روايات وقصص ضمن Creepypasta Bloody Painter

Bloody ! Those dark blue eyes pierces me like he can actually see my soul, like he could see the demons lurking in my mind “W–who a–re you?” I stutter unable to form a single word right under his burning gaze. His dark, soulless eyes rake my body in a ravenous manner. “I am your Alpha.” he growls, stretching his hand forward. He spins me around and slams my body against the wall. A grunt leaves my lips at the force that presses my front to the wall. “You are mine.” he whispered, his calm voice sending shivers down my spine. *** Grace's life takes a tragic turn when her father dies mysteriously, and all his wealth is taken in a claim of paying an unknown debt. It gets even worse when her mother becomes a drunkard, and she has to be the breadwinner of the family to ensure her brother is well taken care of. Dreams shattered, and abandoned when she found out about her cheating boyfriend. She feels it's all when life throws her another curveball as someone sets her up to be raped. What happens when her turns out to be none other than Nelson Divine. The richest man in the country. Not only that, he is her mate. Love, hate, betrayal, and nigh more is Grace faced with. Will her life change after encountering the demigod of an Alpha? Or is she bound to suffer forever?

Asha and Penelope, two opposing worlds. Born to rule, Penelope is the heir of the Silvermoon pack, as the only child of her father, the Alpha, she has prepared her entire life for the day she would take over and rule the most wealthy and dominating pack in all of the west. But fate had other plans and on the day before her coronation she falls in love with a the sworn enemy to her father, Alpha Asha and the ruler of the Nightshade pack. As a daughter of the Alpha she knew her father would never permit their love and she was devastated when he forbade her from ever seeing her mate again, telling her if she ever wants to rule she must find another Alpha mate or forfeit the throne for good. Things can only get worst when her father arranges a betrothal for her with the pompous Alpha of the north in an attempt to stop the minor feud between both lands on the ties of her forced betrothal. What happens if Penelope decides to go against her father and choose to get married to Alpha Asha? Will her love for Asha ruin her life and the future of her pack? And would both their packs accept their mating as a blessing or a cause for war? What if the Alpha Asha betrays her love and uses her to destroy her pack as a settlement to their bloody adversaries. Would her pompous betrothal mate allow her escape his clutches? And will she be able to resist the charm of the ruthless Alpha Asha who now obsessively controls her every move and become his Luna?

After seven years together, Ruby Longley ghosted me the day before we were supposed to get our marriage license. I freaked. While tearing through the city looking for her, I got into a nightmare crash. That night, she finally texted: [Steven cut his wrist. He's really fragile right now. He can't deal with any drama. He needs me at the hospital.] [Let's push the wedding back three years. Don't contact me until then. Let him heal.] [Handle our parents. And don't upset Steven. Just tell them you're the one who got cold feet.] The ER nurse's eyes were red as she pressed my bloody finger to my phone and typed back for me. [The PATIENT is in critical condition. Please come to the HOSPITAL immediately.] A second later, my phone lit up again. Steven Buffrey. Ruby's childhood friend. The social feed showed a photo of two hands locked together, fingers making a heart. In the middle sat a bandage over one tiny scratch. Caption: [She said my life matters more than anything. Bro, quit faking sick and sulking.] Ruby's friends smashed the like button. They called it true love. Not one person said my name. Like tomorrow's marriage license appointment had nothing to do with me. I laughed, bitter and weightless, floating above the ER as my heart monitor flatlined.

On the day of the SAT, my boyfriend, waiting for his childhood friend who was running late, made the whole class delay heading to the exam venue. However, there was less than an hour left before the exam started, and continuing to delay would surely mean missing it. In my previous life, as the class representative, I kindly advised everyone to go to the exam venue first. The result? A torrent of accusations directed at me. "You're just jealous that Nina and Brock are close, so you're leaving her behind to make her miss the exam on purpose, right?" I pleaded in the pouring rain for ten minutes before they reluctantly agreed to leave. They arrived at the exam venue with just a minute to spare. After the exam, I was pushed off a building by Nina Holiday, my body turning into a bloody mess. Under my boyfriend's lead, the entire class gave false testimony to the police. "Cassie Woods took her own life because she feels guilty for making Nina miss the exam!" Nina used this opportunity to play the victim, gaining sympathy and becoming a famous online influencer. My dad wanted to get justice for me but was cyberbullied by clueless netizens. Driving in a mentally-unstable state, his car veered off a cliff, his body never recovered. Only after death did I realize that it was all a big conspiracy by Nina. When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had been reborn to the day the whole class waited for Nina to go to the exam venue. This time, I decided not to stop my ungrateful classmates from suffering the consequences of their own choices!

Five years ago, Ava Sinclair gave her heart and her innocence to Ryder Kane, her brother’s best friend. The next morning, he shattered her world and walked away. Now she’s back, hunted by the powerful men she dared to expose. When her car crashes on a lonely highway, the last person she expects to save her is the man who once destroyed her.Ryder “Havoc” Kane built his billion-dollar empire on control and cold. But when Ava reappears all bloody, terrified, and still breathtaking, his iron walls start to crack. Protecting her means inviting chaos into his carefully built world. Loving her could burn it all down. Now, Havoc offers her protection in his private estate. The same man she swore to hate is the only one who can keep her alive. But there’s one problem:The man she exposed, Leon Vargas, is not only Havoc’s oldest rival but he’s the reason Havoc left his empire of steel and bikes behind and Vargas will burn the world to destroy them both. As danger closes in, old scars reopen, and Ava realizes that the man she thought was her enemy might be the only one who ever truly loved her.In a world where money and blood buy silence, love is the most dangerous secret of all. And Havoc’s empire might fall when he risks everything for his greatest weakness — his Red.The safest place for Ava… is in Havoc's bed

Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack. Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy. Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience. Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl. What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground? Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes? Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.

