Bloody Mary Backstory Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I was brought in three years ago. When you’re brought in they scan your body to get a read on your past life. Your background, likes and dislikes, your name and age, basically anything and everything about you including the possible power received when entering. Those files are then given to the selected who are to participate in the hunt. That way they know who to target. Of course when more then one is after the same woman they had to fight themselves to prove who would be the victor of his spoils.” Mary takes in a deep breath and pauses for a moment as I try to process everything she said. She then continues “I was gifted one of the rarest powers, black which everyone seemed to what. If

⸻ “Stop.” But Malakai ignored her. ⸻ “The hunters stole her.” ⸻ Amara’s breathing became uneven. ⸻ “Who?” ⸻ Malakai’s voice lowered dangerously. ⸻ “The Blackthorne bloodline.” ⸻ The entire room exploded into silence. ⸻ Because suddenly— Everything connected. ⸻ The silver-eyed woman. The Blackthorne name. The hunters. The experiments. ⸻ And somehow— Amara was at the center of all of it.

“Mary was a hell of a woman. Why don’t we leave your man to do his pushups and we’ll go find us some whiskey. And then we can talk about some of the shit she did when we were in Africa.” Dean laughed. “I don’t know where she got all that bullion from.” “Oh, shit. That was Mary? I knew she did the glitter bombs. Just outside the damned showers.” “Sparkliest field hospital the Seabees ever built.” Dean laughed as she remembered the stories that her mom told her after she got home from a stint due to the Ebola outbreak in Guinea. “And not because it was clean.” Harlow laughed. “It’s probably a good thing we didn’t have the two of them together at the time. Come on, I have a bottle of whiskey wi

He explained as he showed me around the pack. "Quite interesting." I said as I felt a feeling of fulfillment. "So tell me, everyone of us has a story behind us becoming a rouge. Mind to share yours?." He asked and stared at me. "It's been quite rough for me though." I started.. *Well this is the story I was told at Moonlight pack by an old slave in the pack that died due to suffering. And for the records, I was also told my parents name were Xavier Brooks and Emily Brooks.*

She swallowed into nothing. “My name is Maria Clark. I am from blue moon pack… my family became a rogue after they thought she poisoned someone in the pack but it wasn’t true…” she said and Aiden stared at her with an uninterested look, expression cold and sharp like he had already dismissed half her story.

“Martini? Vodka on the rocks?” I pull out my silencer and Jonas’ eye go wide as saucers. His petrified gaze shifts rapidly back and forth between the gun and my face. “Bloody Mary,” I tell him and shoot at his dick. A deep shade of red blossoms like a flower and spreads through his robe, changing it to a deep maroon colour and Jonas slumps onto the ground. Blood splatters on the brunette too and she screams, running away faster than you can say ‘bye’ while the tall lean man stands frozen like a statue.

Does it count as buying it back, when it was Anthony’s several-times-great grandfather who sold it? She was only a kitchen maid, in life. Her name was, is, Mary Trapnell. The story is that during the English Civil War, the house was under siege and soldiers burst in, killing the menfolk and making the womenfolk wish they were dead. Mary was not about to stand by and meekly allow the invaders to have their way with her. She picked up two of the cleavers used for butchering meat, and attacked anyone who came near her. She was so fierce and so determined that the bodies piled up in front of her and blocked the doorway. In the end, they set fire to the house, and she was burned alive inside.

Meanwhile, Mary continued, “I also was a nurse for a brief time and tried to become the luna of Dacre’s pack. For that, I drove Dacre’s mother, the only woman who had been able to birth Thadeus a heir, insane. I mixed potions into her medicines that I gave to every woman in Thaddeus' harem as I did not want anybody to give birth to a living child.” My blood began to boil at that. Mary had purposely killed not just my mom, but everybody else too. The medicines made all of them give birth to stillborns. somehow, Dacre’s mother survived it as I believe someone else had gotten wind of my acts and had begun to give antidotes to them all.” Mrs. Bryant walked forward and slapped Mary, hard.

I took a deep breath and resisted the urge to turn around. I had the urge in my thoughts to tell me to speak to him. I pulled back, wondering if I could recognize the face I was seeing. I have probably met the particular physical being I'm seeing right now. Carefully, remembering that drilled into my head, even trying to recall all past events that had happened in my life. Nearly anxious, I turned to the right, and rapidly I opened my mouth.” “Do I know you before” I said. He was surprised by the question I asked. He kept quiet, and after a few seconds he said, are you ‘Mary’.

“You don’t have to pretend with me. I know.” Half out of curiosity and half out of desperation, I looked up at her, my voice shaking as I asked, “How could you possibly know what I’m going through?” Mary’s expression softened, and she gave me a small, sad smile. “I’ve been working here for over a year now,” she began, her voice carrying a hint of sorrow. “I was sold to Alpha Hunter by my own father for a few bucks. He needed the money, and I… I had no choice.” She revealed.