Bloody Mary Tale Novels & Stories

I pushed myself off the door frame and took a step toward him. "So, is this what you do to your victims?” I pressed. “You put them under your control and then kill them? Well, Darick, you can shove that stupid blood oath up your ass and go to hell! You are barbaric.” This clearly made him angry. Good. He deserved to feel half of what I was. "You don't know what you're talking about. You know nothing about me," he growled. "I know you are the leader of the Blood Brother's mafia, a gang of vampires, and I now understand why you're called Darick the Bloodthirsty," I replied, pointing to the bite mark on my neck.

The entire place was in a state of disarray. For some unknown reason, more than half of my pack was burning. I could hear the cries of children, and that of their mothers. The night air reeked of smoke and blood. Several people were running in different directions and even a handful of dead bodies scattered haphazardly on the ground. The scene was too gory to look at. “Wait, hide!” Chad screamed suddenly and on impulse, I dropped to the floor, hiding behind the bushes. My eyes widened when I saw a very huge man hovering over Mary, they were talking to each other but I couldn't hear what was said over the noise. Suddenly, he lifted his knife and without remorse, stabbed her with it, laughing

Maybe he was just irritated because of whatever was happening with the arrangements they were making, and when things calmed down, he’d explain everything to me. But how likely was that? Knowing that we were going to the rogue territory to speak to Sawyer’s wise man about my powers. I thought back to that day with Bryan and tried to remember something more, but nothing came. The wolf in the forest and what happened to Bryan were connected, but I had no control over it. I didn’t even know what it all actually was, either. “Did you hear?” I frowned as a maid’s voice drifted through my partially open door. “Mary got attacked in the forest.”

As Mary disappeared, I crouched beside Ally near the couch. “I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “I didn’t realise.” She let out a weak laugh. “Don’t worry. Neither did I. At least whoever was coming didn’t see me completely naked.” I laughed under my breath, relieved she was still joking. “Yeah, I guess.” I hesitated. “Are you sure you’re okay? I’ve never seen someone lose that much blood after—” Mary reappeared carrying towels and clean clothes. “Bath’s ready.” Then she stopped when she noticed me still there.

They lick their lips, as they salivate. - We have time to catch the other whore. Let's enjoy this one first. The eyes of the 4 shine between the yellow and their brown. Their exposed cock, by the shift, swollen, and become erect. And when they grab poor Mary, she doesn't defend herself, she just closes her eyes, cries for Herry and wishes that her sacrifice saves Kat. End of flashback

Alice whispered, her voice trembling. Elara hesitated, her fingers brushing the pendant at her throat, her eyes distant with a sadness that made Alice’s chest ache. “Because I’ve been where you are,” she said, her voice low, almost a whisper. “Torn between worlds, between hearts.” She stepped closer, her hand hovering near Alice’s, not touching but close enough to feel the warmth. “I was born under a blood moon, Alice. My mother was a healer, my father a rogue wolf. They thought they could live between worlds, but the packs came for them. Crimson Moon burned our village when I was twelve, left me with nothing but this.” She held up her palm, revealing a faint scar, jagged like a claw mark. “

“Miss Johnson, it’s been said online that Wendy is the fated mate of Mr. Johnson. What’s your take on that?” Enna quickly cleared the air. “That’s nothing but a rumor. Do you know who Nick is? How could a man like him have a heartless, violent mate? Brown Pack is an ancient and honorable tribe—we’d never be associated with a murderer.” “I see,” the reporters nodded in understanding. Then all attention turned to the star of the hour—Mary. “Mary, can you tell us exactly what happened at Moon Lake? Our viewers are deeply concerned.” Mary nodded weakly, eyes red. “Thank you all for your concern.”

“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.

He shrugged before looking at Arlan, then Walter asked, “Can you start today?” Mary was sited beside Jerry, and he was giving her little tips on how to up her skills and win the game. She looked up and saw Walter walking towards them with Arlan. “What the fuck?” Mary said, squeezing her bottle of glass so much. It broke into tiny pieces, and her hand started bleeding. Jerry quickly tore a piece of his shirt and used it to wrap around Mary’s hand. “What is wrong?” “Nothing serious. Just do me a small favor,” she whispered.