Bloody Love Novels & Stories

iness in Kaytly's eyes. "I can't fight you, but I won't forgive you even to death?" She stared at Rowan with despairing eyes, took the broken piece of glass, raised it to her neck, and slashed it. "Kaytly, there's no need to do that?" Rowan watched Kaytly Blanche slit his throat with a piece of glass, and he cried out in horror. Desperate Kaytly Blanche heard that exclamation sound, suddenly stopping her hand, but the sharp piece of glass accidentally cut a small wound on her smooth skin, on the white neck that quickly spread out. a streak of red blood, which at first glance is very obvious. "Kaytly, wouldn't you rather die for me?" His eyes were filled with pain, he stared at the blood stai

Wouldn’t that be an admission that I care about him? My heart is shattered, and my soul is broken. Why would anyone want to fall in love? Love is brutal. A simple brush of fingers sends you into delirium. The slightest touch rips your skin open, and thus, a simple push becomes fatal. Simply put, it’s a ticking bomb. Why am I searching for it instead of letting it go? If only I knew what to do. I keep walking, my feet taking me closer and closer to the street. I have no idea where I want to go or what I hope to achieve by going there.

I always thought I was good at reading people but Mira had this way of speaking only with her words, never her eyes, now they were always distant, hidden. "Thank you, it's a lovely gift." Love says as she extends her hands and I step forward letting the pot slip into her hands, our fingers touch just so slightly and for far too short. "Would you like to come in?" She asks. I nod, clearing my throat as I step over the threshold, and enter her space. "I’d like that, yeah," I say, my voice steady despite the nervous flutter in my chest. "You remember my friend, Tamara, she is here helping us with the move." Love says as he sets the orchid down on the kitchen island.

said Jack and then tore any cloth covering Mitha's body. "I was waiting for that," said Mitha curtly. Jack then tilted his head down. Now in front of him was something so awesome. It is pink in color with fine hairs. Jack gulped down his own saliva. Jack's Adam's apple rose and fell as he watched it. "Come on, Jack..." Then, Jack's hand played there. Guerrilla with great makes Mitha continue to roll in pleasure. "Shall we do it right now?" "That's better," Mitha replied in between moans that came out of her mouth.

❤I heard once, that when love comes, You can't think of anything else, It holds you close and tight, And it calls your name, And you start to melt bright, Sometimes, it hurts you the most, But it also knows, Of what you desire, Love knows you, And the meaning of life, It is something, This is what you've always wanted to say! ❤ I was thinking 🤔 all these and suddenly, someone caged me in my arms and push me to the wall, I was about to shout, but wine-flavored lips captured my lips tightly and hungrily, I m hitting that person. When I touch his Bare chest, I became like a statue, it's….its...its...its..none other than James, my James, then I opened my eyes slowly and meet his eyes, his yell

I said, “My lover is a vampire after all. I’ve had plenty of opportunity.” “’Twas no aphrodisiac, my love. What you experienced was the art of love making… real love making,” he cooed. “Can I help it if I drive you wild?” “Oof!” I grumbled and stomped behind the screen to clean myself up as best I could.

Blood appeared beneath his body. Everything slowed. Sera heard nothing.mThe battlefield became distant. Blurred. The soldiers became shadows. The Wilds became indistinct shapes moving through crimson-tinted water. A strange buzzing filled her ears. Husen lay motionless. Blood ran from his mouth. Sera's eyes widened. "Husen!" Her voice sounded far away. She ran calling his name, but the sound barely left her eyes. Her vision turned blurry, her skin began to burn. Every movement felt slow. Her boots struck the water. One step.

“If we reunite, we might destroy the Voice.” The crowned one glared at her. “Or lose ourselves forever.” “You said it yourself,” I whispered. “The only way forward is through truth.” The crowned version’s blade faltered then she dropped it and stepped forward. For a single, breathless moment, both versions reached for each other. The light exploded. The light burned hot, white and red like the blood moon itself. The two versions of her trembled as their hands touched, and I felt the pulse ripple through the chamber like the heartbeat of Black Hollow.

My body surged, heat crept into my soul, my eyes felt too heavy, so heavy that the darkness was close like a second skin. Just as I was about to slip into the slumber I probably wouldn't wake up from, my ears caught her last words. “Love becomes farther, thou art cursed by desire rather, if the curse remains undone, you shall face death on the 16th full moon from this day!” The voice sank with me as the darkness slowly consumed me. “Morveth no…” *** I didn't know how long I was unconscious. The chattering and the sound of a bell being rung jolted my body awake.

Relief washes over me so hard my knees nearly give out. It lasts all of three seconds before humiliation crashes into it. Pieces of last night return with horrifying clarity. Me smiling down at him. Me sniffing him. I squeeze my eyes shut, willing the memories to die the way I want to right now. A low laugh.Dark eyes watching me across the bar. "You don't seem evil." My entire body freezes. Another memory surfaces before I can stop it. I bit him. Like a freaking dog, I bit him. I bury my face in my hands.