" He took everything from me,yet I still crave his touch." She was the last surviving Kane, the enemy he swore to destroy. He was the ruthless Alpha who stole her in the dead of night. Elara Kane thought the massacre that took her family was just another pack war. Until Damien Voss, the dark Alpha of the Voss pack, kidnapped her and made her his captive. Now, trapped in his shadowed mansion, Elara feels the dangerous pull of the mate bond she never asked for. His touch sets her body on fire, even as his secrets threaten to tear her apart. "You belong to me now, little wolf," Damien growls, his amber eyes burning with raw possession. "Fight me all you want. But your body already knows the truth, you're mine to claim, mine to protect, and mine to ruin." But when a rival Kane Alpha reveals the bloody truth about the night her parents died, Elara’s world shatters. Damien survived the massacre by making a deal soaked in blood. Was her capture truly fate or the cruelest part of his revenge? As ancient forces awaken and war erupts between packs, Elara must choose: Run to the blood family that wants her back, or surrender to the forbidden obsession of the Alpha who stole her heart and maybe her soul. In a world ruled by claws and fangs, one wrong choice could mean death. But resisting the Alpha’s dark desire might be the deadliest sin of all.

I stared at the Vercetti marriage contract my father pushed across the table. Without hesitation, I wrote my half-sister’s name, Demi, and slid it back. My father froze. Then his eyes lit up with ridiculous excitement, like he’d just won the lottery. "How can you give such a perfect chance to your sister?" Last life, my marriage was a joke for everyone around me. I was the red-haired, untamed little witch who dared to climb into the orbit of Cassian Vercetti, heir and leader of the old-blood Vercetti crime family. I was never perfect nor obedient. He loved goddess gowns. I wore mini skirts and danced on tables. He demanded missionary, traditional, orderly intimacy. I wanted to climb on top, ride him, lose myself completely. At a gala, society wives laughing at my hair, my dress, my “wildness.” I thought he would at least pretend to defend me. He didn’t. “Forgive her. She’s not…properly trained.” Trained. Like a dog. I spent my entire last life suffocating under his rules, bending myself bloody to fit the shape he wanted, until the night our house caught fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I learned of the arranged marriage. I looked at the contract in front of me. This time? I think the nightclub boys suits me better. But the moment Cassian realized the bride wasn’t me, he shattered every rule he’d ever lived by.

A ruthless alpha. A gifted omega. A burning passion. For taking her mother’s life during childbirth, Sihana is condemned to be hated all her life. Desperate to be loved, she works hard to please her pack and prove her worth but her pack only uses her as a servant. After years of working as a pseudo-slave to people who hate her, Sia decides to leave her pack. The bitter experience of being mated to her bully who promptly rejects her puts her off mating but the goddess gives her a second chance mate in the person of Alpha Cahir Armani. The Alpha of the strongest pack in the world, Cahir Armani has a reputation for being bloodthirsty, cold and cruel. Cahir is ruthless, a man who kills without remorse, laughs without humour and takes without asking. What no one knows is that underneath his bloody armour is a scarred man. Cahir has no place for a mate in his life but the goddess throws Sihana his way. Although he sees no use for a mate, he can’t resist the pull of the mate bond any more than he can resist Sia’s seductive curves. Sihana needs love. Cahir does not know how to love. Kissed by the goddess and gifted healing abilities, she becomes a treasure her ex-mate and his pack refuse to let go of but who can stop a man like Cahir from claiming his mate? Can Cahir learn to love and can Sia heal his wounds? Will a relationship between two broken people work or are they better off without each other?

On the day Fiona Starr and Mark Zimmer tied the knot, his childhood friend jumped off the Starr family's thirty-story apartment and was reduced to pieces. The wedding wasn't called off, but in the ensuing three years, Mark's poker face became even more creepy, even though he would do everything Fiona asked. Then, when Fiona was three months pregnant, she was told that her father had gone missing. But instead of taking her to file a police report, Mark took her up the peak of the mountain, where Fiona saw her father. His whole body was swollen and bleeding everywhere, and he was barely alive as he lay on the ground. There were puddles of his blood everywhere, after someone tied him to a car trunk and dragged him up along the mountain road. That was when Mark gave Fiona the same treatment, even though she was pregnant with his child. As his car dragged her up and down the mountain, her legs were reduced to bloody stumps, but she didn't die there. So she locked her up in a basement in the company of rats that nibbled and devoured her legs. She despaired, her mind breaking until she eventually stopped breathing too… But she opened her eyes again and found herself returning to the day before she married Mark, whom everyone called the Starr family's live-in son-in-law. Smiling through her tears, she told herself that she wouldn't choose him again in this life.