How Can You Cry Blood Novels & Stories

At the same time that he bit me and began to suck my blood, his hips slammed against my own with inhuman speed and anger. I could feel the bile rising up my throat and I was unable to stop it. It came right out of my mouth but it was only when I tasted the thick metallic substance that I realized that I was throwing up blood. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I felt Abigor drain every bit of my blood and in a desperate attempt to stay alive, I let out a scream that I hoped would save me from the torture. Yet the scream that I tried to let out simply brought on more blood until it was impossible for me to breathe.

It was hard for me to find the right time to hurt him because he was moving fast and it got faster when he saw my blood. When I saw the right time, I immediately kicked him in the stomach and then slapped his face causing him to step back. I took the cloth that was in my shoe and then threw it at him. It hit his left arm. I was surprised when he arrived in front of me. Using his two hands, he scratched me hard causing me to fly. Good thing I crossed my arms to protect myself. I groaned as my back hit a tree. I looked at him while struggling with pain. My eyes widened when he raised one of his hands and something... black smoke came out. Wait... what?! Is that... black magic? Is this a dream!

The sound alone made my stomach turn, made the part of me still capable of feeling want to vomit. A thick, dark stream of crimson blood began to ooze from his mouth and nose, pooling onto the gray stone, dripping down into the cracks of the ring like paint spilled on canvas. He couldn't even scream anymore; he could only let out a low, pathetic whine as his body twitched involuntarily in the dirt and debris.

Quan turned her head so quickly, afraid the gang would try to catch her again. In the next second, Quan almost screamed. The gang of killers is now dead and torn apart in various places. Their white blood color told Quan that they were White People. All of them. Quan lowered her head, between fascinated and terrified by the white blood splattered on her body. Her hands were wet with the sticky white liquid. A head suddenly rolled at her feet. The blue eyes on the head were bulging with a shocked expression. Quan screamed. She shuffled back in horror. Quan sobbed again in between her pathetic screams and at that moment, the residents approached her. Her family hugged and comforted her.

CHAPTER 16: DISCOVERY I'm in my room right now, there's no knife or anything sharp buried in me, but I feel so much pain that my heart is going to explode, it's like my bloody is leaking. A few tears flowed from my eyes, I couldn't tell if they were tears or my blood, I wanted to scream but I could only cry silently because of the grief. The pain I feel is still not going away, it is getting worse and I feel like I will carry it until I die.

Their arms dangled uselessly below them, fingers twitching with the last remnants of nerve impulses. Blood dripped from them. Slowly. Steadily. Endlessly. It pooled beneath them in shallow basins, and from those basins, channels carved into the stone floor carried it outward—toward sigils. Massive sigils, drawn in crimson, pulsing with an unholy light. Blood magic. Someone was crying. A man, somewhere in the shadows, begging for death in a voice so broken it didn't sound human anymore. "Please," he wept. "Please, I can't—I can't anymore—just let me die—"

Her left fist collided with my jaw and pain exploded across my face, burning through my cheekbone and almost knocking me unconscious. I could feel my nose dripping, I could taste my own blood and I tasted blood in my mouth, hot salty liquid running down my throat. Tears started to leak from my eyes again. I tried to hold it all together, I tried to calm my breathing, to calm my racing thoughts, but all I could do was cry. I cried hard and loud, sobbing so hard and crying so much.

Making blood to ooze out of her wrists and ankles. " What happened Eirene? My son didn't came to protect you, huh? What a shame." " A broken girl alone in this world. What will you do now by living? " " I am doing a favour on you by killing you." She couldn't speak. Her lips trembling. As she coughs out blood. Making the crimson liquid to drop down her chin . Intermixing with her tears. The image of her mother suffering the same way, flashes in front of her eyes. And she couldn't help scream more.

I murmured crying on his shoulder. "Shh... don't say that," "What should I say? Isn't she unfair to me, he deprived me of the one thing, I have wished for all my life," when my sobbing became stronger, I ended up with a hiccups, crying and talking had never been my best friend, I wanted the tears to stop but I don't know how to make it stop. The pain in my heart and head wasn't making it easier for me, it hurt, it's like the first time that I found out that I had this blood in my vein that could lead to my death if ever any vampire inhaled my blood or if a pack capture me as their healer.

My stomach is really turning upside down from what I'm seeing! We were surprised when one of the corpses suddenly moves! He raised his head then looked at us as if he could actually see us. He was pitiful. His eyes were lifeless. It looks like he's dead it's just that his brain doesn't want to give up so he can still move. He slowly raised his hand. "H-Help. Help me. I'm begging you," he begged then cried but instead of tears, it's blood that was coming out of his eyes. He is crying blood!