Novel & Cerita Does She Know That We Bleed The Same

“You saw what happened last night, are you intentionally ignoring me?” “Lrya you better speak up n….” “Girl you are nosy, I am trying to recuperate from using our blood to heal the Alpha” She whined weakly. “Help me comprehend this, we use our blood to heal and you get weak from the process?” I asked, confusion etched on my face. “I figured that out too, you remember the last time at the war, we fell ill” She hissed. “Ohh my goodness this doesn't make sense” I held my head up in confusion.

Kim was looking at her with doubts and anxiety. "You - you are bleeding! Oh my God, you are bleeding so much!" Kim exclaimed, looking over Thalia. It took a moment for Thalia to look down and realize that her cursed inscriptions were bleeding. They were dripping dark, black blood staining the front of her shirt. Kim was beside her - alive and unhurt.

She told Ethan to choose, me or her. The same place. The same two people. But this time, everything was different. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I heard the words, and before I could react, a gust of wind brushed past me. I watched her fall. Her pale face turned toward me, and she smiled faintly. In that moment, I saw the words she could not say out loud. But Ethan would never know them, never for the rest of his life.

“You are bleeding?” “I…” She stammered, her cheeks coloring, and he realized that she was bleeding as a result of the rape. “It’s not that bad.” “Hmm,” he evaluated her. “Let me know if that changes.” “I’m thinking no to that,” she said, wide eyed and shaking her head. “What can you do? And I am… Not letting you do to me what they did.” He lifted an eyebrow. “I do not rape. But I am a vampire,” he bared his teeth and used his tongue to probe his canine. “If I did not have the ability to heal when I drink, those that I drink from would bleed profusely and possibly die.”

We survive by drinking animal blood, and that’s what we’re used to, so we can control our cravings for human blood. I took my handkerchief out of my pocket to cover her wound. It was difficult because someone like us might catch a scent of her and couldn’t resist anymore. But I was surprised when I looked at her knee again and saw that the wound was gone. “How...” I clenched my fist when I saw tears suddenly streaming down her face. She’s crying. Fuck “Who are you? Who am I really? I don’t understand anything. I’m so confused!” She continued crying, and it hurt to see her like this.

But a minute went by, and no one came out. So she continued downstairs. Just before she finished crossing the long hallway separating the staircase from the apartment, she saw him coming up toward his apartment. They say the trembling you feel when you see someone you love is natural. It is one of the symptoms of life returning to your body. She had once read that sentence on social media, almost by accident. But it had stayed in her mind. And now she understood its meaning perfectly. Nothing could describe her current state better. She had not seen him for an entire week because she had deliberately avoided going downstairs or gathering with them.

“You keep saying that like you already know exactly what is wrong with me, and I have not told you anything yet.” “I know because it happened to me too,” I said. “The headaches. The feeling that something underground knows your name before you have ever said it out loud.” Marisol’s cup rattled slightly against its saucer, a small sound that seemed enormous in the quiet room. “How is that possible.” “Because we share blood,” I said gently. “Not through your uncle. Through something older than either of our families ever knew we carried.”

Her gaze drops to the blood on my side. Her blood. My blood. Mixed. Wrong. “I don’t want to be the reason you break,” she whispers. “I won’t.” “You say that like you know.” “I do.” “You don’t,” she says softly. “You don’t know what I’m capable of.” “I’ve seen enough.” “No,” she shakes her head. “You’ve seen the parts I let you see.” Silence. Because now— we’re back here again. Truth. Or something close to it.

she turned her head to the blood mark which she dirt it on the bed. "Period?" "Yeah. Every woman will have it once in a month. Don't you know it?" "Um..bleeding means you having your period?" he asks again. "Erm..of course." As she wants to get up again, Richard already carries her body to the bathroom. He opens the tap shower and undresses her as he said. "Where's the part that you bleeding? We need to stop it before you lost too much blood, aren't we?" Hai Rin was totally speechless. She scratches her head a little and shoves his hand from searching it.

EMMETT POV When I see blood slightly coating Lisa's legs, all common sense flees my body. I feel like I killed her. She explains the blood quickly to me, and my past knowledge returns. I took sex ed with the mating class. I knew a woman's first time could result in bleeding. But seeing my love injured due to me is heart-wrenching.