Blood In The Water Novels & Stories

"Prick your fingers. Let a drop of blood fall into this bowl of clear water." Though wary, they were desperate enough to do as she asked. The moment two drops of crimson blood hit the water, something warped. The blood didn't disperse. It instantly congealed into two tiny, writhing clumps of black thread, pulsing with a rotten energy. They squirmed in the water like grotesque parasites. "What... is that?" Liam's voice shook.

"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.

The pain was a relentless, searing presence. Swallowing the rising wave of distress, I stepped into the shower. The first droplets of water felt like hot needles on my skin, but I forced myself to hold still as the stream cascaded over me. Blood mixed with water, swirling down the drain in ominous red trails. I leaned my head against the cool, tiled wall, closing my eyes.

The tub is full of lavender and salt in the water like I asked. I kick the door shut behind me. Firstly, my hand. I wrap it fast with gauze from the kit, using my right hand and my mouth to pull the knot tight. I opened the zipper at her back. There was no bullet wound, Thank Goodness. The blood isn’t hers. It’s mine, or Malachi’s, or some poor bastard who got caught in the crossfire. I put her into the tub. The water turns pink instantly because of the blood, then I washed the blood from her hair, under her nails, the curve of her collarbone. She was still unconscious while I bathed her

He cupped Galene's head firmly as he tipped it towards the light. Stralath was surprised to see red blood—didn't the fisheri blood have more blue-green color due to hemocyanin? A copper-containing protein? Was Bobby wrong about the target? Or had he lied? Why hadn't Galene defended herself against her attacker? A fisheri could kill by paralyzing their prey with a barb to the neck. Yet, she'd seemed helpless, forcing Stralath to step in. Even now, she trembled, the shock evident in her eyes.

With the wind playing with her hair, and the silver fish leaping in the water, it was almost peaceful… Until the waters before and to the left of them seemed to seethe and boil with movement below the surface, and the murky brown and green of the water became red-tinged. She glanced over her shoulder at Niarthen and saw that he watched the same patch of water, his expression grim. “The fish?” She called over the sound of the engine to him, and he looked at her and nodded, his eyes unhappy. “Shit.” They passed the patch of bloody water, and she could see shreds of fish floating on the surface amongst a grimy foam of scunge from their intestines. “Nasty,” she said under her breath, very glad t

It went into my nose and eyes and mouth, forcing me to sputter and yank my head up, which only made my vision spin even more. With great effort, I managed to roll onto my back, soaking that entire side of my body in the cold water. I took a deep breath, then looked down at my leg and cursed. There was so much blood. Too much. It was turning the water red around me. And the rogues were right; the campus really was far.

I got to what seemed like a dead end with some hedges and I pushed my way through while trying not to poke my eyes out. I saw a small stream on the other side. It had crystal clear water which looked very inviting. I walked closer and I knelt by the water. I dipped my hands in and just let the cool water gush between my fingers. I was about to drink the water after having inspected it for a while to make sure I wasn't going to swallow tadpoles or anything like that, when I saw something red in it. It was a light red streak that slowly became darker till it was almost crimson.

Metallic blood. The bow fell from my hands and the room spun around me. One entire part of my tank top was soaked in blood. The red pool steadily leaked from my wrist. Still, I couldn’t feel the pain but I was dizzy. “Amber!” Mina was the first one to break the silence, rushing towards me immediately.

Not giving it much thought I leaned forward to drink. With both my palms joined before my mouth the water flow down my palms into my mouth instead of hitting the floor. My eyes fluttered closed as the water flowed down my throat, drenching the dryness of my mouth. The water may have tasted weird but at that time I didn't think much. But after some time it was getting worse. I could taste iron in it and the water has gotten thicker. I opened my eyes . In the dim light instead of water a red liquid was flowing down. I jerked back and fell on my butts. I began to spat the content of my mouth .I wanted to puke my guts from the taste of blood .