Bloody Mary Scary Novels & Stories

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!

Pain shoots up my arm, and I wince. “You’re hurting me,” I whimper as tears sting my eyes. And here I thought there were no more tears left to cry. “Why did he drag you away? Did you mess up the wine?” she hisses. “N-no,” I stammer, my heart pounding in my chest. It threatens to burst through my ribcage. Macy is a terror—for lack of a better word. She is feared amongst the Omegas. Born a beta, and mated to one. She comes from a strong line of warriors, and she makes sure we know.

Mary tried to watch the movie with rapt attention, while trying to avoid any more questions from Mia. Halfway into the movie, Mary noticed that the movie did not help matters at all. Instead she was getting even more scared. She did not know if she was actually thinking that Adonis would just show up from nowhere and kill her. Actually she was having the feelings, she kept looking around and in a very short while she snuggled close to Mia and rested her head on her shoulders. She soon slowly started to doze off on Mia's shoulders. "Do you still feel scared of the unknown?" Mia asked rolling her eyes. "I thought watching a movie would actually get rid of your fears".

And grabbed a metal fork, trying to scare Erica. "Give back the turkey or I'll-" "You'll what? Hurt us with a tiny fork!" Catty laughed listening to her sister. "It's silver! You should be scared of sil-" "Look Martha, whatever you think you heard about Vampires only exist in movies! We are not scared of silver. Is that clear to you? We play and fight with silver swords all the time!" Martha felt the biggest embarrassment of her life. Even Jennie hid her face in shame seeing her friend.

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.

Mary quickly finished the food by gulping it down her throat, that was kept besides her and just as she was searching for something to drink, a hand holding a bottle of water was stretched in front of her face, startling her. Only then did she realize that she was originally inside a dark room locked away. All the memories of that human maid being killed in front of her eyes with blood oozing around from her neck and splattering around started flashing in Mary's mind making her become scared and cover herself in a foetal position. Her eyes widened and she hugged her body on the ground, burying her face in her palms, trying to hide away.

Marybeth pointed out, adding quickly when she noticed the apprehension in Scarlett's eyes, "my father and Danica will be there as well. So you and Lewis don't have to feel out of place." "It's not that I'm worried about," Scarlett said as she snatched the card from the florist and read Austin's cheesy message, wishing Marybeth a happy second-week anniversary. "What's the problem?" Marybeth asked. "I mean, what will we do there? Would we have to drink blood or something?" Marybeth rolled her eyes, "they are criminals, not vampires! Why would you have to drink blood?" "Isn't that what all these secret organisations do?" "Again, they are criminals, not some secret organisation!" Marybeth lied a

“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.

"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.”

Anaya said. Mary let out a soft sigh and said, “My lady, with all due respect, that’s not what I meant. They blamed me for their problem because of what happens after I get scared. Out of all my phobias, the worst is my hemophobia—fear of bleeding or watching someone bleed. Every time I see blood, my head goes blank, I get dizzy, and I pass out. When I wake up, everything around me is completely destroyed. After the second incident, the witches in the city chased me and my parents away in hopes that the sun would once again return to their city. Maybe it has, maybe it hasn’t, but personally, I don’t give a sh-”