Day Bleeds Novels & Stories

"Adrian has a rare blood type, AB negative, and we don't have enough units in our blood bank for a surgery of this magnitude." "Take mine." Claire was already rolling up her sleeve. "Take whatever you need." "What's your blood type?" "O positive." Dr. Reeves shook her head. "That won't work, we need AB negative specifically and we've put out calls to other hospitals and we're still waiting for a response." "How long do we have?" Claire's voice cracked. "Minutes, not hours, the bleed is active and getting worse."

And when Blair saw me staring at her in disbelief, she smiled and looked down at her clothes. "Look, Drea, my clothes turned red twice this day." She chatted, because this morning when Marvy bumped into her and splashed her strawberry drink on her clothes it turned red, and she laughed. What a freak! "Ye…yeah!" That was all I said since this girl is weird. Does that not hurt? I mean, she's bleeding so freaking hard. "Oh, my goodness, Blair! What happened to you?" Miss Winsley let out and worriedly asked Blair. She went near her, and she had wide eyes in shock when she saw Blair covered in blood.

I round the corner and stop, gasping as we end up in a scene you could only imagine would happen in the movies. Dutch wasn’t even outside that long, I don’t know how they had time to do it. Baylee screams, falling to her knees into a puddle of blood as she comes face to face with her best friend, ripped to tiny tiny pieces and thrown around the forest in chunks, her head lay by Baylees knees as she sobs. Drake catches up with us gasping, I hadn’t moved an inch, unable to in shock. “How is she going to get over this?”

White and black filled my vision. "Endure it a little more." Conrad's cold voice made goosebumps settle on my skin. "Ugh! My throat hurts from screaming. And tears kept flowing at the side of my eyes. The moment I looked down, realization hit me like a truck. "Why am I...b-bleeding?!" Dark red oozed out of me like water from a broken pipe. The white bedsheet is now stained with my blood and my previously lilac nightgown cannot be recognized by it's soft color anymore.

“She’s bleeding.” My stomach dropped. “Where?” “Her side,” he muttered, peeling back the torn fabric. The scent hit us immediately—metallic and warm. Blood. “Damn it,” I whispered, moving closer. “How deep?” “Too deep,” Kael said through gritted teeth. “She must’ve taken a hit when Nyx grabbed her.” Damon’s jaw tightened. “If she bleeds out—” “She won’t.” Kael pressed down gently, his expression twisting. “I’m not letting her die. Not before I get answers.”

Mom only looked down once before collapsing to the floor, fainting on the spot from sheer terror. Dad scrambled out in panic to find a doctor, stumbling so badly he nearly fell several times. Alicia and Eric stood frozen where they were, completely dumbfounded. The wind roared past my ears. Warm wetness spread beneath me, followed by shattering pain. As my consciousness slowly faded, I gently closed my eyes.

My hands trembled as I pressed them to my stomach, tears streaming down my face. “No, no, no,” I whispered, shaking my head. My breaths came in short, shallow gasps as fear hooked me. I grabbed my phone, dialing Leo with shaking hands. It rang once, twice, then straight to voicemail. My stomach sank. He wasn’t coming. I decided to text him instead, ‘Leo I’m bleeding , I need help.’ For a moment, I just sat there, helpless and scared. I clenched my fists, forcing myself to breathe through the pain. “You can do this,” I whispered. My voice was shaky, and I didn't want to think about why I was bleeding.

"I am listening." "She has a concussion and that's why she bled through her nose. The side of her back was cut open by a sharp object, maybe wood but she's going to be fine. Although she lost...she lost a lot of blood, we'll keep looking for any sign that'll jeopardise her health." "And I pay you to keep looking," I replied, my eyes on her little form. The man nodded. I stood at the edge of the bed, my hands fisted at my sides.

Author's pov Xavier was waiting in the corridor impatiently while his doctor friend was checking on Sarah. He doesn't want to risk anything so he took her to the hospital immediately. Sudden nose bleeding didn't set well with him, he was scared. It's been two hours he has been waiting outside. He left Skyler with Ace thinking poor child will get scared if he learns about his mother's health. The doctor finally came out and Xavier quickly approached him. "What happened to her?"

Her small teeth sank into my shoulder—sharp, wolf-sharp—drawing blood. I didn't flinch. I didn't let go. "Mommy's here, honey." My tears fell hot against her colorless cheek. "No one hurts you this time. No one." Footsteps. I knew them. I knew him. Liam appeared in the doorway, his broad frame silhouetted against the harsh corridor light. His eyes found the blood blooming on my shirt, and something cracked behind his handsome face—pain, grief, the mask of a suffering father.