Book Bleed Novels & Stories

Looks like I need to go on shopping. I lazily went towards the bathroom and when smell of toothpaste hit my nostrils nausea hit me. I quickly rushed towards the commode. What's happening?. It's been week that I am feeling like this. Is it because I have stopped taking medicines, I didn't needed them whole year. Whenever I was anxious Xavier's one hug were enough to calm me down. As long as he is with me, I don't need those medicines. And I haven't tell him about it, I don't think it's necessary as I have already stopped taking that. I showered and went to closet to get ready for the office. Suddenly my eyes fell on the empty packet of sanitary pads and my eyes widened in realization.

He remembered her words and without any thought, he darted out of the roots of the tree. Alex watched in calm as Weaver opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted when the motion of a red blur shot out from underneath the slightly uprooted roots of a tree. Weaver was about to give chase but was stopped by Alex, who gently bit down on his tail. "Do not give chase." Alex said firmly and Weaver pulled his ears to his head but nodded while looking into the direction the red blur had run in.

I whispered right next to his dripping ear, “I don't feel right. I think something bad is going to happen. I want you to go into the house, get mom or dad, and tell them we need them to come outside. Do not come back out here without somebody.” Pat looked at me nervously before nodding and climbing out, sprinting back inside. I swam to the edge of the pool clinging to the side, watching the treeline. I listened carefully. Even though I was only 5 and didn't have my wolf yet, being of Alpha blood gave me exceptional senses.

Unlike the others, these bore no carvings or insignias, only a faint trace of dust along the handles. Curious, she pulled them open. Beyond was a room that stole her breath. A vast, domed chamber lined with shelves that reached to the ceiling. Books of every color, size, and age filled the space, many bound in thick leather, others in strange metals and embroidered fabrics. The scent of old parchment and ink filled the air, layered with the faint sweetness of aged wood and dried herbs. A library. And not just any library—a hidden trove of ancient knowledge. Seraphine stepped inside slowly, reverently, as though she might wake something just by breathing too loud. The ceiling above shimmered

And then her eyes trailed as at those papers which she was holding and felt like her soul got torn apart from her body turn completely lifeless . Her gaze filled with more tears with her eyes proceeding to read each further word on those papers . Ridhima.felt like her while body turned numb and every single part of her body stopped functioning reading each and every word on those papers . Her hands started to quiver because she started feeling an extremely painful numbness in her whole body specially inside her chest . Her teary eyes roamed over each and every word on those papers with the only hope that she might read it wrongly but the more she read it more it got evident to her that wh

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

AUTHOR’S POV: - Sakshi approached them and crouched near the boy. The boy was not able to breathe properly. His pulse rate was going down and breathe rate was also falling. She called out for the ward boys and ordered them to carry the boy directly to the operation theatre. And she started to operate on him. She knew that she has wrath of certain someone to face but right now the only thing that clouded her mind was just the life of the boy who was lying in front of her.

“You’re so scheming. Who knows if you’ll pretend to cooperate now, then secretly take labor-inducing pills and deliver early? No, that child can’t stay. Even if Martin found out, he’d back me.” She cut me off, called two bodyguards over, and had me escorted straight into the blood-drawing room. When the cold needle pierced my vein, I closed my eyes and trembled. The doctor drew 400cc of my blood. As he prepared to remove the needle, Clara frowned and demanded, “This isn’t enough. Draw more!” The doctor protested, uneasy. “But drawing more would be dangerous.” Clara waved him off. “It’s okay. She’s healthy, so take more. I only worry that Tricia won’t have enough.”

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

As Maya gathered her charcoal sticks, a heavy, obsidian-black crow suddenly flapped down onto the stone ledge outside the tall lecture hall window, tapping its sharp beak twice against the glass. Elena’s posture went instantly rigid. She materialized beside Maya’s desk without making a single sound, her hand dropping onto Maya's shoulder. "Do not look at the glass, Maya," she whispered, her velvety voice laced with a freezing, razor-sharp tension. Nadia looked up, her breath catching as she noticed the bird. Tucked tightly into the leather strap around the crow’s leg was a small, rolled cylinder of heavy, cream-colored vellum—the unmistakable seal of the Blackwood Sanctuary.