Bleach Fic Novels & Stories

"You're dehydrating yourself. A stupid tactic if you're trying to keep your mind sharp." ​"I don't like the taste of the tap down here," she said smoothly, standing up from the cot. She didn't rush. She moved with a slow, feline deliberation, smoothing the front of her canvas top before taking three steps toward the glass. "It smells like bleach and desperation. Reminds me too much of you."

Then, she does something that makes my blood run cold. She slashes a deep gash into my arm, and even though I was half unconscious, a pained whimper escapes me. Blood pours out, hot and sticky, and she leans forward, licking it off her fingers, her laughter echoing through the room. It’s so wrong. She smears my blood over her own wounds, rubbing it in like it’s some sort of twisted ritual.

Blair again inquired me while she held me by my chin, staring at my face. "No," I cried to her. "Then why is there blood on your lips?" I jumped off the bed and I hurriedly went to her mirror I screamed seeing some of Kyle's bright red blood on my mouth. I wiped it off fast and I ran into her bathroom washing my mouth like crazy trying to get rid of any more blood of his I had missed cleansing. Blair ran into the bathroom with me as well and closed the door wanting to know what had happened to me. Eager to know she turned off the pipe as I remained to wash out my mouth as if I didn't want to stop and she pulled me close to her, holding me by both of my shoulders hard.

She made a kiss face before shutting off the camera. I exhaled, looking up at Zac. "We're going to be good at this, right?" "That's just it," Zac grinned at me. "You're the love of my life, Bloom." - The End

I turned on the shower and stood underneath it before stabbing my thigh with the dagger hard enough to distract myself from the heat. “Natalia!” I collapsed on the floor. I leaned against the cold tiled wall and saw Blaze run to me. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to lock the door. I watched as horror crossed his eyes upon seeing me bleed. “What the hell have you done?!” Blaze knelt on the wet floor, disregarding the water from the shower that was pouring down on him. His hands trembled slightly as if he was unsure how to touch me, how to approach me.

I spat. Rapid footsteps came my way from the wall Stefan and I broke through; Blaire and Alec ran towards me with a few vampires trailing behind them. I growled and launched myself into the air and forcing two of them door before pulling out their hearts. Blaire and Alec took care of the rest. "Kaia! Your chest!" Alec exclaimed. I looked down and noticed that Stefan had actually cut a finally line with his kunai. I can hear the slight sizzling from the wound but I felt no pain. Must be the adrenaline.

She glanced at Alex who was now busy going through his phone. “You changed me?” She asked and he looked at her. “Yeah.” He replied and she gave him a questioning look. Alex rolled his eyes knowing what was going on in her mind. “I didn't fuck you. If I wanted to, I would have done it and besides, I don't do Necrophilia.” “I’m not a corpse.” Blakeley mumbled, finding his reply offensive. “Come.” He ordered stretching his hand to her, Blakeley slowly took it and he pulled her up from the bed, she walked to him and he wrapped his arms around her waist and stared at her face.

’ I whoop loudly as he chases me and tickles my up and down my naked body. I stop dead and Blake barrels into me and almost knocks me off my feet. Bleiz is stood in the hallway and the look of hurt and rage on his face makes me scared. His wolf is surfaces for a moment but he manages to reign him in. My own wolf whimpers in my mind, she is scared. Bleiz is a dangerous man and in the heat of the moment, driven by anger, he could take Blake. ‘You fucking cunt.’ Bleiz spits the word at us both. Blake moves around me and shields me quickly behind his back. ‘She isn’t just yours. She is my fated mate too. You don’t get to have her whenever you want and without me.’ Bleiz steps towards us and swin

My blood ran cold when I realized what she was going to do. "Blair, please don't do this. Please, don't" I pleaded. She couldn't hear me still. So, she threw herself off the cliff after muttering a "I'm sorry, Darian. But, I can't live without you" I sank to my knees, feeling like I was going to be sick. The atmosphere shifted and I found myself in a house which I knew wasn't mine. My feet started to lead me upstairs and I arrived at one of the bathrooms in the house. Once I saw him standing by the mirror, I knew what was going to happen next. I'd dreamt about this before. I watched him take out a knife and take off his shirt. I tried to look away, but I couldn't. I watched him as he literal

“What's going on?” “I think you guys should clear out.” Lucy rose from her crouch and motioned for us to leave. “Let me handle this, okay?” I stayed put for a moment, but it was clear that our presence was making Blair very frightened. She looked on the verge of passing out again, so I grunted in assent and followed Blake out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. “She was very lucky you came along.” Blake stood, arms crossed watching the shut door. He had a troubled look on his face. “But what in god’s name is a vamp doing in these parts? They usually stick to their area over at Mead.”