Scary Bloody Mary Stories Novels & Stories

The heat around him woke him up, he was drenched in his sweat from fear and of course, heat. Dordin wasn't in a good state of mind, he didn't have time to figure things out because Generosasis had just released fire on her sister, the smell of burning flesh filled the air, this time, the people already knew things were about to get ugly and that was when they got scared. Really scared." Mrs Grassroots paused, sipping the bottle of water in her left hand.

My composure was quite unreal and alarming. "For the last time, Mary, I don't know what you're talking about," I said firmly. She stood from the bed and approached the table in the far corner. She did silently, which started to creep me out. "I was told stories about creatures of the night by my mum when I was little," she began." Creatures with impossible abilities which lusted for blood."

Anaya said. Mary let out a soft sigh and said, “My lady, with all due respect, that’s not what I meant. They blamed me for their problem because of what happens after I get scared. Out of all my phobias, the worst is my hemophobia—fear of bleeding or watching someone bleed. Every time I see blood, my head goes blank, I get dizzy, and I pass out. When I wake up, everything around me is completely destroyed. After the second incident, the witches in the city chased me and my parents away in hopes that the sun would once again return to their city. Maybe it has, maybe it hasn’t, but personally, I don’t give a sh-”

Marybeth pointed out, adding quickly when she noticed the apprehension in Scarlett's eyes, "my father and Danica will be there as well. So you and Lewis don't have to feel out of place." "It's not that I'm worried about," Scarlett said as she snatched the card from the florist and read Austin's cheesy message, wishing Marybeth a happy second-week anniversary. "What's the problem?" Marybeth asked. "I mean, what will we do there? Would we have to drink blood or something?" Marybeth rolled her eyes, "they are criminals, not vampires! Why would you have to drink blood?" "Isn't that what all these secret organisations do?" "Again, they are criminals, not some secret organisation!" Marybeth lied a

But I can't put the book down. I burst into laughter, and everyone around me stares at the crazy, frail girl. We—Laura and I—are hilarious. Who would have guessed that strigois were thirsty for love rather than blood? Oh, right, me. I knew this since the moment I’d read that book about vampires. And yet, I still had to learn the hard way. Ugh! I need a new toy to take my mind off these things. Therefore, I shout, “Who wants to try me at arm wrestling? I’m barely warming up.”

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ + •*.』 11PM, LATE INTO THE NIGHT AND EVERYONE SAT AROUND THE DOME. Shawn furrowed his brows worriedly at Scarlett. For the past couple of hours, Scarlett was crossing in and out of her Vampire state. One minute, she detested the taste of blood like any sane mortal, the next she'd go rogue and demand for more crates of them.

I say, and she nods. "I know. Well, when I would get upset with you, I would go out into the forest and hang out with the pups. But this time, when I met up with the pack, Malcolm had shifted...he wasn't acting like a ten-year-old kid, Lucian. He was talking about how being stuck in his wolf body was like a prison...and how him and I belonged together. Apparently, the fairy queen was meeting with him and filling his head with nonsense. Anyways he kidnapped me and took me straight to the fairies. You got there right before we crossed, but there was nothing you could do. She is...she killed Malcolm by brushing her finger across his forward. She froze everyone without even moving. She is truly

Mary quickly finished the food by gulping it down her throat, that was kept besides her and just as she was searching for something to drink, a hand holding a bottle of water was stretched in front of her face, startling her. Only then did she realize that she was originally inside a dark room locked away. All the memories of that human maid being killed in front of her eyes with blood oozing around from her neck and splattering around started flashing in Mary's mind making her become scared and cover herself in a foetal position. Her eyes widened and she hugged her body on the ground, burying her face in her palms, trying to hide away.

I questioned, shaking my head in disbelief. “Bloodsucker colors. If you had not noticed everyone would have screamed for your head to roll. There was no way we could have stopped them from killing you.” Brum said as my whole body turned cold. My eyes were wide with my skin pale. There would be no forgiving me for that, especially with my differences. They would have said I was a vampire spy. I could not believe Mary could stoop that low. Brum was too shocked himself, mouth wide open with a chill running down my body.

They just couldn’t leave me alone could they, my demons. Squeezing my eyes shut, the recent nightmare came flooding back. Something bad had happened and I hadn’t been able to stop it. Bloom was lying in my arms. There was a hole in her belly like something had yanked our pup out of her, a pool of blood around her throat. She was dead. I shook her but there was no response. Her eyes were wide open and lifeless, and her skin was death-cold. Then I roared in anger and when I looked down again, it wasn’t Bloom anymore. It was Maria. Maria with an arrow deep in her chest like the day she died.