Bloody Mary Backstory Novels & Stories

"Mary, how are you that skilled in combat? You took down a full-grown man so effortlessly. He didn’t even have a chance to fight back!" Her eyes sparkled with admiration as she looked at Mary, full of genuine awe. However, Mary looked a little embarrassed under her gaze. "Miss, to be honest, I come from a family of martial artists. This little bit of skill is nothing special." It was precisely because of her background that she got chosen to personally serve Martha. She accompanied her everywhere, eliminating the need for a bodyguard. After all, who would ever suspect that a dignified, middle-aged woman like her had such formidable abilities?

A story where love was as fatal as any blade. And I wasn’t just in it. I was inside the body of a girl who—if the book’s events held true—was fated to die before the first act even ended. Her death was the spark that ignited the blood feud. A single corpse to justify centuries of slaughter. In other words… me. Again. I’d already died once. I wasn’t going to let it happen a second time.

“You’re right!’ Osmond chimed in, nodding repeatedly. “That's because you're a special she-wolf. So of course, the Alpha wants you.” Paige fell silent for a moment, then spoke again in an almost casual tone. “Actually, Grandmother was the special she-wolf. We should be grateful to Grandfather. If he hadn’t mated Grandmother, I wouldn’t have Lumerys’ blood.” She returned Osmond’s gaze with a pleased look. “Blood that has become legendary since that pack went extinct twenty-five years ago.” Osmond nodded again. “Now,” he continued, his tone turning serious once more, “we only need to make sure that no one interferes with this plan.”

Few minutes later. They all made it to Ryan's Party. Everything was running smoothly, and people were having a goodnight. Hey Babe am going outside for some fresh air Mary told 💬 Michael. Michael pecked his girl on cheeks, and she stepped outside. As Mary was just strolling on the street to get a little sober, And then the unexpected happened before her 👀 eyes; 🤔thinking it was a watermelon someone just dropped on the ground. As she came a little bit closer to see it clearer, and then saw something horrible😱 that she nearly fainted.

Mary went out & got a lighter as the guards cruelly held him down as he screams in fear. Mary came back with a lighter. Bob cries out "Mary, why do you have that? What's that for? A- A ritual or something?" Mary slowly SET FIRE TO BOB'S SCALP AND THEN DROVE HER FIST INTO HIS ARMPIT like lightning. Mary left the scene saying "Put his head out, girls." Then The women pulled him to a pool outside & dropped him into it. They just... Cruelly threw him in. Both guards were picked due to being psychopathic.

"It's better this way. Except for our pack, I don't want anybody else to hear what I have to say. If someone spots the gathering, they'll think I'm hosting a party. There's nothing wrong about it." "Alright then. I will inform the pack. Is it okay with you if I ask some of the members to bring food? Maria's food is amazing; much better than your chef's. No offense." The door swings open wide, and Ana enters without knocking. That's not in her character. By her fast breathing and distress, it must be something serious. I raise an eyebrow and wait for her to speak. “The strigoi is gone! A window was open, and I think she jumped from there.”

"I'm going to fuck you so hard after all this." I nodded, gulping. "I'll hold you to your promise." I had missed him. And then two slaves came in, carrying a dress for me and a pair of shorts for Nik. We both quickly got dressed before Nik finally relaxed and stood beside me. "The series of unfortunate events that have been happening since last night have happened because of one spiteful person who hated vampires — Mary. She was the one who lit the packhouse on fire and she was the one who lit this cottage on fire too."

He thought that she had deserved what she had gotten. Mary was taken in 1985. She was a self professed lesbian whose girlfriend had left her for another woman. She was sitting at a bar moaning about it when Dave heard her. She was young and cute, so he brought her home to Nate as a gift. But she kept making disparaging remarks about men and neither of them had appreciated it, so Dave felt forced to slit her throat.

Mary’s eyes kept closing, but she tried to stay awake. She said everything through our link. “It was so quiet, but I woke up and suddenly smelled blood. I tried to get away, but someone slit my throat before I could. They were quick and very well trained. Then they attacked my body. I fainted and when I woke up, they were gone. I hid in the shelter, I was scared they might come back. I was so weak, I kept losing consciousness. I heard them come back once and after that I blacked out again.” That must be when they brought the rogues bodies here. The whole thing was one big cover up. All to kill me.

The morning air at Henry's Cafe was colored by light banter between me and Amy near the entrance. A warm little moment, before it finally collapsed due to my own carelessness. My shoulder bumped into Steven, who had just set foot inside the cafe. My lips were already open to launch an apology, but Steven's demeanor muffled that sound before it came out.