Day Bleeds Novels & Stories

Using starblooms, a small mushroom like plant that grows in the forests near Packs, he discovered that he could use it to make a convincing fake blood. He just had to dye the yellow plant red and mix it with some liquid, and it already looks like a blood. The interesting thing about starblooms is, once it is contaminated or tamper with, it slowly evaporates and disappears. So even though the starbloom liquid is not connected to Celia’s veins, it evaporates by itself making it appear like Celia’s body had absorbed it. Celia sighed when the Pack Doctor did not answer her and just continued with his job.

On the asphalt, Nadia finally snapped out of her trance, her face draining of color as she stared at the crumpled metal and flashing taillight. "Thalia!" Nadia cried, panic clear in her voice. She scrambled down the steep, gravelly embankment, her boots slipping on the loose dirt. Reaching the bottom, she dropped to her knees in the wet weeds, frantically grabbing the handlebars. Using all her strength, she helped Thalia lift the heavy bike until Thalia could free her pinned leg. Thalia lay flat, gazing at the dark canopy of night, her chest heaving as her system mended the bruises.

Kaden sits up, pulling me with him and threading his hands in my hair. I straddle his lap, more than ready to show him how much I love him too. We just stare into each other’s eyes, sharing soft touches and tender kisses. The bed shifts behind me, Declan moving to join us, but then he stills. “Liv, baby, I think-, I think you’re bleeding.” He sounds panicked. “What?” Kaden sounds just as frantic, both of us looking where Declan is staring at the bed. It feels surreal as I look at the blood staining the bed. Kaden lifts me up gently, both of us staring in disbelief at the splotch of red on his leg. I run my hand through the blood streaking down my thighs, and smear it between my fingers.

“Stay still.” He steps back instinctively. “It’s nothing.” “Blake.” My voice drops, controlled but trembling underneath. I step closer. Carefully, slowly, I grip the hem of his shirt. He doesn’t stop me this time. I lift it. And the air leaves my lungs. A thick bandage wraps tightly around his lower abdomen. The gauze is soaked, deep crimson bleeding through layers that were never properly secured. A thin line of fresh blood trails downward. It’s still bleeding.

Corey Bleeds Corey’s blood spread across the floorboards. Everything else disappeared. The rain. The screams. Damien’s roar. The creature crawling backward toward the broken window. All of it blurred until there was only Corey on the ground with one hand pressed to his side and red seeping between his fingers. Human red. Too bright under the bar lights. “Corey!” I dropped beside him so fast my knees hit broken glass. Pain sliced through my jeans, sharp and immediate.

It took Leana almost all day to recover from her blood loss. Kella was working overtime to heal her, but the body can only recover so fast from loss of blood. When she finally opened her eyes, Drake had nearly sobbed in relief. I think maybe he actually did, because I smelled the scent of blood and there was a bit smudged on his face. Do vampires cry blood tears? I have no idea.

He looked at Maggie. “Do you know them?” She was always half running toward them, her brow etched with worry and surprise. “Noah? Caleb?” Caleb was hunched over. The smell of blood was coming from him and she could see why. His neck was bleeding from a deep slash that was healing so slowly that it was a surprise he wasn’t dead yet from too much blood loss. He was also bleeding from his midsection which was why he was hunched over. Noah who supported his weight as best as he could was covered in his blood.

Gale bit her lip and answered, "Okay, I got it." Nicole, next to her, suddenly yelled and then covered her mouth. "What's wrong?" Nicole said, "Bleeding teeth." Gale was startled and quickly pulled out a tissue to help her stop the bleeding. The doctor said that leukemia patients would have the symptom of tooth bleeding. Gale's heart was heavy, looking at the bloody tissues. In the afternoon, Gale came to the doctor's consulting room.

Wesley's POV I had just arrived at the hospital gates when, suddenly, a dark figure plummeted to the ground right in front of me. My mind went blank, and a shrill ringing filled my ears. Miles Glover, my son, was lying there, his body covered in blood. "Miles! Wake up, Miles! Don't scare me!" I cradled his broken body as a wave of endless terror and despair crashed over me. As if hearing my voice, Miles used every ounce of his remaining strength to open his eyes.