Bloody Mary! Novels & Stories

"What's good?" "What is a Bloody Mary mocktail?" Amanda asked, her nose wrinkled in disgust. "It's a Bloody Mary just without the actual blood," Saerus said as he pointed to another drink on the menu. "These are the drinks more appealing to non-vampires." "Hi! My name is Melody and I'll be your server tonight, what can I get you to drink?" A chipper voice sounded next to the table and Ellie looked up with a smile. The girl had long brown hair, her eyes glowing.

Had to do with something about not liking the business. "Fine. Be that way, but once a fan comes for an autograph, don't be surprised." She winked at me just as I finished up the drink and slid it to her. "I'll just call you Mary until you tell me your real name." I shrugged. Mary snorted. "I just told you my name, but you know, I don't care." She took a hearty sip of the Bloody Mary and placed it on the counter. "Fun fact, after my son was born, I drank Bloody Mary's whenever the days were too stressful." She shook her head. "I'm not an alcoholic, I swear."

~Livia’s Point of View~ I finally made it to breakfast Tuesday morning since I hadn’t been making it to breakfast and I knew it was expected. My father was MIA but my mom was in her usual form, already throwing back some breakfast cocktails. “Is a Bloody Mary technically a salad,” I ask, watching my mom stir her drink with a giant piece of celery. I'm sure if I tried I could be more sarcastic, but it'll be lost on her anyhow.

The fight and anger she had been feeling completely evaporated from her body, as the last image of her parents became permanently etched into her mind. She would forever carry the trauma of seeing their dead bodies with her. Just a few hours ago, they had been eating and laughing around their fireplace. Now, her parents’ bodies were strewn across the floor, their lifeless eyes staring up at the ceiling. A pool of dark liquid surrounded them, and Mara finally realized what it was that had stained the woods and floors. Blood. They passed by two other bodies that Mara didn’t recognize. But as the man carrying her walked into the cold night, all Mara could see through her tear-stained eyes were

“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.

Sonja was on her fifth bloody Mary before we decided to leave. We had given Reverie enough time with her boy toy and frankly, we were tired of waiting for her. Boredom was a strange thing when it came to soldiers. We needed more entertainment and harassing Reverie always turned out more fun than we had first anticipated.

So I grabbed my teddy bear and walked down the stairs. When I came into the kitchen, I didn't saw my daddy and my mommy standing there, arguing and fighting. I just saw my mommy laying on the floor in a puddle of blood. The red liquid was coming out of her belly and flooded around her. Her eyes were wide open and her brown hair had become red of her blood. I whispered her name and grabbed her hand as I knelt next to her. The tears were falling down my cheeks like a waterfall. Her blood was now on my white pajamas. My hands were painted with her blood as I tried to shake her awake.

My brows furrowed and pushed the drink aside again. "You guys are hurting my feelings! I made that thing and it's hard! That is called Bloody Mary!" I stood up and reached for my purse. "Bloody Mary it is, but by the looks of it, it doesn't taste good," I gibed and whirled around. "I'm going home, I need to think of some things." "Hey! Just get a sip of it!" Dylan shouted but I only waved my hand and didn't give him a glance.

"Oh I see. Then watch how I destroy you and everything you love" " You.. wouldn't " I stammered. "Really" he laughed, "remember who I am-JG". " JG...you're the famous JG" I stuttered hardly believing my ears. "Flesh and Blood.So Freddie, do what's right or else this is going to turn out way more than you expected" he said as he turned and walked away leaving me stunned and confused as ever.

She put a glass of Bloody Mary on the counter. "Thanks." I take a sip. It tastes so bitter. I looked around and realized I'm the only one here. There are no other customers. It's still early. I really don't feel good about it. It's strange. Yesterday there were a lot of customers. Or maybe it's because of the rain. "I think I should go home now." I stood up, but before I could go, Miriam grabbed my wrist. "Wait, don't you want to see Aaron?" she asked. Her lips curved into a creepy smile. Her other hand's holding a knife. She laughed harshly, like someone who just came out from her grave. "Don't you want to know what happened to Aaron?"