Bloody Sweet Novels & Stories

Thank you all for always supporting “Sweet Treachery”. I couldn’t have asked for better fans. I love you all!!! I rush to the window to catch a glimpse Of how life used to be wonderful How there were no worries and I was at ease I had my family’s love in full But all I see is the tears of the moon In the form of dew And the life which I once knew Is now a poor shadow of itself PenaciousShewa

I was going crazy with my desire for her though I was enraged with what she did. "H-honey please. don't be mad. I'm sorry..." she uttered while trying hard not to cry. I didn't answer. My eyes went down her cleavage. I couldn't think straight now. Her tits which were rising and falling because of her ragged breathing felt so soft against my chest. "S-sorry. I'm really sorry honey," her voice was like a whisper which made me close my eyes for a moment. The way she called me honey was music to my ears. I opened my eyes and looked at her pretty features. Her dark brown eyes were misty but smoky.

Steve perceived it from where he was sitting and sniffed in the aroma, making a sound with his pointed nose. "Here you go", Barbara gave him the mug. " Thank you", he said and collected it from her. The young alpha salivated at the thought of gulping in the coffee mix. He put it in his mouth and swallowed greedily before noticing that it was actually very hot. Aaah, he screamed. "What is it?" Barbara ran out of the kitchen. "Ouch, my mouth", he screamed again. Barbara got him cold water and directed him to drink while he was still wriggling in pain. " You know it's hot, please be careful and take it gently", she advised. "Do you want me to add cold water", she looked at Steve Gillian straigh

The scent of his cologne drifts in through my nostrils, a scent I’m quickly becoming addicted to. “Here, drink it,” he ordered huskily. I accepted the glass but was unable to drink. I saw him sweeping the last drop of wine passionately. For a second, I stood frozen, hypocritical. If his eyes had not returned to me, I would not blink. I slowly sipped on the glass of wine and rack my brain, thinking of a topic for conversation. “Uh, your wine is good,” I murmured. He lowered down his head and gaze at me intently. “It’s a blackberry wine. Actually, this is one of my favorites.”

Blaine wouldn't be able to taste her waffles and croissants. Mila who had heard everything became restless as she was hungry. How will she be able to endure this hunger especially when she had inhaled the aroma of Triss' food?. "Fine! If he doesn't want to give me any food so be it. I don't need his food anyway." "Ahhh Scarlet where are you?" She wondered where her assistant was in the time she needed her the most. She knows she couldn't have gone home due to the rain so where was she?

It was soft and very comfy; it also smelt clean and salty. This was what I badly needed: the fresh air, a comfortable bed, and its soft materials; pillows that were as fleecy as feathers; white and fluffy—all were what my heart desired for a vacation. Oh. Just perfect!

Sorry but I need to live. ...... Blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood So much blood. ......

Alex (1029) I was taking too much of her blood but it tasted exactly like the way she smelled, cantaloupe and a mixture of honey, I wonder how she got to tasting so sweet? I drew back and licked at the cut so it would heal faster than just leaving it open and she wouldn't bleed to death.

Sophie sipped a small amount and looked into Sage's eyes. He nodded his head as if telling her to continue and drain the remaining liquid. Sophie rolled her eyes, yet halted when the sweetness of blood hit her nerves. It was amazingly delicious, with a taste of honey and weirdly spicy. She was expecting him to at least give her some water, but this was unpredictable, this blood was the best of the best. It felt like the nectar of honey from the Garden of Eden! "Finish it," Sage growled as he looked at her intently.

Kalb mutters to herself. Khaisha raises her fingers to her nose to block something out. “The smell is getting intense.” “Now she doesn’t smell normal to me,” Kalb sniffs the air. “What smell?” Kalb speaks up when no one else says anything. “Iron. Zinc. Metallic. Whatever blood smells like, only sweeter.” “Almost as sweet as wine.” “You sound like a bloodsucker. What the fuck does that mean?” “She indeed smells like flavored blood,” a voice that sounds like Roxy’s says.