Bloodshot Lyrics Novels & Stories

My hands started strumming whatever melody he wanted me to play before the lyrics started spilling from my mouth. I'm sorry to say, but today is your death day The air is thick with rot and decay Your blood will paint the cold, cracked floor Dripping like echoes from the hands before Whispers crawl from the cracks in the wall Laughter distorts a sickening call The lights flicker, the shadows Bend This isn't a dream; this is the end Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you A sick grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out and so will your veins

Alpha King Thorne – my blood, my legacy. The vision darkens, shifting to betrayal: Marcus, his rugged face twisted in regret, dark eyes haunted and glistening with tears as he raises the gun. “For your own good, Liora,” he chokes out, his voice breaking, hand trembling. The crack of gunfire echoes; silver bullets sear through my flesh, burning like liquid fire. I collapse at Blood Moon’s border, darkness swallowing me whole, the pain so vivid I gasp aloud, clutching my side where old scars throb.

They say before you start a war You better know what you’re fighting for Well baby, you are all that I adore If love is what you need, a soldier I will be Without my permission, a ridiculously helpless smile curves my lips as I listen to the words. I’m an angel with a shotgun Fighting til’ the wars won I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe Don’t you know you’re everything I have? And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight Logan taps on my shoulder. I slowly remove the pod. “You think he’s going to show?” he asks. I glance over. He’s messing with the strap of his helmet, fingers restless, eyes swallowed in shadow. The moonlight cuts

Kiara continued:::: Where it was dark now there's light Where there was pain now there's joy Where there was weakness, I found my strength All in the eyes of a boy... Kalani and Kiara picked it up::::: Hush, love I see a light in the sky Oh, it's almost blinding me I can't believe I've been touched by an angel with love Let the rain come down and wash away my tears Let it fill my soul and drown my fears Let it shatter the walls for a new sun... A new day has... Let the rain come down and wash away my tears

He’ll open his eyes and he’ll suck me dry. I lose all ability to think clearly. Screaming like an enraged banshee, I yank the stake out of his back. Again and again, I plunge the piece of wood into him, not caring about the flood of blood soaking into my clothes, not caring about the consequences, I just want to hurt him. “Shit. Simone!” someone says loudly.

Saratan’s P.O.V "I own you, little vessel." His breath was icy against my neck as he leaned in, “Every drop of the blood thrumming through your veins belongs to me… and when you bore me, I’ll drain and stuff you." My pulse thudded erratically and I couldn't help the helpless tears that slid from my eyes, "P-please, don't kill me, I don’t want to be a blood vessel…" I whimpered, feeling my bladder give up on me and wetness flooded my thighs.

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez 🔸🔸🔸

This time, I might eat her whole. “Emmett?” She said as she held me back. My breathing was fractured. “Yeah?” “Your eyes…they're burning again.” She wasn’t wrong, I saw the flames in my eyes glowing in her eyes. I felt my canines growing out. "This couldn't be happening. Fuck."

Alessio finished her sentence: “He weaponized it.” --- In the vault, the thing bled. Not in the way flesh bleeds. Not in the way that ends life. This blood spread across the walls, seeping into the cracks like memory flooding a wound. It smelled of rust and burning paper, of ash and salt and something colder. The light shifted, flickering deeper red. Jace stood before it, skin damp, eyes wide, chest rising slower now as the heat in the room began to drop. His breath misted. The sixth man stepped back, touched the wall, and vanished into it—gone in a way that made the room feel smaller, tighter, hungrier.

If we were going down, I wasn’t going down without a fight. The doors flew open. We spilled onto the street like broken shadows. Bullets whizzed past, biting into concrete. The boys shot back, wolves against soldiers, but this was no hunt—it was a slaughter. One after another, they fell. Blood. Screams. The thud of bodies hitting the ground. “Troy!” I screamed as I saw him take a bullet in the chest, his eyes going wide before he dropped. “No, no, no!” I fired blindly, rage burning away my fear. My throat was raw from screaming, my vision blurry from tears and smoke. But the truth clawed at me, I was losing them all. My pack. My shield. My everything.