Blood Red Love Novels & Stories

It was a tub filled with bright red blood and a pale, lifeless body. In my hand, I was still clutching a letter with only a few simple lines written on it. [Use my blood for Jennifer. It will completely cure her Aphrodisiac Curse. My love, I wish you and Jennifer a lifetime of happiness.]

“Camela…don't listen! It's poison! No matter what happens, don’t drink it.” The council laughed—a sound that echoed horrifyingly within the chamber. “See that, bride? He even resists you,” they mocked. “He even tells you no.” Camela’s fists shook against the glass as she demanded, “Why are you doing this?” The red-tied man bent down near the tank, his lips nearly touching the glass as if he were sharing a secret. “That’s because love is the strongest chain of all.” The servant raised the goblet, tilting it just enough for the thick, syrupy liquid to drip down the glass. Its color was a deep red, almost black, and it had a sweet scent that felt heavy in the air.

“Thank you for your kind words on my recent marriage. My bride is a gift. As for Blackstone, he still breathes, and so my revenge is not complete, but the two have nothing to do with one another and should anyone ask, please correct that erroneous conclusion.” “You can’t have fallen in love with this child,” Red exclaims. “Do men like us know what love is?” I bite off the end of the cigar and ask for a light. Red pulls out his lighter—the one that he uses to burn his enemies—and holds it steady for me. “No. I suppose we don’t, but if it is not love or revenge, what is it? I suppose she’s pretty, but there are plenty of pretty girls in the world. You don’t need to tie yourself to one.”

I wanted to say more, but when I saw how dark his eyes were, I stopped. I always visualize red as a color that symbolizes love, blood ... and anger. But that moment, I realized black, too, could symbolize anger. Because I saw it in his very dark eyes. The lividity that only darkness could justify. "You always think of me that way, huh?" His voice was low, thick and icy. My heart pounded. The familiar rhythm rocked my heart in the most treacherous manner. But at the end, like the usual, I said the words easier to say.

My breath hitched as the space between us shrank, the heat of his body radiating towards me. I should have stepped back and walked away from that room, but I didn't. His scent wrapped over me, sandalwood and something else mixed with the scent of sweat. My pulse thrummed against my throat. “You're blushing, Bambina. Is it still the cold?” He murmured, sarcasm dripping from his rough voice. I opened my mouth to answer but the words got lost as his hands moved to my body, grazing my waist before moving up and slipping underneath my top.

I had thought the first time we met had to be an accident. I tried to pay full attention as each painting was called and bid on. Until my painting was called, sitting in front of these strangers was a painting of Bloom’s scan, only that it was masked in red and blue. Red signified my loss and the disconnection between us now. Blue stood for the hope her once-existing love had given me—that my baby had chosen me as her mother. She was the only love I knew. “This painting is by Phoenix, called The Unending Love. It is going for a million dollars.” Mr Billy informed.

Karen frowned and dangerously approached her. "Don't you dare mention his name. If you don't know what love is, you don't love anyone, you don't love him... you love what you can get from him. In contrast, no one can love him like I can. Do you understand?" "What do you know about my feelings?! Whether I love him or not is none of your business," Ava's heart raced with what she had just said. "But you tried to kill us, and everyone will know this. I won't rest until I expose you," Ava threatened, breathing heavily.

He lunged toward Scarlet, embracing her from behind. Jerking forward out of surprise, "What was that for?" "I love you, Scarlet. I did. And, I will always love you." His hand was wrapped around her waist. Scarlet leaned into him, thinking he was carried away by the heat of the moment. "I love you too." Abruptly, he placed the blade against Scarlet's throat, and with a swift, devastating motion, he slit it open. Scarlet's lifeblood spilled onto the stone floor, crimson liquid cascading over the mystical orb.

If it hadn’t been for him, she never would have Octavio in her life or the triplets. Veronica cannot help but stare in awe of Luis as he does anything. She is completely full of love for him and he loves her beyond words. “I love you Luis. My Jefe.” “I love you too, my Blood Queen.” THE END

That I was only here to give him heir. "Vampires cannot fall in love with humans." Tears started stinging in my eyes as I walk towards Alex. " It's Forbidden."