Bloody Mary! Novels & Stories

“Your world?“ Jane asked me. She looked around for something and I could guess what it was. I went to the living room and opened the drawer, taking two different bottles of liquor out of it. “Whiskey or Bourbon?“ I asked Jane. She smiled. “You read my mind. Whiskey please.“ Jane said as the took two new glasses from the drawer. I poured two glasses of Whiskey, a double for me and stood against the kitchen counter again. “There's events in our world. Parties, events, law cases. A bit like yours but.. with a lot more horror. I really don't want to bring Tris there.“ I said. There was no way I could bring Tris there. “Well, that sounds like a conversation you and Tris have to have. If you want

"So let's try this again, hi I'm Griffin Masters. Alpha asshole with an unearthly obsession with knives." I laughed out loud. "Hello, I'm Anastasia. Omega, with a freaky backstory."

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.

Adam The blood warriors aimed and fired at the witches. They got two out of three eventually. As soon as they got the last one and we thought it was only Maria that remained, a multitude of witches arrived, trying to get into our country, so Kyle and the others had to face them while I tried to figure out how to save my mate.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

Kitang-kita niya ang mga sasakyan sa kalsada lalo't salamin ang dingding ng shop. Hindi na niya inalis ang aviator upang malayang magliwaliw ang mata. Naagaw ang kanyang atensiyon dahil may naglapag ng milk tea sa kanyang harapan. Kanina pa siya naka-order at malabong sa kanya ang milk tea na ito. Nag-angat siya ng tingin upang tanggihan ito pero mukha ni Mari ang sumalubong sa kanya. May munting ngiti ito sa labi.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

The thick, dark primordial blood of a century-old vampire welled from the deep cut. "Drink, Brynn," Riheirk commanded, his voice raw and desperate as he pressed his bleeding wrist firmly against her lips. "Drink from me. Let my blood purge the poison. Accept it, sweetheart, please." Brynn’s jade eyes flickered. Driven by her own fading strength and the desperate, triumphant internal screaming of Solar, her jaw parted. She bit down lightly on his wrist, her lips drawing the heavy, white-hot furnace of his primordial blood into her system.

Something sharp and bitter that makes me wrinkle my nose. I look at the bartender. “What the hell is this?” He laughs. “Virgin Bloody Mary.” I frown. “I know that. I mean, what's actually in it?” He leans against the counter. “Animal blood with a small dash of vodka.” I stare at the glass. “Vodka?” I repeat. “Very small dash. Enough to give it the kick without overpowering the blood.” I look at Messiah, who is already sipping her Cosmo like this is completely normal. “You knew?” She shrugs. “Of course I knew.”

The next day, my body felt weightless. The stomach pain that had been driving me insane was gone. I looked down and saw a body lying on the floor with a purple and blue face, as well as white foam and dark red blood crusted at the corners of the mouth. That was me. That was Layla Lloyd, as dead as a doornail. I floated in midair, staring at my own stiff corpse. It looked almost like a stranger. Now, the girl who had always kept her head down would never have to bow to anybody again.