Blood Sucking Cracked Tear Mga Nobela at Kwento

Skyla's vision got blurry owing to the tears that would now and then fill her eyes. She gaped at his upper body that was dotted with thorns and some ants were still crawling on his upper body. Wiping off her tears, she tried to pick and throw the red ants away!

I spin so fast the world blurs… And freeze. Blood has soaked through his once-pristine white dress shirt, the fabric now a macabre Rorschach test clinging to his torso. A jagged laceration peeks through the torn silk - eight inches long, glistening at the edges where emergency stitches pull the skin taut. His face is a brutalized masterpiece: Left eye swollen shut, the lid mottled purple-black Bottom lip split clean through, the wound reopening as he speaks Three parallel scratches raking from temple to jaw - “Lucina's signature”

Dark streaks ran from the corners of her eyes, staining her cheeks. “Tears of blood.” I gasped out...

It took a sizable chunk of his substance and muscle with it. They both landed on their feet and confronted off, circling each other gradually on their rear legs in a horrifying move. Brock's sapphire eyes were glowing with an unholy light, and his teeth were uncovered in a grisly similarity of a growl. Heather saw dark fluid trickling down the creature's neck where he'd nibbled it, and trusted it was blood.

The sun is still hot, and from her cracked lips and the dryness in her mouth, Rhea knows that losing more blood is very dangerous. She struggles to keep her eyes open, focused on the creature licking at her blood on its claw, letting a thin, high-pitched grunt escape, like in pure ecstasy — and it makes Rhea even more distressed. Her vision blurs and she blink, taking a second longer to open her eyes and notice that the creature had enough of the tasting and is walking on to the entire meal.

The ground seemed to sway beneath me, and panic set in—I had to regain control, and quickly. A dull ache throbbed in my upper lip, betraying the encounter that had left it swollen and likely split. I must have bitten it when she struck me. I focused intently on the faint metallic scent of blood that lingered in the air; though it was a trickle, it would be enough to sustain me. Tentatively, I let my tongue slide out, searching for the jagged tear in my flesh. I could feel the V-shaped curve of the wound and drew in eagerly, sucking at the source of my pain as hard as I could.

Tears sting my already bloodshot eyes. "Xavier." I say, trying to gain enough strength to at least sit up. I solider through the excruciating pain and sit up, and somehow manage to stand. I lean on my car hood. I grab out my phone, it has a new crack that starts at the bottom of the screen and goes right through to the top. I turn the flashlight on. It brightens only a section around me. My eyesight is still blurry. I see a red pool of my blood on the ground, it looks disgusting. It scares me, if that much blood came out of me, what the hell do I look like?

Sasha approached slowly. “You did well.” He pulled the cloths off one of them with a quick motion. “Shit…” The Lycan’s chest was torn open in long lacerations, too deep for ordinary claws. The jaw appeared dislocated, as if it had been shattered from the inside. The pupils were still partially dilated, frozen in final horror. “This wasn’t a bear,” Sasha murmured, running his fingers near the wounds without touching them. “Look at these edges… Burned? Like… the blood reacted.”

Even pure water couldn’t heal what he did, and having seen them as I was changing the soaked bandage this morning, I couldn’t help the tears that fell from my eyes as I knew that not only would they take a long while to heal, they would also be leaving a deep scar that I didn’t know how to tend to. I took a deep breath, and wiping my tears, I got up from my seat and entered the bathroom that was in my office. My heart ached at how red my eyes were from crying. The love bite that was on my neck was a reminder of the night that the two of us shared before things went downhill, and clenching my fists, I banged them on the sink for a second as a sob escaped my lips.

He dug his teeth into her soft skin, drawing blood from the cut and tears from her eyes, without wasting any more seconds. She squeezed her eyes shut to keep them from brimming, but instead of listening to her, tears streamed freely from her orbs as she squeezed them shut. He has finally claimed her!