Bloody Mary Games Novels & Stories

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

"We'll stay, wow. I didn't know you took a course in blackmailing." "I had to take online courses." Martha whispers, looking over Bethany who's starting to relax. "Don't worry, we'll play a couple games. You're the bosses, no one can fault you if you come late to work, or don't even go at all." "Well, that's the joy of it. So what's after dinner?" "I have planned the game room for us. There is poker, chess, scrabble, go stop, pool and even backgammon if that's where you lean."

“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.

I said and Harry raised an eyebrow. “Well, with Louis out of the way, the two can go back to playing lovers in public” Harry stated and I shook my head making both him and Timur frown in confusion. “The Bloodlust Games are launching here in New York. However, what I can’t understand is how they managed to do it right under our noses and no one caught any sight or heard anything of it” I said and Timur frowned.

The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom then you come back and rebuild the village starting it knew the older witch revealed to the witch princess Cara and she was surprised But witch mother who is that bloody one the witch princess Cara asked the old woman He who the Vampire King be got his only child Lamia the old witch said out his name loudly He is dead they say the witch princess Cara said He was never dead those words are rumours and lies the old witch said and the witch princess nodded Does that mean I should just watch the witch queen?? The witch princess Cara asked That's right pretend you don't know

"I want to go home!" One of the hoods moves as a council member signals something to someone on my right. I turn in time to see broad shoulders too close to have time to run. The light flickers upon a silver blade. My mouth opens to scream in dismay, but nothing comes out. Why? As I touch my throat, my fingers are bathed in a warm, thick liquid. A fine line along my neck ignites a pang of pain. I raise my hands only to discover they are painted in red. My muscles aren't mine to control anymore. My body falls to one side, blood pumping out of my neck as I suffocate and choke.

All he wanted was the best for her, he never wanted that smile to leave her lips. He promised to show her the world, which he did, foolishly so. Martha was a gentle woman on the outside but deep down she was fierce, that was what called him…lured him in and also blinded him from the truth. Until that fateful morning when she threw up blood on his clothes, her entire body went limp in his arms and he could hardly hear her breathe. She was dying… That was what the doctors told him. Said she had leukemia, said it came so suddenly that they didn’t notice on time despite her going to their hospital every month for a fucking check up!

Vampires don't die immediately when you stab them, but it is certain that vampires will die when you slash their heads and now, to her dismay, Mila has to admit that Liam is in a far more advantageous position than her. “You didn't say this was a fight to the death,” Mila still didn't budge and was stubborn as usual. Meanwhile, Liam laughed and released his grip on Mila's head, letting her free. “Can you draw this sword? It's very annoying," he said quietly. The word 'annoying' felt too good to be compared to how Liam felt right now, as he felt his consciousness would disappear and he would faint in the middle of the arena in no time.

Before the last person could finish, he was suddenly struck by a rock and fell off the twelfth floor of the building! "Not bad, kiddo! Come on, let me test your strength!" A long-haired woman leapt off the second floor, catwalking devilishly toward Frank as she brandished a butterfly knife. "You're out of luck, boy!" Someone catcalled from above. "That's Bloody Mary—not the cocktail, but a phantom who can engage hundreds effortlessly!" "That's an exaggeration. Should I lose against you, kid, do go easy!" Bloody Mary curtseyed at Frank, leaping toward him as she bowed, stabbing her butterfly knife at his throat.

“Now that the queen has officially turned twenty-five, it’s time to play a game!” I groaned immediately. “Oh no. No games, Sandra. The last time we played one, I ended up kissing that creepy waiter at the bar.” Amara burst out laughing. “And he still follows her on I*******m till today!” “Exactly!” I said, pointing accusingly. “That’s why we’re not doing this.” But they were already ignoring me. Joyce clapped her hands together. “Truth or dare!” A chorus of cheers filled the room. Sandra smirked and handed me a half-filled shot glass. “Rules are simple… if you refuse a truth or dare, you drink. And no chickening out.”