Naruto Coughs Up Blood Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I coughed once, twice, until my vision blurred. When I pulled my hand away this time, the blood was thicker. Gavin stepped forward. “Harley–” “I’m fine,” I snapped, straightening up even though the world tilted sideways. Luca frowned. “You’re coughing up blood. That’s not fine.” “Drop it.” He didn’t. He never did. “You look like hell.” Before I could bite back, Gavin suddenly stumbled, catching himself against the truck. His skin had gone pale under the parking lights.

My vision blurred in and out, like I was caught in between two realms, one where I was conscious and the other where everything was numb, dark and silent. Fear and panic lodged itself at the base of my throat, and I coughed. It didn't stop at one though. One after the other, more coughs wracked through my body and with each one, I didn't miss the thick liquid dropping onto the ground in front of me. The moment the scent hit me in the nose, I realized what it was. Blood.

I didn’t get to think much more before something cold settled in my stomach and the hairs on my arms stood up. I didn’t hear their footsteps ahead of me anymore. What the— “Mel… I think something’s strange he—” My voice cracked mid-sentence as a violent cough tore up my throat. I doubled over, coughing again, harder this time but a warm metallic taste coated my tongue. Blood. I was coughing blood. Why? I don’t eat peanuts, so this shouldn’t... “Rosa.” My mind reached for her immediately, my pulse spiking. “Rosa, something’s wrong,”

The ground seemed to rattle beneath my weight, sending a small cloud of sand and dry leaves heaving up around me. A sharp, violent spasm hit my chest. My lungs burned like open flames as I coughed uncontrollably, gasping for air that wouldn't come. A warm, thick liquid rolled freely from my lips, dropping down my chin and falling onto the dark green grass below, staining the blades a deep, horrific red. The overwhelming, copper taste of blood filled my entire mouth. I coughed again, groaning as I pushed myself up onto my elbows. My trembling hand reached up, wiping the trail of dark blood that slid down my chin and lower lip.

Her lower part was sore and a little slow moment also causing her a huge pain. Once he was out nandini cupped her lower part and sobbed turning on the other side. A thick white liquid was pouring out from there along with blood. Manik was breathing heavily on the other side.nandini got up from bed and holding the wall she started to take small steps to washroom while sobbing. Manik was confused but become shocked when he look at the bedsheet and his manhood which was red with her blood.the warmness in her lowers which he was assuming as her wetness that was her blood.

At the blood Yohan had coughed. It was oddly black… There was only a little red in it. … “Go back?” I whispered the words sadly, “Where?”

Blood splattered on the ground, causing Nathan's sight to become blurry. "Do you understand the situation you are in, Nathan?" Kim's voice broke through the fog of agony. Nathan attempted to get up, but Yuta's knee connected with his ribs, causing him to fall to the ground. Clutching his side, he let out a groan. "Stop," Kim whispered, causing Yuta to retreat with Nathan's blood now on his hands. Nathan lay on the floor, battered and broken. Every breath was agony, but the fire of defiance still flickered in his eyes. He spat blood, glaring up at Kim.

He coughs violently, the sound wet and ragged. A drop of blood falls from his lips. My heart clenches. Tears well in my eyes, blurring my vision as they spill like heavy rain. A thick, metallic scent clogs my nostrils, and my stomach turns. "What’s that smell, Linc?" I murmur, my body swaying. Before I can process anything, I feel myself lifted, cradled in his arms. My body is too weak, too heavy, but the movement jolts another coughing fit from my burning throat.

He falls to his knees and at the same time, he releases my hand. He coughs again. But this time something is different and something is very very wrong. He coughs out blood, red blood. The smell of it is impossible to miss. Blood begins to flow from his nostrils and he coughs again, holding onto his chest and not before long, his coughs turns uncontrollable. I go on my knees and hold him still as he coughs. His blood pools beneath him and I become shocked at the amount of blood his body is pushing out.

Nausea roared up from my core and my stomach clenched hard. I coughed once wet, ragged and dark blood sprayed from my lips, thick and black, splattering Asher's hand and the floor. He froze, blade still buried in me. The room went dead silent except for my choking coughs. More blood came up, bitter and wrong, coating my tongue. Ryker's feral grin vanished. "What the fuck..." Kane shoved forward. "Asher, stop! Back off!" Dante's red eyes widened, alarm cracking his fury for the first time. "Asher...pull out. Now!"