Heart Dripping Blood Novels & Stories

I don't think I'd ever get the opportunity to have him this close to me if he ever found out what I was up to. "You look pretty, Skylar," For the first time in weeks, he said my name, and it hit a spot it shouldn't have. I felt my heartbeat pick up an unusually fast pace as we stared into each other's eyes. Why was my heart beating this way? These were dangerous heartbeats. I shouldn't be loving Alfredo Miller again, but here I was, totally smitten by him. I forced myself to believe that I didn't love him because I was mad at him, but the truth was I never stopped loving him. All those years, it was there somewhere hidden in my heart, waiting for the right time to sprout again.

It was cold. My body was in tremendous agony. I was soaked in a pool of blood. I tried to move, but piercing pain circled through my veins. My heartbeat was wild. I inhaled deeply, trying to get some air, and at this moment, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Weakly I lifted my head and saw a bleeding hole below my heart.

He would feel as if ants were gnawing at his heart, making him want to take his own life. This heart pain occurred only when he breathed, so that was why it was strange. If he held his breath, the pain would disappear. Brad had visited countless prestigious hospitals, but they still could not figure out what was wrong with him. As his condition worsened, he had no choice but to offer the Centennial Blood Root to anyone who could cure his disease as a reward. “He only feels pain when he breathes, huh?” Chase’s eyes lit up, seemingly deep in thought. Soon, Chase arrived in a spacious hall.

Her mind screamed as she bit her tongue, saying nothing. She felt her father’s jerks and knew he was weeping with her. The heart blood is only obtained from a removed heart. If a living wolf gives heart blood, he or she would feel extreme pain and be weakened for an extended period. That her father was still walking around was a testament to his strength of mind, as well as body. The only way Dax and his team of blood drinking warriors could get her father’s heart blood was to cut his chest open every time they needed it, and extract it directly from his beating heart.

Michael was so angry; he felt his chest tightening. How could this woman be so thick-skinned? He was obviously chasing her away, and yet she insisted on staying. Were the Dawsons all so thick-skinned? “Miss Dawson, the cardiology I’m referring to usually requires surgery. We will cut open the heart with a surgical knife and then poke around in it until we find the malfunctioning part and remove it. If it isn’t a clean-cut, blood might just start pouring out, shocking the doctor until his hand slips and the heart falls to the floor, breaking into bloody chunks…”

He passes out again and both Veronica and Luis step back. Gavin throws boiling water first and then Hector throws the ice-cold water. “My favorite part love. Are you ready Edward?” She holds the knife again and Luis places his hand around hers. “You have to be super careful of the carotid and jugular arteries here and here. Then the heart too if you go too deep. There is another artery in the abdomen as well but you shouldn’t hit it unless you go too deep.

He will never forget, holding the body with residual temperature, empty eyes, and murmuring to himself, "brother, I am so cold and painful. Can you help me see if my heart is still there?" There was a big hole in her left chest. The blood dyed her white princess skirt bright red. "Brother, they said they would send me a bar mitzvah. I was so happy, but they took out the cold scalpel and cut the skin of my chest. Then I watched them take my heart away. When they were in their hands, they were still beating. I saw my own heart. It was red. " "Brother, you lied to me. You said my heart was black, but what I saw was red."

Sienna started administering the needles. For Heather’s current condition, the backflow of blood was causing the heart and lungs to contract, so the situation was very tricky. However, what was even more fatal was that Heather’s chest cavity was filled with blood from the injury. That tiny little bit was microscopic, so it was not discovered. That was the real culprit causing her serious injury. When Sienna lifted her hand, all the long and short silver needles fell. Mr. and Mrs. Satchell covered their mouths outside the intensive care unit as they watched through the glass window. Tears were rolling down their cheeks.

~ELARA’S POV~ The room was so quiet I could hear the steady drip-drip of the blood falling into the silver basin. I stayed rooted to the spot near the doorway, my fingers digging into the stone wall. My heart was thudding so hard against my ribs I thought it might actually burst.

It was a pathetic sight. “You really should stop moving, big guy,” Emma said in a cold manner. But the man did not listen. He just kept on hopping and dragging the right limp leg with him as he got closer to Emma. “You are going to pay, bitch,” he growled. He coughed out blood and dropped to his good knee for the second time. He touched his lips and a look of shock appeared on his face as he saw his own blood. “I blocked the blood flow from going to your leg and when you began to forcefully move, your heart flooded with blood, you are going through a heart attack,” Emma calmly explained. The man jerked in agony as his face contorted in pain. He held his chest and fell on his face.