Blood Lies Bleeding Novels & Stories

Again she was bleeding. "Love.

Noah whispered and I melted against his body. After a few more rounds of emptying my stomach, I washed out my mouth and looked in the mirror. Did I look like death? Absolutely. But my eyes met Noah’s and they broke my heart a little more. He reached up and started to pull up my shirt. I winced but allowed him to help. Noah cursed and I saw him stumble back, knocking over some products that were sitting on the edge of the tub. “Noah…” “What…what is…” I sighed. “Shep says it’s internal bleeding. Right now it seems to just between some layers of my skin, hence the discoloration but it’s only going to get worse as it starts to happen inside.”

The poison lodges in the wound then speedily connects with a blood vein and flows rapidly into the body. "Yes?" Dane replied staring at me. "I know why the bleeding isn't stopping," I muttered picking up the blood-drenched tablecloth that I used earlier. "Isn't this strange?" I asked showing Dane the blood. "Hmm," Dane grunted as he took a closer look at it. "Don't tell me that it's.." His voice trailed off as he stared at me. "It is," I replied. I felt my breathing constrict, The plant was so poisonous that it could do a lot of damage to a Lycan. I didn't want to lose my brother.

His condition could not be seen from Ayla. "No, no, don't get up. There's a lot of bleeding." Ayla said in a trembling voice while her eyes were fixed on the blood flowing from the deep wound below his chest. As he was getting up, blood would start flowing in the form of rising on the mud-filled shirt.

The medic closest to me was checking his vitals, calling out numbers to the driver. "Pulse weak, BP falling—" "What does that mean?" I sounded too high, too rapid. "What does that mean?" "He's lost a huge amount of blood. Head trauma. We need to get him into surgery as quickly as possible." In a last-ditch effort to stem the bleeding, I closed Steel's hand in mine, holding it even though it was cold and limp. "You hear that, Steel? You don't get to check out on me like this. Not on my watch. You wake up, you stubborn—"

Just as I boarded the flight, my phone exploded with messages from Noelle. “The specialists couldn’t find Bridget’s ward at the hospital, Gab.” “Where is Bridget, Gab?” “What happened to Bridget?”

Dr Jules pipes up, "Lizzie has come through the operation luckily, but lost a lot of blood, and has been put into a drug induced coma to help with that. My main concern is why she bled out.." I swallow; she's alive! Oh thank god. Coma.. I can deal with that as long as she comes back to me. "Why did she bleed out?" Dean asks huskily. I've lost the use of my voice. "Did either of you know that Lizzie had Thrombocytopenia- a reduced blood platelet count.. This is what caused her to bleed out?" I stand in shock, what the hell?

A moment of chaos ensued as they helped Liam into the car. She stood by, her face drained of any color. Liam gently touched her face, reassuring her with a smile. "It's okay. There's no need to be afraid!" Amelia couldn't hold back her tears as blood continued to gush from his abdomen. "You ... you're still bleeding. You knew it was a real sword. Why did you … " She had never known one person could bleed so much. Now that she did, a chilling fear overtook her, causing her to tremble.

I grip the wall to steady myself. "Liam has aplastic anemia," the doctor says carefully. "His bone marrow is failing to produce enough red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets. This is why he is so tired, why he is pale, why he is bruising so easily, and why the bleeding would not stop." The words hit me like a physical blow. The hallway feels too narrow, too bright; I grip the wall to stay upright. "Can you treat it?" My voice is barely a whisper. "Can you fix it?"

Madre replies as she takes a sit on the bed beside the unconscious girl. "How serious is her ulcer? " I question in worry. Afterall, what sort of ulcer causes the nose to bleed!?. "Oh it's pretty serious son. But that's the least of our worries. " Madre replies and I'm confussed. "What do you mean? " I ask in my state of confussion. " I did mention she has leukemia right? "