Bloody Love Novels & Stories

“Are you going to sleep now?” “Yeah..” She mumbled. “Okay.. I’ll watch you sleep then. Good night.. I love you..” “Mn..” Lucas cleared his throat. “I love you..” He repeated. “Mn!” “I love you, my Diana, my one and only love.” Her cheeks blushed at his words. “Ugh. Love you too! Good night!” She turned her head away from the camera, not showing him the face that is now beet red.

I said with coldness. "Listen to me Nadia. You are a forgotten lover. This relationship ended between us three years ago. Don't act so foolishly, thinking that I still love you. Every feeling of love and affection that I had for you disappeared that night. Let me give you a warning. Don't you ever come near me again." Nadia ignored my words and moved closer to me. She slowly rubbed her hands through my abs. She tried to lose the ends of my bathrobe but I was quick to take her hands away.

"But the Head of the Vampire Council said that if I was unwilling, Ash would not find my blood ‘enjoyable.’ He didn't mention anything about the law when he said it." Amanda smirked. "Well, that part wasn't about the law. The blood tastes differently depending on the emotions the blood donor feels. Fear or pain tastes bitter or sour and often ruins everything. The feelings of excitement, pleasure, and desire add more sweet and spicy flavor, and, of course, love is the most ennobling emotion. Pleasure and desire are easy to trigger using compulsion, while love is nearly impossible. To those jerks from the council, using compulsion is the way to make the blood drinkable. None of them would bot

She says, "I love You ..." My body freezes and my senses get numb. I hurt her. Even after, I give her immense pain, she says that she loves me and faints in my arms. I observe her. We both are drenched in blood.. she is bleeding heavily. Fuck! 'Sunshine! I love you. I love you...' End Of POV:- .... Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

“That’s a lie. I choose them. Always.” The dark image shattered, and a path of glowing stones appeared over the lake. They crossed, unsteady legs but together by a thin thread of shared will. Meanwhile, on the island was a small pool of red water, pulsing like a heartbeat. Lub-dub. Lub-dub. It was the Heart of the Blood Moon. It was tiny, but its anger pressed against them, heavy and awful. “It’s a wound,” Lyra said, her light gradually fading. “A wound from love that turned to endless pain. It grows by eating your pain.”

"And I don't like her. I told you. I was trying to get information out of her. Let me explain more." "You don't like her? But she likes you. She is always after your blood," I needed to let him know how much it bothered me when I saw that girl fawning over him. I burned with jealousy. "She doesn't like me per se. She likes my blood. Because my blood is..." Ambrose hesitated, so I looked at him questioningly. "There's some kind of aphrodisiac quality in my blood that make vampires go crazy for it," Ambrose said. "Same way Dave is always after yours. I think we have a similar kind of blood."

꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆ ( TRIGGER WARNINGS ) ╚═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╝ ☽ —— 「 Our love is untouchable 」 ❝ . . . . 𝕋HERE ARE A FEW TRIGGER WARNINGS, I would like to point out for this story, just in case, there are mentions of d/aths (e), there will be some ma/ipulation (n), slights mentions of r/pe (a) perhaps, c/r acci/ents (a, d), there will huge amounts of vi/lence (o), which be very graphic as well and some mentions of bl/od (o). ❞

Edsel spoke up. "Okay, I get it." "Now give me the blood of your heart, the magic of Galvin will be useless against your love for Sharmaine. The blood of the heart is painful and dangerous,..." Before Edsel could finish speaking, the two raised their hands and stabbed them hard in their hearts, blood flowing from their chests on the white shirt. The smell of blood carries the scent of a predator. Edsel quickly drew blood, he knew the love that Augustus had for Sharmaine.

I said and looked at Blood with a bug question mark on my face, but he just looked at his food and shrugged his shoulder. “It’s you and Hell.” He added. “What a freaking couple now a daw.” He rolled my eyes at me. “You know? You’re so bitter in your life.” I said. “Did someone call me?” Bitter said as he enters the room with a lot of snacks on the bag, he is bringing. “The reason why I love you,” Blood said “Come here and let me have those.” He added and I shake my head looking at him being excited like a kid.

The black liquid pooled between his frozen lips, and I kept riding him, kept grinding, kept pouring every ounce of my desperate love into this insane attempt to bring him back. "Drink my blood, Ronan!" I screamed, my voice cracking. "Take it. Take all of it." Ronan's stone jaw unlocked with a sickening crack, his golden eyes flashing back to life as he choked on my blood. The sound was horrible—wet and broken like someone drowning—but I'd never heard anything more beautiful. "Lilith..." His voice was barely a rasp, but it was there. "Fuck, it's burning—"