Las Noches Bleach Novels & Stories

Ella nods. “I am not doing that!” I exclaim. “Oh yes, you are,” Lana grabs my arm. “Drink your coffee. Our first stop is anal bleaching, so get your sexy ass upstairs and in the shower. Wear something with easy access.” “Anal bleaching? Please tell me that is something else and not what it sounds like,” I gulp. “It's exactly what it sounds like. We're gonna get that asshole of yours waxed and bleached. No man wants to look at a dark, depressing sinkhole when they are giving anal. It should look very inviting,” Ella winks.

The Blackmoors were purple, Souths yellow, Thorntons blue, and the Nights green. When I walked into my room the day Claire woke up, I saw a chartreuse dress lying on my bed. It had a tight fit on the top, complete with modest short sleeves, then flowed right under my chest. Layers of thin fabric worked together to reveal a deep, solid color on the bottom. In-between the two layers was a silver beaded belt sewed into the fabric. Now that it was finally time to wear it though, I couldn't find my motivation to enjoy it.

“I can’t go if you don’t find peace of mind, Laura. I’ve always been here for you. But now love is right around the corner. Let it in, or I can’t move on.” I take her hand and give her a sad smile. “Then I’ll never find love if that means you’ll always be with me.” “For everything, there’s a time,” she starts with a shallow voice. “Now is the time for me to die and for you to start living.” Her soft words always had the gift of making everything better. A strange sound makes me turn my head to the window. A bright light sweeps over everything, and Beatrice disappears. I wake from my dream to some noises from the window. Something keeps poking at the glass, like hard and long nails tapping ov

All the lights were off. 'I don't find anything amiss.' Bash said. Blaze walked in through the door, scraped his hand against the wall to switch on the lights even though he could see perfectly well in the darkness. Before he could switch on the lights though, the room lit up. Blaze blinked when he noticed the decorations in the living room. Lots of black balloons were hung along the staircase. "Surprise!" Lilith exclaimed as she jumped in front of him, holding a bouquet of flowers. Her voice shot through the air, breaking the eerie silence that had Blaze's heart racing alarmingly.

"Hey, be careful... You should rest. I called your PA and he said you don't have anything important to take care for now so I think you should take a day off. After last night___" Sarah's mood turned sour. "Thanks but I am fine ace..." She said nonchalantly and ran towards her car, Ace was confused by her behavior. Whatever happened last night and whatever she saw, after that she wasn't ready to stay in this mansion. She looked out of the car window and adrenaline rushed in her body when she saw those scary grey orbs which were staring straight in her soul. Xavier was standing in the garden with his gym clothes on and was looking at Sarah like she is his prey.

His startled scream follows me to the table where I wipe the excess blood from my hands. There's a bottle of water and a decanter filled with scotch with glasses beside it. I fill up a glass with scotch and take a few sips before placing it back on the table. Stooping to get the bleach from the ground, I turn back to Kostas who is finally silent and trying to breathe through the waves of pain. Kneeling to my art on his leg, I open the bottle, the smell sharp enough to sting even through the air. I tilt the bottle watching the clear liquid as it trickles before becoming a steady stream moving through his wounds. Kostas jerks as the bleach eats into the cut tissue letting out gasps of pain.

The bass trembled through the marble floors of Eclipse Noir, the most exclusive nightclub in the city. A cascade of neon lights swept across the room, painting the crowd in purple, blue, and violent red. Laughter and music blended into a chaotic symphony, but Liam heard none of it clearly. His head was buzzing, heavy from the whiskey he kept pouring down his throat. Tonight was Adrian’s birthday — a celebration that should’ve been exciting, glamorous, wild. Instead, Liam was trying to drown out memories he wished he had never seen.

Lethal. He looked at the door. He looked at the gold collar in the mirror. "I'm not your Queen," Noah whispered to the empty room. He gripped the glass so hard it sliced into his palm, a thin trail of red dripping onto the cream-colored lace. "And I'm not your toy." He walked to the mirror. He didn't look at his face. He looked at the gold leash. He slid the glass shard into the gap between the metal and his skin. The nightmare was going to end tonight. One way or another.

"Come. Sit." I sat. She looked at me the way she always did, like she could see straight through whatever face I had decided to wear tonight. "How was the ceremony?" she asked. "Wonderful," I said. "Very glamorous. Very expensive. Very not us. Elder Mara wore her good robes. The ones without the gravy stain. So you know it was a special occasion." My mother's mouth curved. "And?" "And Victoria Hale is going to be Luna." I kept my voice light. "The whole pack is very excited. Someone released actual flower petals into the air Mama. With their hands. Like they had nothing better to do with them."

I am panting and scared. He stops walking so I can get away. "Please, I do not want to do this!" I push open the door of Room 606 and hear a crying voice. The room is very dark. Several noble Alphas are sitting on the big soft chairs with barmaids in their laps. Only one young girl stands by the crystal table. It is Bela Talbot. She is a young pack scholar from the Lunar Crest Academy who works here to get coins. She lives in the same dorm room as me.