Bloody Characters Novelas e Histórias

A muscular man who came out of the woods at exact moonlight, deep blue eyes. "You're a wolf." ———————————————————— IMPORTANT NOTE: The Characters and Events mentioned in this book are purely fictional and are not to be construed as even remotely inspired by persons and events known and unknown to the author.

This is closure for my Leah, nothing more, nothing less Blood spatters across the floor as Leah works her way through the group. The brown-haired woman has passed out, her back full of blood and torn flesh, but Leah doesn't care, she keeps whipping and whipping. The male leader grits his teeth, trying to maintain dignity even as tears stream down his face. I am sure he has won in his heart not to cry for a Leah

I didn't care about anything and just lunged myself at him, ripping him apart, scattering his body parts all around the kitchen. Bullets started flying around and I was shot a couple of times but I didn't mind, I couldn't just sit by and watch my mate being touched by that filthy man. Dad and uncle Aaron also shifted into their wolves ignoring the flying Bullets and attacked the other wolves. In less than probably thirty seconds, Paul and Charisma had been mercilessly ripped apart and there was blood everywhere. I turned to look at Sarah who had blood all over her and luckily it wasn't her blood, she didn't get shot.

“Breathe, Alice. I’ve got you.” Her heart pounded, trapped in Kane’s crimson gaze, his warmth so close she felt his heartbeat. Her senses flared, catching the wild musk of wolf under his skin, and her nails ached, retracting slowly as she focused on his touch. “I’m not… me,” she whispered, voice trembling, wrist scar pulsing. “I saw it, Kane—a lab, Samuel, my scar. I’m not a hybrid. I’m… a weapon.”

So I grabbed my teddy bear and walked down the stairs. When I came into the kitchen, I didn't saw my daddy and my mommy standing there, arguing and fighting. I just saw my mommy laying on the floor in a puddle of blood. The red liquid was coming out of her belly and flooded around her. Her eyes were wide open and her brown hair had become red of her blood. I whispered her name and grabbed her hand as I knelt next to her. The tears were falling down my cheeks like a waterfall. Her blood was now on my white pajamas. My hands were painted with her blood as I tried to shake her awake.

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

One man dropped and another went down after Sergio’s return fire snapped through the hallway like thunder. Sergio looked back at her dubiously. "How come you are so comfortable with a gun and shooting people?" he asked her. Rosy shook her head uncertainly. "I don't understand it myself. My body is just responding to a command on its own." she replied and Sergio smirked. "Surely now you believe the De Luca's blood runs through your view now." "Doesn't prove anything." she muttered focusing on gaze on the men exchanging gunfire. Blood pooled across polished floors. Priceless artworks were torn to shreds. Smoke drifted toward the high ceilings like a prayer gone unanswered.

Diana turned with a sharp look, "You shouldn't be playing with humans!!" Dominic just let go of his hand. Making the blood from Diana's hands immediately flow, making the clean white blanket get tainted. However, Diana didn't care, she looked at Dominic with anger.

Sorry but I need to live. ...... Blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood So much blood. ......

She stopped restraining as he started licking on the spot where he bit and moved towards her cleavage as her eyes shot opened. "A-aron...ahhhh." She screamed as he inserted his canines in her valley between her breasts and started draining her blood. His ruthlessness and cruelty made her sure that he wasn't the same Aaron. He was ruthless and cruel but not with her. He was cold but warm with her. He extracted his canines as he was busy in licking the blood from her skin. "Your taste is still the same." He rasped as he looked up at her in pure hatred. She felt black spots around her vision as she was about to get faint.