Bloody Tainted Lies Novels & Stories

AVA Blood had a way of making every lie look cheap. It stripped away silk and diamonds and perfect lipstick. It did not care about money or beauty or the kind of woman who knew how to enter a room like she owned the air. By the time they brought Vivienne into the safehouse, she was no longer Colton’s false wife. She was just a woman bleeding through a ruined camel coat. The first thing I saw was her hand pressed to her shoulder, fingers slick and red. The second thing I saw was Colton behind her in the wheelchair, his face carved from rage and pain, one hand locked around his cane like he wanted to use it as a weapon.

It was like I'd been cursed too—I was ready to protect the sisters at all costs. I lunged forward with the bottle. "Stop!" A commanding voice rang out! Colin froze, his eyes shifting from confusion to fear. Then, he stammered, "Y-you're not dead?" I turned around, just as shocked. Rachel, completely unharmed, was standing in the doorway! Behind her were Tracy and several police officers. "Colin Booth, we suspect you're involved in a case of bribery, embezzlement, and conspiracy to commit murder. Please come with us."

*** I came back home as I pour some water for myself, I got a vibe that she is lying to me and this is not the first time someone is playing a double game with me. Maxon did the same thing and in the end, he put himself into trouble, thanks to Andrew because of him I was able to get Maxon. He was also blackmailing me saying he had some tapes which are contained with the truth of Elina's real life, I destroyed them long ago and I think it's time for Maxon too. The more he lives the more chance will Eleanor get to go after Elina, I am pretty sure she is aware of what is happening here and she is planning accordingly.

"Okay, I had to take my breath there. So, the peoples' cries alerted Generosasis, with nothing left in her heart but hatred and the cloud above her eyes sprouted by betrayal— she couldn't decipher anything but follow her instincts. She roared in anger, and a ball of fire rolled out of her enormous mouth, hitting the houses across the library. That night, some generations perished, and hundreds of people died, Dordin being one of them. Generosasis murdered the man she claimed to love, she murdered her sister and a dozen families. Now, Deborah, that is the tale of Dordin, what do you think about it?" I cleared my throat, "I think it's the most fascinating story, I also think Dordin's story sho

“Disappointed?” “Relieved.” Marrow’s voice softened, but only slightly. “Though you should know — there’s something you need to hear.” Blythe opened her eyes fully now, forcing herself upright despite the shriek of protest from her muscles. “What happened?” Marrow exhaled slowly. “There was tampering.” The words hung like frost in the air. Blythe’s fingers clenched. “Explain.” “The altar,” Marrow murmured. “The bloodstone. Someone infused it with a venom tincture, designed to amplify the pain of the ritual. A toxin meant to push you past your breaking point.”

"Are you trying to kill her?" "The rogue poison is deep inside her veins now, Ms. Hale," I say, keeping my voice very soft and calm. "It was just skin-deep before, but these bad healers waited too long and let it mix with her wolf blood. Draining it is the only way to save her life." "That is a giant lie!" Liam yells, shaking his fists. "If there was rogue poison in her veins, my alpha nose would have caught the scent instantly!" "Wait, look at the stone table!" an old healer screams from the back. "The blood is not red at all! It is turning as black as a shadow wolf!"

And right in the dead center of the white virginity cloth laid over the crimson silk mattress, between So-wol's thighs, she poured out the beast's fake blood in a single splash without hesitation. Like fresh blood spreading on a field of pure white snow, the red blood dyed the white cloth deeply, turning it vividly crimson as a perfect token of purity. Turning her head toward the door, Do-yeon shouted in an unwavering, firm voice. "Yes, Mother! The red blood that burst forth from beneath the new child has thoroughly drenched the bedding." It was a bold shout announcing a lie. "Since I have seen the precious red stain of chastity for the family, I shall quickly change it to fresh bedding!"

There’s no hint of emotion in my voice. I don’t want there to be. Not with her. “That story has been killed,” Ruby answers. “Although, I thought the title Black Ties and White Lies was pretty fucking epic for the name.” I grunt. I wouldn’t hate the title if the article on the center of the website tomorrow wasn’t originally planned to out everything that’s transpired between Margo and me. All the lies included. I’d be fine with the world knowing the lies I’d told to get her, but I don’t want Margo’s name anywhere near it. Especially with how big tonight is for her. I don’t want anything clouding it tomorrow.

I know the dreadful thing he’s about to confess to. And it hurts. Oh. It fucking hurts. He’s stabbed my chest with his fingers and ripped my heart out. The blood is trickling down his hands, to his elbow, and he’s fucking licked it clean. One word. Only one word manages to express the pain. “No.” I gulp on the bump in my throat, it does fucking go down. “You’re lying.” Tears scorch the sides of my eyelids. “You’re lying. You’re a fucking liar, that’s what you are.

She nodded, “Are they- are they still alive?” I smiled slightly. “Yes, though I have to work fast. They’re in trouble. I heard so at the market.” “Then what do you need from me?” She asked, trying to be brave. I appreciated the effort. “We’re not sick. We’re powerful. The Initiative wants to transfer our gifts to themselves to make themselves more powerful. They messed with mine and now I can see things and do things I couldn’t before. They keep people in cages. They’re hiding so much from the public. I was restrained to a chair and injected with god knows what. They took blood too. They might have succeeded. I’m not sure, I broke out. But now everyone is in danger. Maybe if the people knew