Blood In Blood Out Stickers Novels & Stories

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl

As she slumped down against the wall, blood from the back of her head oozed out, leaving deep red marks on the white wall. Shelly was sat against the wall with her legs slightly apart, and blood began to seep out from under her skirt. That must be the blood flowing from her belly.

The deep red liquid spilled onto her shirt, staining it and spreading outwards like a macabre halo. The blood had already started to dry on her skin, leaving a dark, crusty trail that extended from her neck down to her chin. The sight of it made me feel sick to my stomach. As I looked closer, I noticed that the blood had also trickled down onto Clara's face, leaving smears of red on her cheeks and forehead.

It sloshed around until it filled to the top. Veronica removed the needle and the smell of her blood wafted up to me. I was still in my demon form! Shit! My bloodlust started to come out as my eyes instantly went to the spot where a drop of blood seeped out over her fair skin. My throat started to burn and itch as it began to crave for blood. I gulped and forced my eyes to look away. After the second vial was full, it felt like pure torture. Veronica bandaged up Arisa, stopping the bleeding but it was too late. The smell of blood filled the room.

Sticky. I pull my hand back and stare at it. Blood.

Blood. To much blood.

something red She shrieks in horror at what it says as deja CU hits her all over again, it drips down the mirror like blood “I will Avenge My Brother”

Infact, if was only on one edge of the last sheet. It was - blood.

Alex then flipped the photo over. On the back, where it should've been blank, three words were written in thick, dark ink. No date. No name. Just three words. Blood for blood. It was as if something had exploded in my brain. Every mask, every plan, and every ounce of fear I'd been holding onto shattered into pieces the second I saw those words.