Mike Perry Spitting Blood Novels & Stories

The sound of a body slamming into a tree trunk echoed through the forest. The other man was far to shocked to react when Mike grabbed him by the neck and threw him looked him straight into the eyes. "You've got to stop taking crystal meth, it's giving you horrible hallucinations." At this time, Mike extended his fangs and bit into the man's jugular, feeling a jet of hot blood shoot into his mouth. He drank four spurts of blood before licking the wounds and sealing them over. Fully sated, Mike threw the him after his companion, aiming a little shorted so that he wouldn't hit the same tree. "So, what the hell are you?" Asked a voice from behind. Mike turned to meet the girl.

"What went wrong?" Mike wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.Some of the hair tucked into his usual was bun had come loose.Maybe that was why it was always messy. He looked faint and deathly pale.He staggered backwards and fell on his back.Sharon came to his rescue and cradled his head. "Mike!!.Are you okay?". Andrea had stopped laughing. "Don't just stand there!.Get some water!",Sharon shouted at the both of us.

Mikes eyes grew wide, and his body tensed up. I heard screaming but I couldn’t make out the words. I watched his face change into one of pure fear. His body slumped against mine. I struggled to hold him up, but my frame was no match for his and we went down. I kneeled Mike groaning in pain next to me. “Mike what is it? What happened?” I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his chest. I felt it. The warm wetness soaking his t-shirt. I didn’t need to pull my hand away to know it was blood.

She was unable to endure anymore. There were so many things she wanted to do, yet she couldn't even leave the house and do anything at all. "I just enjoy watching you slowly go insane. It's very entertaining," Piercy said, his lips curling into a sinister smile. But suddenly, his brows knitted together, and he winced in pain. Millie leaned in, her voice laced with false innocence. "What's wrong? Are you feeling dizzy?" Piercy started coughing violently. His chest heaved as if he were about to cough up his very heart and lungs. He even coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Mike never feared this man; his brother never let him interfere. Suddenly there was a crush; a heavy antic hit Mike's shoulder, and blood gushed out; Ace fisted his hand so hard that there was the sound of cracking bone, yet he didn't even look toward Mike or move from his position, blood was still coming out and pouring in the glass.

“How fucking dare you try to destroy me. Wasn’t I generous enough? Didn’t I give you money to disappear?” He spat on my face. The humiliation burned hotter than the impact. “Get the hell off me, you heartless bastard!” I screamed, struggling against his iron grip. “How did you even get in here?!” Mike threw his head back and let out a wicked, rumbling laugh that sent chills down my spine. “I’m Mike Murphy,” he said, as if that answered everything. “I know every dirty little secret in this city. A silly little girl like you could never break me, let alone destroy me. What where you thinking”

Mike gave me a flirtatious look, before taking his eyes down to my almost exposed cities, he licked his lips and started drawing lines of my tities. “I want to fuck you before she kills you,” He smiled, “We want to fuck you before you die since you are a whore,” In anger, I spat on his face. “You are fucking disgusting,” I yelled. He wiped the spit off his face before looking at me again. “You are so dead,” He growled, raising his hand to hit me. I just closed my eyes and waited for the pain. “Stop,” A familiar voice yelled, and in anger, Mike moved back.

Eric POV I stared at my reflection for a while, taking in deep breaths as I tried to control myself. “It's okay,” I assured myself. took one last glance at myself and walked towards the door. I opened the bathroom door, trying to get back to the dining room. But instead, I met Mike standing in front of me, blood stained on his lips, his hair in a mess as he looked into my eyes with mine, filled with anger. “What the hell are you still doing here?” I asked.

Taking off his shirt was a real hassle due to the pain that accompanied him when he tried doing that, but despite the pain he felt, he managed to take his shirt off. "Those damn jerks! I wished I had killed them, but then I don't want to soil my hands with their blood." Mike said with gritted teeth. "Explain in details what happened." Adams replied as he began tending to Mike's bruises. Mike couldn't stop wincing in pain as he explained in details what happened to him. "They even destroyed my precious car!" He raged. "I'm glad you were able to get out of that alive Mike, but I don't know how the police will be able to help in this case since you didn't get to see their faces."

"And you? We were together for a year, and I didn't even know who you were. Isn't that ridiculous?" "You're a spoiled rich girl out here playing around, using me for entertainment and crushing my feelings. How can you be so heartless?" "I was willing to die for you. What more do you want from me?" Watching him froth at the mouth like a rabid dog, I felt nothing. Mike had only just been released from the hospital, so his tirade didn't last long before he was gasping for air. Once he'd quieted down, I pulled out my phone and played a recording.