Bloody Tainted Lies Novels & Stories

"Do you know what happens when a lie like you is exposed?" He tilted his head slightly. "It doesn't end with headlines… it ends with bodies—with bloodbath. The great and untouchable Lycans bloodline were deceived into an alliance with a fake. The Quinn heiress Isabelle isn't really Isabelle… She is a ghost wearing the real Isabelle's face." I retreated until my back hit the door, the cold wood a reminder that I was trapped. "You're just as guilty as I am!" I hissed, my fear turning into a anger.

I never liked that I was a vampire but it was moments like this that made me absolutely loathe what I was. Lying to her though was not an option, I wanted to be honest with her. Honesty was a moral I held at high esteem and I could not go back on my values now just because I hated what I was. She was still staring at me, waiting for a reply and it was now or never. "I'm a vampire Clara Shawn, I'm a blood sucking, night loving vampire." And then there was silence. I could not read her thoughts or her aura towards me just like before. This was new to me.

My eyes widen at the sight of it. The rose is wilted, its petals on the verge of falling off. Beneath it is a glass reflecting my horrified reflection. I take the rose from the box to see what's beneath. There it is, a message in the middle of the glass, stroked in crimson. Happy 25th, Red. Love D. "Nonononono," I whisper in sheer panic, stuffing the rose back into the box and covering it quickly as I hear the doorknob rattling.

“I hate liars.” “You didn't steal for noble reasons. You stole from me to gamble, drink, and fuck women. And while you were drunk, you and your friend raped a thirteen-year-old girl and fled.” I widened my mouth in shock. How could they? They deserve to die! The men's faces turned pale, and their mouths opened in shock. “Unfortunately she died,” he said coldly. He turned to me and smirked. “Watch closely, Alzna. This is what happens to those who cross me.”

TITLE Tainted Memories AUTHOR Honesty577 . This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination. . COPYRIGHT All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the author except for use of quotations in a book review. If you want this book to be placed on your platform please see contact information on the author page. . DEDICATION This book is dedicated to my many loyal readers, my creator and my ancestors.

Arrow bowed before rushing off, leaving me alone, and I looked towards the scene in front of me, I forced myself to watch the crimson droplets that had yet to dry slowly dance down the white and creme swirl wallpaper, let the coppery twinge guide my first, second, third, and fourth step into the bloodied art haven, and felt this situation lit a spark inside me… All of this… All of this was because of the lies, if I wasn’t lied too… Something hot burned through me as I studied the once golden skin of a girl who was only a few years younger than myself, her long long life now vanished before my very eyes, and then sliding my eyes to the rest of her body, deep holes laid were one could only ima

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I asked softly. “We need it to be believable. Their grief will cement the lie. I will tell them as soon as it is safe." Cillian's tone was not cruel, but it was direct. He was in Alpha mode. Shadowlands came first above all as he continued his scheme. “We need…and I’m sorry to say this but we need blood for the room Matilda was kept in. It’s got to look like I killed her and then Tange. That’s what they will be expecting me to have done. To be out of control, a loose cannon they can twist into abdicating or forming some twisted alliance.”

Hardin's eyes hardened, as Sia's breath hitched. “ There are many things you don't know about them. The things they do behind your back. ” Hardin leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose and Sia found herself unable to think about anything. “ What - What things? ” A whisper left her mouth in trance. “ Like how John bribed a company to get a tender. About how Lara caused an accident killing a person and they all covered it up by giving money to the deceased family. ” Hardin chuckled out, as Sia felt her heart drowning with each word he was uttering.

When she saw her for the first time in here, she accidentally called out her name, her unconscious habit took over. “Before that,” She continued. “I want to draw the blood that tainted yours.” She received a nod from her. “Lucas, could you help me…” The thought of tainted blood crossed her mind after her mother brought the subject up to their short and unfriendly talk. Lucas made the vein in her hand opened. Then using her own blood to identify the tainted blood, Irina drew the blood out from Deandra’s open vein. It was her mother’s blood that tainted Deandra’s.