Bloodstains Lyrics Novels & Stories

Melina’s blood splashes onto the floor, painting it crimson with . Melina doesn’t know how much time has gone by but her throat is sore and a pool of blood lies around her feet. Her hands are white from gripping the armrest too hard. Her hair sticks to her face and she can no longer taste salt on her lips. Looking at the carnage on her arms and legs, fresh tears form in Melina’s eyes. Kimberly has sliced the skin on her arms, stomach, chest and thighs.

Both side slam into each-other in a flurry of blood curtailing screeches, howls and other noses I’ve never heard before. Blood spills around my feet covering my silk dress in its crimson color, { Ferrah’s Memory ends}

And then we used the rope to climb down to our parents’ room and entered the room unaware of the fact that, it was actually a theatre of real life R-rated film. Madarashi entered there first followed by me. When I entered I saw, because of some reason Madarashi froze there. And soon, I found out a horrible scene! I saw my father was standing there with two daggers in his hand and our mother was lying on the ground covered in blood, cuts and bruises. This scene had two different reactions in me and Madarashi . He started to scream out loud like he had gone berserk and for me, I couldn’t even move, my senses went numb. Because of his scream, father knew that we were there. He, with a daring fa

They were visibly fading, dissolving into her sun-kissed skin as Riheirk’s ancient, healing blood aggressively incinerated the last remnants of the poison from her system. Garick’s gaze tracked the fading lines of the corruption, and then his eyes shifted to the dark, deep gash slashed across Riheirk’s left wrist, still sluggishly weeping dark crimson. He knew exactly what had happened. He knew the biological ledger had been permanently signed. Riheirk braced himself for the explosive wrath of an enraged Alpha dad. He opened his mouth, his gravelly baritone rough and completely stripped of its usual military authority. "Garick... it was an ambush. A rogue Blood-born. The venom was closing he

Bloodstain. My stomach dropped, and I gritted my teeth against the bile rising in my throat. I dared a glance down again. A faint, dark smear stained the hem of my dress, mocking me, taunting me with its presence. Tears almost rolled down my eyes, as I knew there was no way out for me anymore. I’d be caught with this bloodstain and there was no way to wipe it off. Except for one.

He blurts out, posing his shoulder to me, “Get yourself together, I'll be back in a few minutes.” “Bastián!” I screamed watching him leave, taking Liv by force, holding her arm, crying and asking for help, “BASTIAN!” I stammered, spitting blood, I moved my body until I was lying on the ground, I crawled, I didn't get very far, I gave up, I had bled too much, I painted a path of blood until I was face up in the middle of the street, the dark sky was etched in my mind as my eyelids lowered against my will to stay awake, here longer.

Staining every memory, every appearance of intimacy that room had ever had. A gasping sob tore at the back of my throat. I clapped a hand across my mouth, biting down savagely on my knuckle to hold in the second one, and tasting the bitter tang of blood. But the tears fell in spite of that. Blistering, urgent, they welled up inside me and poured out, warping the square of moonlight into a shivering, rippling haze. They trailed soundlessly down my face, dripped onto the plain white coverlet under me, and spread dark, spreading stains.

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

The water falling from them turns red and eventually pink until it comes clean. I rub my hands with soap for a long time. I need to scrub their blood away from me. I cry as I feel my hands feel raw with how much I scrub them. I finish the shower and get out; looking at myself in the mirror, I barely recognise myself. My eyes are red and puffy, my heart is broken, and I walk towards the dressing room. I see the blood stains on the carpet, and I stop walking as I look. There’s so much blood where Elliot was standing.

| {I ripped the heart out of your sacrifice} {Unholy Communion body of Christ} {I ate the heart I ate the head I ate the miracle} {Like a praying mantis without the prayer} {With only prey} {I called you a hoax in a bottle} {when I vomited you out again} {A jinx, hex, haxan, vexation} {So why am I the one with phantom pain?} | The Ravens amass into one giant monster with a proboscis and begins drilling through. | {Tears of blood, tears of blood} {Will the sadness ever end?} {Tears of blood, tears of blood}