Gillian Bleach Novels & Stories

He let out a weak smile knowing he now had a lead and he stood up and left his office. The murder of Aaron George was still a fresh topic on everyone's lips when the mysterious killer struck again,this time it was a top elite businessman and the owner of a pharmaceutical company called Ramson pharmaceuticals. Mr Ramson was found dead in a park with similar stab wounds with that of the former victim. Awhite, partially bloody rose was placed on his chest, his dull eyes widely open, he was dressed in a cooperate wear with a white long-sleeved shirt. Visitors who came to the park found him the next morning and alerted the police.

To her quote ‘My children's godmother shouldn't be stressed too much. And honestly, that makes me giggle. It's so cute to be acknowledged with that name by who? The Luna of the Southern. It's like an honor for me. The doors to the bathroom opens in one click, and Gillian steps out. He's already dressed in a dark grey shirt that clings to his broad shoulders, his dark hair still wet and messy from his shower. The exact moment his eyes find me, the hard, stern expression he usually wears for the pack completely melts away.

For a moment, I was back there in a life I didn’t want to remember, surrounded by faces I’d long tried to forget. I tore my gaze away, heart pounding a little faster. I couldn’t let it show. Not even a hint of that past could resurface. Not here. Not now. I squared my shoulders and nodded at my reflection. “Time to bleach you out of existence.” The smell of bleach filled the tiny bathroom, making my nose wrinkle in disgust. I felt like I was withering away. It was pungent, seeping into every corner, mixing with the dampness of old tiles and mildew. I worked quickly, fingers gloved and precise, painting over every traitorous strand until I was satisfied. I watched as the brown vanished, repla

She looked defeated, like someone who had lost all hope. “We need to clean up the blood,” Tony told me, not even sparing Britney a glance. “I’ll be right back,” I replied, rushing upstairs to grab my clothes. Once I was dressed, I returned with a gallon of bleach, towels, a mop, and a bucket among other cleaning supplies.

“Tiff, watch out!” Gillian had been following beside Tiffany. When she saw someone was splashing something at Tiffany, she thought it was another fecal incident, so she quickly jumped on her to push her away. In this way, Gillian herself took the place where Tiffany stood before, and the bottle of chemical liquid was splashed all over her face. “Argh…” The sharp pain of sulfuric acid corroding her skin was more intense than fire. Gillian let out a harsh scream, and she then touched her face in a panic.

Gillian says breaking me from my thoughts. “What?” I replied a little confused as to what she was talking about. “Your nose,” She points to my face, “You have the same nose, and your eyes hold the same shape.” Absently, I touch my nose, my finger tracing the outside of my eye. I hadn’t noticed when I had seen Kolby Crimson, so it surprised me that this werecat female would notice any similarities we shared. “No baby, we are at war but you four are perfectly safe,” Gillian replies to her daughter, giving her a smile for show.

She was the most beautiful lady I had ever seen in my existence. In panic, she quickly opened the vial she had brought,warm tingling liquid filled my throat. She stood up almost immediately and made a dash for the metal door. She had accidentally dropped her locket. After my release from the dungeon I tried to look for the mysterious lady. I couldn't ask anyone, that was only going to put her in danger. Dad could never know someone saved me. The vial she gave me had worn off the effect of silver in my system. I concluded I was hallucinating until met Gwen. She was a spitting image of the lady. I could even say the lady was a grown-up version of Gwen. I've never been so confused as I was at t

Lucy whispered, her voice barely audible. "I... I was trying to move it," Zoe stammered, her words coming out in a rush. "I thought it was hanging too close to the heater, I was holding my wine, and I reached for the dress, but I tripped over my own heels. I grabbed the cleaning supplies on the shelf to steady myself, and the bleach cap wasn't on right... it just happened so fast, Lucy. I tried to wipe it off, but it made it worse." Lucy looked at the shelf Zoe was pointing to. The bleach had been tucked away in the back of the closet behind a stack of towels. It wasn't something someone would accidentally grab to steady themselves.

As expected, Gillian's house was a blast. His house was a futuristic style house. It wasn't large or close to the size of a mansion, but it was considerably big and painted gold. Literally, the house was polished with metallic gold paint. Along with the printed glasses, it gave the house a luxurious exterior appearance. When I got inside, I wasn't disappointed. I already had my guess that Gillian was clean, but the house helped me confirm it. The interior was neatly arranged and the rose gold glitter wall paint was spotless. Gillian probably had a thing for the word "gold" because his furniture was metallic white gold.