Blood Sucking Cracked Tear Novels & Stories

Ian and Luka stand on either side of the mattress, their hands pressed down on white sheets that are already turning completely crimson. The only sound in the room is a wet, rattling gasp. Adriel. His skin is the colour of old parchment. A massive, jagged tear runs across his left thigh, but the real disaster is higher. Right above his left nipple, a deep, bubbling puncture wound leaks dark, venous blood with every pathetic beat of his heart. "Betty," Ian says, stepping forward to block my view. "You shouldn't - " I lift my right hand. A single, cold look freezes him in his tracks. He steps back, his mouth shutting with a hard click.

His face drained of color. “That isn’t normal blood,” he whispered. Ronan’s voice cracked. “Fix it.” Tobias’s hands hovered over Lyra’s throat, trembling. This is not a cut that can be sealed with stitches. It’s ritual damage.” Lyra’s mark continued bleeding black. The substance slid over Ronan’s fingers, warm and slick. Ronan felt something inside him fracture. He could feel the collapse of the pack spreading like wildfire above them through the expanded channel of the relationship.

My thigh is bleeding, it did tear something. Oh damn it.

Feeling the tears run down my own face as I hold my broken little mate. He had come so far, and all it took was that one little encounter to undo everything and break him again. It's one thing to look into his normal eyes when they're filled with tears, but to look into his red eyes when they're filled tears.... I don't know, that really does something to me. To see his vampire cry. To see those red eyes of Sid filled with tears, breaks my heart even more.

You feel it with your fingers - well, it’s just a raw mattress - uneven, creased and wet from blood. “You knocked out my tooth ...” the guy said, moving his broken lips with difficulty. - And I wanted - an eye. Go wash your face. Standing over the stream and looking into the yellowish water with brown silt at the bottom, Tamir tried in vain to examine his face. Staring at him from the brook was something absolutely terrible - swollen, with a swollen nose and a bloody mouth. Soon the eyes will swim and black circles of bruises will lie around them. Good.

All three vampires suck in air. “It’s really true?” Demetrius asks, looking at me. “On three,” I say to him. “One, two, three.” Drake looks to see Demetrius take his first step into the sun in who knows how many years. “It doesn’t hurt,” he says excitedly. We take several more steps before he’s able to stand beside Drake. Then both of them lift their heads to the sun and I see blood tears begin dripping from Demetrius’ eyes.

Third Person's POV Seraphina didn't waste another word. She just got to work. Mortimer pressed his lips into a thin line, his dark eyes fixed on her, silent for the first time. As the layers of gauze came off, the white fabric was a bloated, crimson mess. Without the Alpha healing factor to knit it back together, the wound looked jagged—angry, swollen, and raw. "The tear is too deep. You need stitches," she said. "I'm going to flush it first. Hold steady."

I cried and pleaded with my life, I thought he was a friend of Maxine and Anna, why does he want to hurt me. Next thing I saw made me scared. His white eye socket turn red with a mixture of black along with his socket and veins popping from the side of his eyes, I yelled before I felt his teeth on my neck, biting, a strong pain shoot through me, my blood trickle and he kicks it, crying for my life, he suck my blood making me completely weak.

The sticky liquid seeped out from the crusty cracks of Scarlett's disfigured face. I feel pity on Noah, he left me for this dead bitch. As expected from someone who's a vampire. Scarlett's body, including face , had cracks appearing on it. Through the cracks, disgusting thick red black seeped down soaking Scarlett's loosely hung clothes. " Ahh, so dirty!" I smacked her head back, kicking her back into the Oubliette. My hands started shaking in disgust because of that nasty blood sticking on my palms. " You sure are pure and Holy. Let me wipe it for you , baby ."