Novel & Cerita Bloody Bathroom

A moment later, she called out, "Felix can you come in here and help me with something?" I slid off the bed, giving my wife the obligatory shrug. I opened the bathroom door and stepped inside. This bathroom was even nicer than the last with blue and gray tiling, a stall shower, and a spa bath. "I can't figure out this stupid plumbing," Scarlett said loudly. She gently clicked the door closed behind me. "What's wrong?" I asked.

Wow this bathroom look so expensive, is this how other servants bathroom is, or is it because I'm the servant of the Alpha and his brothers, everything in this bathroom can feed me for ten years if I'm to sell them, how is it possible for a bathtub to be made of gold or am I dreaming? I felt a sharp pain below my stomach and I remembered the reason why I entered the bathroom, I quickly took off my shirt and slowly began to take off the bandage that I wrapped around my chest, the bandage was all done and I placed it on the bathroom sink, I took off my baggy jeans, and pulled of my panties, I took out the already filled sanitary pad and dropped it on the counter,

red sofas sat on a white carpet with an oak side table in front. Vases and heights of pink and red were spread around. Little paintings were hung on the walls with an ultimately huge one at the top end of the bed. I walked into the bathroom. There was a standing shower room with huge royal red curtains and a huge tub in the middle. Huge enough to drown me. The was a barrier that separated the bathroom from the washroom, each having huge white sinks. There was a red toilet which was strange and funny at the same time. It stood uniquely in the white room. mirrors were everywhere. One in the washroom. Two in the bathroom. and another two in the room.

It looks like it could be from a natural wolf. On the phone, I hear noises behind Milo. Ashley is panicking. Reggie is speaking to someone else. “Milo, I’m going into the bathroom.” I whisper. “The blood smell is stronger from there.” “Security is on the elevator, Lenora. Just get the fuck out of there.” Milo begs. I look toward the bathroom. The door is ajar. The light is off, but I can see a puddle of blood spilled out on the floor. “Milo, there’s more blood in the bathroom.”

The wooden furniture was neatly arranged while neatly folded clothes sat on the sofa. Chloe looked around but did not see Noah. She then looked toward the bathroom and her face sank. Tiffany pointed to the bathroom and said, "He's in there." Desmond trembled as he pushed open the bathroom door. Inside was a mess, with red stains covering the floor. Noah was in the bathtub, his wet clothes clinging to his body. His arms hung limply over the tub's edge, and his head slumped to the side. The blood at his mouth made his pale skin even paler, giving him a weak and lifeless appearance.

Tears started coming to the corner of my eyes thinking about my miserable family, but I quickly controlled them. After finishing the delicious food and dessert, I went to the bedroom. I decided to take a shower, so I undressed and went inside the bathroom. Filling the tub, I checked the water temperature and when it was perfectly warm, I slipped inside it. As soon as I permeated into the tub, a cracking sound came from the bedroom. I thought it was some maid who came to clean the room but I was wrong when the bathroom door slowly opened and a bloody Nicolas entered the bathroom. I gasped loudly and my eyes went wide seeing him in that state.

Ransom finished my thought. The bathroom was covered in red. Like some kind of serial killer spree, crimson dripped from every available surface. The mirror was not only speckled with it, in some places, dragging fingerprints swept its face. I looked up; splatter dotted the ceiling. A wet sigh sounded from behind me. The soaking tub was filled with a thick viscous scarlet liquid. As I watched, something bubbled to the surface. A rounded shape covered in either fur or hair broke the surface.

My father didn't do things by half measures, so just because it wasn't his main bathroom, did not mean it would not be grand. Stark white walls contrasted sharply against a deep green floor. It had no frivolousities. There was a mirrored cabinet above the sink, and a large shower surrounded by translucent glass. There was also a pristine white claw-foot tub, deep enough for me to hide in as a child. Although it wasn't very pristine right now. There was blood splattered on the wall beside it and a head was hanging out of the tub, chin on the edge, at an angle that would hurt.

In it were some assortment Of different colored and style of clothes, tennis shoes, and stuff that you need for daily hygiene. 'Next the bathroom!' I thought about trying to find something to help me figure out who I am, and where I am. Nothing so far was helpful so what chance was there that the bathroom would have anything? I opened the door and frowned. It was ancient! There was a bucket for a toilet, and a table with a giant bowl in it, full of water for a sink. 'There's no plumbing!!!' I was horrified. There was nothing else, not even a mirror. The walls were bright blue, not like the dark blue in the bedroom. This was like the morning sky right after the sunrise. The floor was cold it

Damon's gaze darkened. He took a step back and kicked the front door down. Celeste's apartment was tiny. The door opened right up to her bedroom. The bathroom was to the left of the entrance. A strong smell of blood seeped out from the closed bathroom door. Damon's heart leaped for a moment. He then kicked the bathroom door open. What he saw shocked him so much that he nearly collapsed to his feet. Blood ran freely through the water in the shower stall, staining the floor red.