Are Bed Bugs Attracted To Period Blood Novels & Stories

The pillows smelled of him and of their late night escapades. She turned around and came down from the bed. There was blood on the sheets: a little spotting and nothing more. She packed up the sheets and, as an afterthought, brought them closer to her nose. The sheets smelled of his signature smell: cedarwood. She could smell it all day!

“What was that?” But I wasn’t listening anymore, I was long gone. Blood. The scent it filled the air—light, rich, intoxicating. My control slipped as I leaned in, my tongue brushing over her skin to lick away the blood. “Kaiden, what are you—” she gasped. “Shit.” I pulled back sharply, snapping back to reality. “It was a bug. There was blood… I couldn’t let it waste.” “Go to bed, Aria. It’s late.” My voice was rough. “You should rest.” I turned to leave before I did something stupid.

He sensed it and chuckled. He pulled me up and positioned me on all fours on the bed, my ass raised high. I looked back at him. His attention was on his cock, then shifted to the sheets. His brows furrowed. I followed his gaze and noticed the blood smeared across them. “Clyde…” I murmured, still bent, my eyes on him. “Are you sure you’re fine… we can stop…” I shook my head. “It’s alright, Clyde. It’s only blood from my period. I’m enjoying everything you’re doing to me.”

Sia made a cut on their skin, both Joshua and the man, the smell of blood pervaded the air and underneath Joshua's skin, something long wiggled and began to move. “Thankfully, Sera didn't put it in his heart, it would be harder to remove then. It reacts to blood, so we can only transfer from one person to another through blood contact.” Lia walked towards the man and carried him with one arm. She was really strong. She then put Joshua’s bloody hand on the man’s wound and slowly but surely, the love bug, it was more like a worm, wiggled out of Joshua's arms and into the man’s. Instantly, the man fell to the ground, his eyes dazed.

His eyes widened when he saw the red stain on the sheets, and he quickly turned away. “I-I’m sorry,” he stammered. “D-Do you need help?” “It’s fine. It’s just period blood.” I stood and wrapped my robe around myself. “I’ll need clean sheets and some menstrual pads, though.” The guard’s face reddened further. “Shall I… Get a female guard for you?” I blinked. “Are you okay? Does blood make you sick or something?” “No, it’s…” He glanced at the sheets again and went deathly pale. “It’s a woman’s thing.”

Bianca had a kind of startle before quickly beating her eyelashes: "Oh." Emmanuelle nodded, satisfied to have finally found an acceptable excuse. Bianca could not have known, but vampire women do not have periods. Emmanuelle had several times imagined the monstrous difficulty it would have represented if vampires had been subject to the monthly periods like mortals. Thirst and hunger, to compensate for blood loss, would have been unmanageable. This is why Emmanuelle had to find out when Bianca complained so that she could «share» the same trials when this time of the month arrived.

"Let's go now then." Adrienne followed her into an inner room. Three beauty beds were separated by translucent curtains, and the air was filled with a strange scent—part floral, part metallic, like blood. Adrienne had never been in this room before. As she lay on the middle bed, she noticed a strange painting on the wall: an ancient woman using a silver needle to draw blood from her wrist, dripping it into a bowl. "This is..." Adrienne felt a faint unease upon seeing the painting.

He gave her the attention she had lacked all her life. When she had cried herself into exhaustion, Via went to wash her face in the sink. That was when she noticed the metallic scent of blood—human blood. She spotted the red drop against the white marble flooring of the bathroom at first glance. Her mind drifted back to a similar occurrence a few nights ago. "What the hell?" She couldn't understand where the human blood came from. It wasn't from Jess—she was certain of that. And vampires weren't allowed to feed on humans. So how could she explain the blood?

I didn’t know how to react to this new piece of information. “I’ll know what to do about this tomorrow. I need to put Marilyn in bed,” I mumbled and found my way to my room. Entering there, I perceived the reeking smell of blood. It wasn’t just any blood, it was werewolf blood. I quickly skimmed the room and noticed signs of struggle or perhaps a fight. “I wonder who is fearless enough to enter my room.”

The phone screen went off after a minute, but then in the middle of her bed, there's a deep red stain. Red like blood. It's actually blood. Her menstrual blood. Definitely, Adeline is stained too.