Bloody Mary Tale Novels & Stories

Aaric hissed, trying to push Arabella away, but sadly he couldn't, because his hands couldn't touch her, as if he was just trying to push away a wisp of thick smoke. "You know you can't touch me with your pitiful human body," Arabella smiled triumphantly as she watched life slowly fade from Aaric's eyes, or Dr. Drake's in this case. On the other hand, outside of the glass room, many guards could only stand frozen after being flabbergasted and shocked to see the murder scene clearly displayed in front of their eyes.

"It kind of happened to me too, then I had to go to the hospital because I lost a lot of blood, no explanation as to how it happened whatsoever, but from then on, I can just tell if the same thing has happened to anyone else" Julian's irises widened. "Same thing happened to me." He confessed, his pitch dropping lower. "The memory is a bit hazy but I definitely remember following this guy into the bathroom, then after that, it all just kind of blurs, there was a girl too. I woke up in the woods, nothing was wrong with me, but I lost a lot of blood". Fatimah could guess who the girl was. Seth was always fond of sharing his meal with his very persuasive sister, and that was how she planned to t

One of the knights said. "We were just a small business, sir. We will accept even half of the payment. We couldn't shoulder the whole bill," an old woman who seemed to be the owner of the pub begged. The knight was about to hit the older woman when a young woman wearing a black robe interfered, "You have to pay for the product you consumed, whoever you are," she growled. "Who are you, little shit?" the knight was about to draw his sword when the big man accompanying the young woman pointed his sword at the knight. "Don't you dare," he whispered.

Running into that abandoned building. Then the Twins. The pain in my shoulder from a bullet, the sack shoved over my head, that darkness. Fuck my life. I could still feel the ache, but the fact I wasn't dead from loss of blood, meant they must have at least stopped the bleeding. I couldn't tell what state my arm was in from behind the new shirt I was wearing. Why was I here? And why wasn't I dead? A harsh, chilling thought occurred to me and I sucked in a broken breath.

Tears streams down my cheeks as I watch what's happening. “No… No, Walter… No.” She drops down beside him. “You can't leave me here. Who is going to complain about my cooking? Stop it. Wake up! Wake up, Walter!” She shakes him violently, but he doesn't stir. He doesn't speak, just stays lifeless. Mary stands, clearly furious and heartbroken. “How could—” They also don't let her finish. Another gunshot erupts into the air. Mary falls to the floor, a pool of blood spreading from underneath her.

Her fingers brushed Shane's forearm. The contact lit Shane up. He didn't glance at me as he recounted the story. Mary laughed in all the right places. The other wolves edged closer, drawn to the heat. I tried to contribute, but every time I opened my mouth, Mary had a sharper joke ready. Even when the conversation touched on me, it was as if I were a character in one of Mary's stories—interesting only because of how she told it. Someone brought over a fresh pitcher. Mary poured for Shane first, then herself, then me, leaving just enough in my cup to look generous.

Eyes… deep crimson, the color of wine freshly spilled across marble. I didn’t just wake up in a different body. I woke up in a different world. And not just any world. One I knew far too well. I had read about this place before—in a book called Blood and Moonlight. A gothic fantasy where ancient vampire courts ruled the night from silvered palaces, where ruthless werewolf packs prowled the wild forests, and where an uneasy truce held between fangs and claws… until it inevitably shattered. It was a story of war. A story of betrayal. A story where love was as fatal as any blade.

Adam asked with raised brow "I sold them to another hospital for money." Clara lied "Really? Which hospital?' Adam dug deeper "I sold them to a dealer who sold it to the hospital." Clara said thinking after a while "What is the name of the dealer? Gimme his name." Adam asked "Stop being so nosy. I told you I sold the blood bags to a dealer for money. I stole it. Now you can fire me." Clara said a bit irritated from Adam's questioning "Something tells me you are lying.' Adam said with suspicion

Mary said furiously. “What do you mean, Aunt Mary?” Oliver asked gently. “They did the same to me years ago!” Mary said looking at Oliver then looked at Mike who was holding his head down in shame and guilt, confirming what she was saying to be true. Then she turned towards Theodore, “And that time too, your father was the one who shot me. I had two silver bullets stuffed with wolfsbane in my system, all thanks to your late father!” Mary said angrily revealing the truth she was hiding in her chest for years.

The courtyard became a sea of red, as if the very heavens themselves were bleeding. I felt a presence beside me. Alpha Kael's gaze locked onto mine. His eyes gleaming with darkness, a hidden truth. And I knew, in that moment, I was forever bound to this pack, and their mysterious, psychotic blood-soaked ritual. A young approached Mary, holding a delicate, ornate cup. Mary took it, her eyes gleaming with an intense light. She raised the cup to the sky, letting the droplets of blood fall freely into it. The cup filled quickly, overflowing with the crimson liquid.