Saliva Bleed For Me Novels & Stories

I moved my head from side to side to see inside my mouth, blood was there between my teeths. Suddenly eyes started to become blurry. I blinked a few times but it didn't clear. I looked up in the mirror again. Blood began to fill my eyes. It was rolling down my eyes. My lips parted. Tilting my head a little I tried to wipe the blood from my face but when I saw my hand there was no blood. In astonishment I looked up again and every trace of blood had vanished. There was nothing, not even a drop.

"What do you mean, heal me? You keep saying that." He took a breath. "My saliva. It has... properties. Healing properties. If I clean the wound and then—" He stopped, looking almost embarrassed. "If I lick it, it'll close. It'll heal." I stared at him. "You're telling me you can just... lick my bullet wound and it'll heal." "Yes." "And you didn't mention this before because...?"

I cry silently against my bedroom door for awhile and then make my way to my bathroom. I look in the mirror and take in my appearance. My long brown hair is disheveled and my blue eyes are red and swollen. I glance down and notice my nose is still dripping blood and starting to swell a little bit and my cheek is a dark shade of pink. I've treated myself plenty of times so this is nothing new. I was actually lucky this time it was just a nose bleed.

Kael Pov The next morning, I woke with blood in my mouth. Not from a wound. From my own teeth. I had bitten through my tongue in my sleep like an animal trying to chew through a trap. The healer who came—wide-eyed, careful, too young to have learned how to lie convincingly—told me it was stress. He dabbed at my lip, asked if I’d been drinking, avoided my eyes as if looking at me too long might invite something to look back.

With an arched eyebrow, I swiped at my forehead and cheeks. Okay, good, nothing there. Then the bridge of my nose... Fully intact. But just under my nose? Bingo, found your leak, ma’am. I rolled my eyes and licked my lips, a nervous tick that earned a wince and a full mouth of copper. “Oh, I’m bleeding all over, huh? I love that for me... Wonderful, truly.” I closed my eyes and put my head back, trying not to groan in aggravation, and noticed how stiff and angry my neck and shoulder were.

I mumbled unconsciously, tears were rolling down my cheeks. A piercing pain erupted through my abdomen which caused me to scream loudly, my sound would have reached Blake. Whenever I have this pain, Blake gives me a drink which would ease my pain, and control nausea in no time. But today… "Why are you bleeding?" Fed froze on his spot where I stumbled on the floor clutching my painful abdomen. *

LENNOX I handed her a cup with a mixture of mouthwash and saline solution. "Swish it around and spit." Blanca winced as she swished and attempted to say "dammit" with a mouthful of salt water. Saliva dripped down her chin, and I guided her to the sink. "Now spit," I instructed. She did as told, and bloody salt water splattered into the metal sink basin. "That stings so bad," she breathed, gripping the sink's edge.

As I watched this scene, my nose suddenly began to bleed, splattering crimson droplets onto the white floor. “W-why are you bleeding from your nose?” the manager recoiled in alarm. I wiped it away haphazardly, murmuring with a bitter smile, “Looks like I won’t last much longer either.”

"No. I'm not going." "Lira, these wounds—" "I'll be fine. I just need to sleep it off." When she tried to touch my face, I flinched. I couldn't help it. In my mind, I knew my saliva could heal these wounds. I'd discovered it when I ran away and was trying to give myself relief from injuries. Found that my saliva closed wounds quickly. But I couldn't use it now. That would confirm everything Zuri accused me of. I wasn't a witch. But I couldn't explain what I was.