who? I didn't see any enemies or men lying on the ground. Maybe it comes from a wild animal? Someone was hunting and then fled after he got his prize?

Dead fucking giveaway. “You wanted him, didn’t you?” Anton says his eyes are glittering. The skeevy bastard. “Or at the very least, you trusted him. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have caught you in the predicament you were in earlier.” “What’s your point?” I ask, wrapping my arms tighter around myself. “Most shifters detest the smell of vampires,” Anton explains. “Vampires’ scent rings alarm bells in their brains and creates an immediate sense of distrust.” That could not have been further from my experience with Braden. I trusted him immediately, but I had no idea why.