Bloodstained Endings Novels & Stories

I yanked the bag downward with all my strength, then drove my knee up, slamming it straight into his stomach. A dull grunt escaped him as his body staggered backward. He collapsed against the stair railing, his face turning pale in an instant. Brian recovered and rushed at me again. I did not give him the chance. I bent down fast and grabbed the metal cash box my dad had thrown aside earlier. Bang! The edge of the box smashed down onto Brian's foot. "Argh! My foot!" He clutched it, rolling on the ground in pain. I did not stop. I grabbed my backpack and sprinted down the stairs.

Epilogue 【Darren’s POV】 The bullet tore through my chest. Blood poured from the wound, staining the floor red. I collapsed onto the cold concrete, my consciousness fading. But in a strange way, I felt a moment of perfect clarity. All the fog had lifted. I finally saw the truth. Scarlett had never betrayed me. The letters, the photos, they were all Angelina's tricks. And I was the biggest fool in the world. I remembered Scarlett when she was pregnant.

Alessio’s Pov “What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped, confused as hell by Raven’s sudden interruption. She didn’t answer. Just pointed, at me. I raised my hand, brushed the underside of my nose. It was warm and wet. Blood. I stared at the red smear on my fingertips, my pulse picking up immediately. “What the fuck—?” I turned sharply to Valerius. “What is the meaning of this?” Diego and the rest of my pack were already rising to their feet. Chairs scraped violently across the stone floor. Raven stood too, her dagger already slipping into her hand like second nature.

Seraphine stumbled back, eyes fixed on the Moonbane blade buried in her chest. “No way,” she rasped. “This can’t… I’m supposed to be… forever…” I twisted the blade free. My stomach turned at the sound. “Hey, nothing lasts forever,” I said. “Everything ends eventually. You just stuck around longer than most.” She dropped to her knees. Black sludge, her blood, I guess, poured out and pooled around her. It smelled like burnt rubber and old mistakes.

The blood from Corvin flows across the dirt and corrupts my hands where they press into the ground, warm and sticky, seeping between my fingers like an accusation. The metallic scent fills my nostrils, mixing with the earth and foliage, and turning my stomach. I stare at the red staining my skin, unable to look away from Corvin’s lifeless form crumpled a few feet away, his eyes still wide with final terror. Lucian stands over me, his shadow long and oppressive. “Get up, Mother. We have much to discuss about your little change of heart. The twins are waiting.” I remain on my knees for a moment longer, tears mixing with the blood on my hands as the full horror settles over me.

The last thing I saw was the red glow of his eyes and the blood dripping from his hand onto my white shirt, staining it forever. Blackness swallowed the room before I hit the floor.

The air seemed to thicken with a mix of fear and adrenaline, intensifying the already suffocating atmosphere. Kelsey lay motionless on the bathroom floor, a grotesque pool of crimson spreading around her head. The impact had caused a sickening crack. It was as if time had stopped, and the world had been transformed into a morbid tableau of pain and consequence. Abigail's gaze shifted to her trembling hands as she recoiled on the floor. She did this. She had stained her soul with Kelsey's blood.

KEY AUTHOR – CYCLE 271. BOUND ESCORT – RETIREMENT. CHAMPION – PERPETUAL. And then there were the generic ones: STANDARD ENDING. ALTERNATE ENDING. TRAGIC ENDING. ERASURE. It looked like the game had drafted blueprints for every way we might end. “This is like walking through the world’s worst spoiler section,” Jax muttered. “Ten out of ten, do not recommend.” “Stay within sightlines,” Corvin said. His voice still came out a little rough from where the Admin had squeezed it. “We don’t know what happens if someone gets lost in their own door.”