Blood Sucking Cracked Tear Novels & Stories

A patch of white dress was dyed red in blood, the wound was no longer covered with bandages, the blood from it oozed out onto the floor, eyes with one bright red transparent side - the other blue side was calm and dreamy looking at Chris, Blood flowed out from his mouth like it was painting a lip that was already colorless. Brawen lay on Chris's soft bed, she really wanted to sleep, but the sharp pain prevented her from sleeping. Especially when Dracula's saliva is applied to the wound, she feels like an antiseptic, it must be said that heavy acid is eating away at her skin, even though she understands that what it is eating away is a substance. silver in small people. The lip was bitten by

"No wonder she is so, broken about love—" "I don't need to hear that," I interrupted. "I'm here to take care of Christine now, she's mine, and I'll never let her hurt again. Tell me this shit about him being a damn Incubus." My eyes brimmed with bloody tears. Not from sadness but such anger. Extreme emotions like sorrow or sadness can bring on a vampire's blood, tears but also extreme anger or emotion. Justin gulped, bending his knees, bowing his head. Not common in today's vampire submission actions, his parents taught him well.

My teeth painfully itch . "Ow" I shut my eyes as the pain intensifies , I just really want to bite something. In a second Jace rushes in front of me and pries my mouth open with his fingers . " Your canines are surfacing " He says with fascination as his finger pokes my canine . I snap my jaw shut and he pulls his finger back before it gets bit off . "Easy there vampie" Jace chuckles and heads to the cooler . "It was O+ right ?" He grabs a blood bag marked O+ and hands it over to me . I take it from his hands in an instant .

I cried out, "Let go of me!!" I struggled to pull my hands away, but the more I struggled, the more he drank my blood. The suction continued for a long time that I felt myself falling onto the bed. I was slowly losing consciousness. I felt him extract his teeth from my skin, then he was licking the spot. I don't know what happened after that because I blacked out. KNOX's POV Shit! I took too much blood! Although she's still going to survive, I shouldn't have fed from her. I licked on the spot where she was hurt and watched as the wounds closed up. That's right, our saliva has healing attributes that could heal injuries quickly.

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

But he doesn’t even get the chance to react. Zalie pulls. It’s effortless. A casual, almost lazy yank of his arms, and then they disconnect. Not just broken. Not just dislocated. Ripped from his body. I hear it before I fully process it. The wet, sickening tear of muscle splitting, of ligaments snapping like frayed rope. Blood fountains from the gaping wounds, splattering across the floor in thick, violent bursts. The vampire’s scream— It’s obviously not human. It’s something else entirely, something raw, an agony so profound it shakes the walls. The sound ricochets through the room, a deafening, blood-curdling shriek that feels like it’s being ripped straight from his soul.

MELISSA. *Crack* The sound split the air before the pain did. His hand connected with my face with brutal force, snapping my head backward. For a moment, the world tilted, spun, then blurred as hot tears flooded my eyes. My cheek burned, skin throbbing violently as I struggled to stay upright. I tasted blood, metallic and bitter at the corner of my mouth. I slowly lifted my head and I immediately wished I hadn’t.

The crystal cracked. For the first time in eons, the god bled.

He growls at my respond but I didn't care. Slowly, very slowly I feel his fangs come to my skin and scratch my skin. Tears fall down. I hold my breathe waiting for them to sink in. I hear him take in a deep breathe in and then his teeth goes through my skin. I scream in pain. Struggling to get away from him. He holds me there while I sob. The pain has my eyes close shut. His teeth stay there while I cry but the pain slowly starts to go away. Right before I can feel what ever that feeling that was coming he pulled out his teeth and licked my wound. Sealing it.

~ ENRIQUE ~ I found it, the place where the chupacabras are entering our world, but it’s not that simple. A crack in the veil is not something I can just easily close and glue shut. It simply looks like a slight blue in a tiny spot. It’s not that big, so these chupacabras are just about squeezing through or it makes me wonder are there chupacabras that are larger? The tear itself looks harmless, just a slight glaze that reminds me of a heatwave. I can see the water beyond it. But the moment I attempted to somehow try to seal it shut, the pressure I am met with is immense, whilst the crack didn’t get any smaller.