Is It Bad To Swallow Blood Novels & Stories

“Yeah, another bloodsucker.” Shit. “When?” “Couple….weeks….ago,” he says, his speech starting to slow and slur as he loses too much blood. I take my finger, stopping the blood flow and holding up his arm, I take the glass and sniff it before I drink his blood while he watches. He whimpers and I stop, looking at him. “No getting sick. If you vomit, you swallow it back down,” I tell him before finishing the glass then letting his wrist go, laying it over the glass again.

Just like he has always done. I couldn't stand up because I was so intensely weak. The cramps I had were pretty bad, I was sweating all over. I felt some kind of metallic taste in my mouth, also a bile was sitting in my throat. I rushed to the bathroom as I emptied the content of my stomach. I could tell that I have never had it this worse before, I felt this was something different. I turned on the faucet at the sink to rinse my mouth and there was a red colouration in the water. I checked my mouth in the mirror, and my gums were swollen and it was bleeding.

After consuming a spoonfull of meal after another, Mayari suddenly started to cough hard like there is a stone stuck in her throat, that she fell from her chair and puke. "Ms. Mayari! Are yo-" Lissy's eyes suddenly widened in terror. Mayari not only vomited the undigested food on the floor but along with it is red claret blood.

His voice filled with panic. Collapsing onto my knees, the thundering of my heart rushing to my ears while I could breathe. Fire shot up my throat, a curdling in my stomach as I’m unable to hold it back anymore. I vomited blood, the metallic taste potent on my tongue and making me even more nauseas. Something is shoved into my mouth, his hand pressing my jaw closed and forcing me to swallow the blood and something bitter and earthy. “Swallow it. I know it’s painful.”

Even I can say I look awful. "I can't eat. It hurts" My voice practically disappears as I speak and I swallow thickly to make it easier. But swallowing is the main reason for the pain in my throat. I can thank the silver I drank and ate while at Red Blood. Something makes my stomach coil suddenly and I press a hand to my stomach. Please don't be sick, I silently beg myself. My body responds by racking my spine with coughs and I put a hand to my mouth as blood comes up along with some more silver. I scrunch my hand up to cover the small burning from the silver before wiping the blood on my napkin.

Tears fell into the soup one by one, and I swallowed them down with the cold bread. I ate too quickly. My throat felt as if a burning coal had lodged inside it. Then a violent cough surged up without warning. Blood sprayed from my mouth, splattering across the white tablecloth in a startling red.

She vomited the food from lunch, mixed with blood. Her lips turned a purplish blue, the blood staining them like lip gloss, making her face even paler. Her body uncontrollably fell backward, the whole world spinning around her. "Eulalia!" With a shout, she fell into a warm embrace. Eulalia tried to open her eyes wide but couldn't see anything; she was in immense pain. Eulalia suddenly collapsed, vomiting blood. Mr. Brooks hurried over, seeing her pale face as if she was holding her breath, he felt something was terribly wrong.

"I’m…" No other words escaped me as bile began to rise in my throat and I was heaving, spewing blood and the contents of my stomach onto the beige carpet beneath me. I wasn’t quite sure what was happening, but I knew that Kelvin had something to do with this, and I may have gotten myself into a life-threatening situation.

Forbidden fruit tastes best, but later it could make vomit blood. I knew it.

She swallowed, staring at the food. When she was about to pick up the plate, giving in to her hunger, the food on the plate changed. She couldn't see it anymore. Instead, all she could see now was blood overflowing and spilling endlessly to the ground. She gasped and froze, her hands shook while holding on to the plate. She started getting sick as the metallic smell of blood filled her senses. It was nothing new. She spilled a lot of blood that she ended up getting used to the smell. But right now, she couldn't bear it. It was disgusting, and she felt a bile rise up her throat. Unable to control it anymore, she let the plate go, and it hit the floor, smashing into pieces. Mercedes stumbled b