Bleach Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Increase the dose. I suck in air too fast. The room tilts. Jeremy catches it on my face. "Adis." "Bleach," I mutter. "There was a room. Clinic room." His good hand grips the back of my neck, grounding me. "Stay here." As if I can do anything else. Boots hammer across concrete. More people now. Familiar scents break through blood and dust. Soap and pine smoke. Amber. Panic hits harder than the shock did.

Ren burst into laughter beside me, just as I turned to admire th angel laughing. ‎ ‎Reya grinned. “Whipped.” ‎ ‎

Shards rained down into the sink, onto the floor while I stood there, panting, bleeding from a dozen tiny cuts on my hand, and stared at the destruction I'd created. One piece of glass was larger than the others. It was long, sharp and glinting up at me from the edge of the sink like an invitation. I picked it up. The edge bit into my palm, drawing a thin line of blood. Elena won. The thought came unbidden, rising up from somewhere deep inside me. I thought I was the winner. Thought that getting Blake even temporarily meant I'd beaten Elena at her own game. But I hadn't won anything. Maybe in my next life, I thought, I'll find someone who truly loves me.

"Ugh! You know what? I don't like you. I don't want to see you. I don't want your company. I don't want everything about you and I'm starting to hate you! You perv---" Blair was stunned when Reevecus removed his white long sleeves and there she saw his fair skin tone back with two long stitches on both sides. It was as if he had undergone an operation before. "Why are you silent all of a sudden?" Reevecusasked, faced her with a smirk but his eyes seemed to say the truth behind his smirk. It was a very painful experience in his life. "Y-Your... back." She said and felt a sudden guilt. Reevecus untied her and let her do what she wanted to do. Blair just sat on the bed and looked at him sitting

Things would have been different if you would have tell me that you don't remember your collage days. He clutched on the glass and broke it into pieces. He was not in his right senses. He took the piece of glass and started carving on his arm. 'I can't imagine myself without you... I never stopped loving you. It was just a blind anger. I am sorry... Please come back. You can't leave me like this. You were the only one for me and no one can take your place in my heart...' He carved her name and drenched himself in his own blood.

(⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)❤ Blackie: (눈_눈) …I regret to inform you that the said member isn- no, wait. … …well, what do you know… it really is lovely and pink! You win this time. ╮(╯∀╰)╭ Levi: Ψ(ꐦ ◠‿◠ )Ψ …you peeked? Blackie: …No? (; ﾟ 3ﾟ )~♪ Levi: 🔪 Blackie: Wait, wait, wait! I’m just an innocent and completely harmless AI! Don’t waste your effort on the wrong target! What if, while you were fighting with me, an actual love rival, like that big bad Trey, took away your darling?

His tone itself was tinged with sorrow. “Sianna gave birth to my son,” I tried to hold back the tears, and to sound as normal as I could. “He’s gone.” “Fuck,” Blayne cast his eyes to the ground to process his emotions. When he looked back at me, his eyes too had watered and his tone dull, “I’m sorry.” I nodded, but it was time to put Chloe out of her misery. I was not going to torture her, because I wanted her out of my fucking sight. So I went up to her and extended my claws.

Alexis. The kitchen smelled like vanilla and strawberry heaven as Sierra and I worked on mixing the cake batter. "Well," Sierra said, licking a bit of frosting off her finger, "I have to say, you and Pierce have the naughtiest adventures. Fifty shades of Pierce starring Alexis." I shot her a look, shoving the bowl toward her. "This isn't funny, Ri." She laughed, grabbing the whisk. "Oh, but it is. Pierce tying you up? Telling you that you're his 'essential release'? That man is wild, your very own upgraded Christian Grey."

He squeezes until black spots shimmer around the edges of my vision. “You’re mine. You stupid slut.” My mouth fills with the taste of copper. A smooth, silent cloud of violet and stardust settles throughout the room before two men appear. One is dressed in jeans and an undone button-down shirt–casual. Soren’s always been casual, down to the faded, worn down blue ball cap he’s wearing backward as he races toward us and lands a vicious blow to the side of Dean’s head. Dean lets go. I gasp for breath. Mom’s thundering footsteps merge with Blake’s as they race toward me from different directions.

AN AWAKENING JESSBLUE JessBlue The next day, I wake up with my face blushing, remembering the dream I just had about the Bampire of my fantasies. A smile creeps up onto my face. Oh, how I wish you were real. My smile disappears with the realization that it will never happen, and I will never find love. I shake off my thoughts and lock my pain away in the deepest part of my mind as I am getting ready to start my daily routine.