Bleeding Love Novels & Stories

“Get lost! Don’t touch her! She’s afraid of pain!” He fell on his knees on top of the blood. Then, with trembling hands, he tried to piece my broken body back together. Blood instantly soaked his suit red. But he hugged my mangled body tightly and pressed his face against my bloody hospital gown as he howled, “Elena, get up! I won’t force you to do things you don’t want anymore! I won’t marry Jody! Get up! Save her, doctor! Take my blood and heart! Save her!”

I step out of the car and approach slowly, fingers tracing the engraved letters: “Olivia Kingsley, beloved daughter, wife and mother, always in our hearts.” I kneel, resting my hands on the cool stone. A bouquet of fresh lilies, her favorite, rests against the base. I had picked them up on the way here, the soft fragrance a small comfort amidst the storm in my chest.

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

I knew what was going on and I couldn't resist. My pulse got faster and my temperature – higher. My lips parted slowly and I let her in. Her tongue... Her saliva... And her face were mine for seconds. So there we stood, in a deserted dusty and dark room – out of bound to students, with one of the biggest bullies groaning in pain and the other, knocked out, and me, kissing a… vampire – The love of my life. "Ehm ehm!" Amaya brought us back to reality as she stood at the door.

It was a love that transcended the boundaries of her past pain, offering a glimpse of a future where she could find happiness and acceptance. In his embrace, Blair felt cherished and understood. It was a love that whispered reassurances in the darkest hours, reminding her that she was not alone. His unwavering support, coupled with his tender touch, ignited a flame of hope within her. The warmth of his love melted away her fears, creating a space where she could finally exhale, unburdened by the weight of her past.

She whispers, tears streaming down her face as she cries, her heart breaking “Baby I love you forever, you need to go now. I love you I love you so much—“ She's cut off as blood flows from her mouth, her body giving up as Baylee watches her die a painful horrific death.

"As proof of the curse, I gave you a mark which you have already seen. In order for the curse to break, you need to find true love. When that person says I love you, then the curse will be broken." How hard could it be to make a woman fall in love with me. “That is simple to accomplish.” I said with pure smugness. She shook her head. "No, it is not that simple. The moment that person loves you then you love them back, you will feel a burning sensation on your mark and it will glow signifying that as true love then the curse will be broken. If it does not, then you will remain immortal until you will find your true love."

I would show her what it meant to bleed for the title. Because in this world? Love is not enough. Blood is not enough. Only power survives. And I’ve been holding mine in silence for far too long.

Damon lifted me effortlessly, one arm under my knees, the other supporting my back, pulling me close, holding me tight against the rhythm of his pounding heart. I could feel the steady thud of it, powerful and real, as if it might anchor me in the midst of my chaos. My head dropped weakly against his chest, and I could smell him—sharp, clean, achingly familiar. I had no strength left to fight the pull of the fog in my mind. The pain, the blood—it was all too much. Somewhere, buried deep beneath my panic, I realized with horror: I was bleeding all over his shirt. The crimson streaks marking his perfectly expensive fabric—ruining the pristine world he worked so hard to maintain. Ruining him wi