Blood And Tears Novels & Stories

“S-Scarlett…” Scarlett smiled, her tears still streaming down her cheeks. Sharlene tried to touch her daughter on the cheek. “I-I’m sorry,” she apologized. Scarlett shook her head and took her mother’s hand in hers. “Please tell your father that I’m sorry… I-I l-love him…” Scarlett's eyes widened, and she shook her head as she sobbed. “Everything will be fine, mom; let’s go home,” she sobbed. Sharlene wiped Scarlett's tears away with a smile.

Blood is everywhere—on her clothes, her hands, even streaked across her face as if she’d wiped away tears with crimson-stained fingers. “NO! No, no, no!” she wails, rocking him back and forth. Her voice cracks with every syllable, the sound shredding whatever composure I had left. Her usually sharp green eyes are wild, unfocused, rimmed with red as tears stream down her face. My father’s head lolls limply against her shoulder, his skin pale, his chest unmoving.

The moment the water hit my skin, a shiver ran through my entire body. In the large vanity mirror, the woman staring back had red-rimmed eyes. A dark stain of blood caked the corner of her lips. I took a cotton pad, soaked it in cold water, and wiped at the blood, again and again. But the more I wiped, the redder it got. Eventually, I stopped and just stared at myself in the mirror. Remember this, Aurora Moretti. From this day forward, no one earns another one of your tears. Especially not for so-called blood.

“Different good, I hope? I’ve been… uh… working on my, you know, vibe.” He leaned back, steepling his fingers. “Your ‘vibe.’” “Yes! You know. More approachable. Less… uh…” I gestured vaguely at my face. “Intimidating?” That earned me a very faint smirk—gone almost as soon as it appeared. “Hmm.” The sound he made was not comforting. Servants moved quietly around the hall, pouring deep red liquid into goblets. One set a glass in front of me, and I froze. Blood.

“Anana” Elia screamed with tears welling in her eyes, thick and hot, blurring her vision, turning the world into a watery haze. Her clothes drenched in blood and tears. She couldn't bear seeing her Luna in that despicable state. “Anana, l can't bear seeing you hurt every day” Tears rolling down as she tend to the fresh skin cut on Anana’s thighs exposing torn muscles and tissues with blood surging up instantly, warm and thick, bubbling out in slow relentless pulses.

"It is O positive, your favorite." I smiled at him before extending my hand to collect the blood bag. My orbs turned red once my fang sunk into the bag. My eyelid closed while I savored every drop of the liquid that touched my tongue. It felt like a release from the shackle of bondage I had inserted myself in right from the day we all lost Kate.

But I just could not help it any longer, being face to face with a wolf had everything flooding into my brain, and I wanted to scream my lungs out. Blood. It was blood that I saw. My parents' blood, spilled on the wooden floor around their heads. I saw their lifeless eyes and still bodies, and wounded faces. I saw my eleven year old self crying and screaming for them to wake up and look at me again, to call me their baby again. But that did not happen, it never happened. And I saw the people that had done that to them, their smug faces and crooked smirks, their hands stained with the blood of my parents, and the set of tattoos on one of their forearms.

A small slither of happiness wraps around my heart, and yet I still can't stop the tears from falling. "Thank you." He whispers out, like those two words were the hardest thing to ever say in his life. Shock overcomes my body as my head shoots up to look at him, my vision slightly blurry from the tears. We just stare at one another no words between the two of us. As he wipes my tears from my cheeks, Alessandro's palm rises up to cup my cheek, warmth soaking into the skin there. His steely eyes meet my green ones. Time appears to have stopped, leaving only Alessandro and myself.

Apparently, his boss borrowed her so he will be deducting the money every month from her salary "Mr Merra said And that's her boss, He added "Thank you so much son, we really appreciate that" "You are welcome ma, don't mention" Come here, Jack move closer to her and she rub her palm on his head, Jack eyes change to res and tears was about dropping from them Briana notice that, then Jack immediately excused himself and went out Briana followed him immediately, "Are you okay sir, " "Yes of course, "And what happen, why did your mood change when my mum touch your head"

Haimon could not attack a blood, and our unborn baby was a blood. "Don't kill us, Adam," I said as gently as I could manage. I sent all my power in that last blast, so I was weak. This was the best I could do. He sniffed the air several times and moved close to my neck, where his mark was. He took in my scent, still growling, and then he bit down on the mark. It was painful at first, but then pleasure washed through me, and I moaned. He pulled me close tightly, pulled on my blood and magic a little, and then released me. I looked at him, and his eyes were normal again. He had tasted my blood and pulled on my magic a little to quiet down his hunger. Adam had tears in his eyes.