Novel & Cerita Bloody Mary Horror

It was hard for me to find the right time to hurt him because he was moving fast and it got faster when he saw my blood. When I saw the right time, I immediately kicked him in the stomach and then slapped his face causing him to step back. I took the cloth that was in my shoe and then threw it at him. It hit his left arm. I was surprised when he arrived in front of me. Using his two hands, he scratched me hard causing me to fly. Good thing I crossed my arms to protect myself. I groaned as my back hit a tree. I looked at him while struggling with pain. My eyes widened when he raised one of his hands and something... black smoke came out. Wait... what?! Is that... black magic? Is this a dream!

Bloody Mary Mary knew that the bodies had been stacking up as a lazy tech pushed it toward the elevator. She could tell by the look of indifference on his face where he was going. The sound of popping gum echoed the hallway as she walked unnoticed as she headed toward the stairs. Stopping at the morgue door and with a shiver, Mary slid through the door quietly and stood in the shadows waiting for the drop off the dead body.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.

"The baby... something’s wrong." "Is it?" Martha asked, tilting her head. "Or is he just eager to meet his new mother?" "What did you do?" Sarah screamed, the sound echoing through the hollow house. "The tea... I didn't even drink the tea!" "I didn't need the tea," Martha said, standing over her like a shadow. "I’ve spent ten years learning things, Sarah. Dark things. Things found in the basements of grief. You think I wanted you to suffer? No. I wanted you to bloom. I wanted you to be the perfect vessel for what was stolen from me."

His wrinkled face looked like it was crawling with countless wriggling worms. I shuddered and stepped back, whispering to Silvia, "Good thing I've got you. This place is terrifying." She snorted and suddenly shoved me forward, straight toward George. With an icy laugh, she said, "This pretty boy will make a great offering. You're going to love him." Before I could react, George gestured, and several eerie puppets stepped forward to pin me down and drain my blood. A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night.

The next second, the Patchwork Monster tore the man in half. He tossed the body outside casually. Just then, a crisp, bell-like voice sounded outside. “It’s after work hours, who’s so rude as to be throwing bodies around?” A young girl with three heads and eight arms appeared at the doorway. With just one look at the shop, anger filled her voice, and her hair stood on end. “Who the hell had a death wish and smashed the Number One Must-Eat shop in the entire horror game?”

After a few seconds of silence, broken only by the soft hum of medical equipment, he finally asked, “What happened?” Reed explained in detail, without showing excessive emotion. “She was attacked in a public restroom. A rogue disguised herself as a pregnant woman and drugged her with Dormyra, a magical liquid that causes weakness. It works through inhalation. The effect is fast, suppressing consciousness and weakening the body.” Yoren’s expression hardened. “They ignored my warning,” he said, his voice trembling as he struggled to control his anger. “You know what to do, Fabrizio.” Fabrizio nodded. “Understood, Alpha,” he replied, then asked, “What is the next step, Alpha? Will you take her

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

He was grinning like a mad man but his eyes shoot daggers. As I do that, I finally got a proper look at what is really happening. Everything... is on fire. In a distance, I caught Matertera Matilda as she cracked one of the vampires' heads open, which gained a deafening scream of pain from the latter. She then throw it into the flames right after and caught my gaze. In her eyes reflects the burning flames in between us. I have never seen such eyes burning in so much determination. Matertera Matilda is burning, and the red fire was made just for her.

ASTRID “What happened to her?” I whisper, my eyes frozen on the screen. Mary’s hair is usually coiffed to perfection but this time, it sticks all over the place, a few strands escaping into her eyes. Her face is half covered in blood, tears and snot. She looks… deranged. “Ms. Machiavelli, p-please forgive m-me.” She cries, trembling in fear. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do it. Please forgive me. P-please…”