Blood Sucking Cracked Tear Novels & Stories

I picked up a fresh toothbrush and brushed my teeth with Ellie’s mint toothpaste until my gums bled. Splashed cold water on my face. When I finally looked up, the girl staring back still had swollen eyes, red-rimmed and glassy, cheeks blotchy from crying. She looked exactly like what she was…someone who had been thoroughly, ruthlessly fucked and then cried herself to sleep.

Albert could guess that many days has passed with him still there,he only knows that it was morning time in the human realm because according to tales that was passed down,The vampire mixtures tears the vampire's skin during day time and by night,it starts to heal by itself but very slowly. So whenever his body starts to tear up,he usually grit his teeth in pain as his arms,shoulders,legs and chest tears up with blood gushing out and when seeing his own blood,he becomes even more thirsty to drink blood but there was none to take in. It was always a painful process because it doesn't take the injuries to heal back before morning comes and the recovered body would tear up again. It was an excr

My cheek stings and tears fill my eyes. “DON’T TELL ME NO!” He screams. I can feel the heat of his breath on me and I drop my eyes to the floor. My tears betray me and fall with each blink of my eyes. My cheek throbs and I know it’s going to bruise. I force myself to disconnect and focus on the color of the flooring.

A small crack started forming on the bottom of the green glass container that began to expand towards the top. I began to retreat my steps while looking at the container. The glass was cracking like someone was squeezing with their bare hands . The container couldn't take the pressure anymore. It exploded in front of my eyes into many pieces.A piece flew and cut through my right cheek. I turned my face and covered my wound with my hand. I yelped in pain a little. When I pulled my hand away from my wound. There was a red blood patch on my hand.Where the hell have I put myself into?

Ignoring me she continued with her struggle while groaning and gasping in between due to ache. “Do you really think, you will get anything by doing all this?” She questioned gritting at me with her canines appearing visible to me. I chuckled looking into her once vibrant eyes turned into a dull one due to the endless tears, mirroring the pain she is enduring. Her once radiant face with powers and glaze, was now smeared with dried tears that left trails of sorrow etched upon her delicate skin.

We aren’t strong enough! Frustration surges through me, and the vampire chuckles above me, smiling into my face. “Are those tears?” He drags a finger underneath my eyes, collecting a single tear. “It is...” his scary smile widens. “That’s lovely: I love it when my victims are terrified. It makes the blood taste even sweeter!”

She let go of a shaky breath before her once bright brown eyes teared through my soul as she said the words that shook me to my core. “You are trying to carve a broken piece of glass Mr. Knight and this glass will only crack more and sooner or later it's again going to break and this time when it will break you will be the one crying with tears of blood."

– she cries from pain and fear. But the sharp teeth pierce her again and again, causing unbearable pain. I no longer have the strength to scream. The torturer tears his porcelain-white skin on his wrist with his fangs and forces her to drink the thick, bluish-scarlet blood oozing from there. She tries to escape, but in vain - her tormentor has incredible, supernatural strength...

What the fuck is she doing here? "Is the meeting already over, Romeo? I expected it to take some time." Dario stated, but my head isn't picking up on his words as I stare at her. Her crystal-like gems were filled with tears; her cheeks were swollen and red; her lips were slashed; and blood was coming out. She struggled in their hold, trying to get away from them. We locked gazes as her blue eyes met mine. One was begging to be saved from this dangerous situation, and mine was filled with annoyance and irritation.

Tears blurred her vision as she spat out blood. "It seems you love cold, brutal guys-the ones who will break you. Well, I'm going to give you just that." He grabbed her hair, yanking it back so hard that she cried out. His gaze was cold as he stared at her bleeding lips, oddly indulging in the sight.