Scary Stories Bloody Mary Novels & Stories

The vampire jumped to the floor from the ceiling like a spiderman, his body was as usual completely in white also covered in a white gown with a cruel scar in the middle of his forehead and black teeth and nails. Amara shivered gasping his dreadful countenance. The complete furniture in the house shattered around her like somebody threw it to the floor breaking to pieces. A soft 'aah' went out of her as the glass pierced inside the skin of her throat. "Kill me, just kill me now than making me suffer like this every moment." Amara begged with tears flowing down her eyes in small streams.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

Are our modern buildings as insubstantial-seeming to her as ghosts are to us? I’ve never met a ghost who could talk, but can I find a ghost who can write, and ask? Would that make them a ghost writer? I can’t help my giggle this time, then hurriedly explain to Mary before she starts to think about being offended. “Did you hear about the fight with the vampires?” I ask, when I am sitting on a kitchen chair and Mary is perched somewhere in the right place above another one. She nods her head. “The vampires wanted to hurt my Mate, Aiden. I don’t know if you saw him when he visited?” She nods again. “They were keeping a little girl prisoner as well,” I add, then hurry on. “But she’s safe now, an

Martha couldn't sure if they're dead or not because she's near sighted so she asked Alexis about the bodies. " Are they dead?" She asked him. Alexis put his point finger in his mouth. " Shhhh... Yes, they're all dead!" He said to Martha and her eyes widen in terror. Poor innocent people. Alexis was right, they took lowest type of people from a poor families and bought them to fed to the monsters, the vampire who was thirsty in human fresh bloods. Martha quietly listened to their conversation and she gasped and covered her mouth when she accidentally pushed one of the container beside them.

Her gaze flickered at Ryan, confusion etched across her face. Realizing that there was someone else behind her, Mary swiftly withdrew the gun from her purse, her sinister intentions written across her face. Her eyes narrowed on Scarlet, and her finger twitched on the trigger. “I hope you rot in hell, Scarlet,” Mary muttered. Before Scarlet could fathom what was happening, there was a deafening gunshot in the air, and her body immediately fell to the ground.

All he wanted was the best for her, he never wanted that smile to leave her lips. He promised to show her the world, which he did, foolishly so. Martha was a gentle woman on the outside but deep down she was fierce, that was what called him…lured him in and also blinded him from the truth. Until that fateful morning when she threw up blood on his clothes, her entire body went limp in his arms and he could hardly hear her breathe. She was dying… That was what the doctors told him. Said she had leukemia, said it came so suddenly that they didn’t notice on time despite her going to their hospital every month for a fucking check up!

Her voice dripped with venom. I raised an eyebrow. "I didn't steal anything. And who is Ace to you, anyway?" I shot back, my curiosity piqued. She cried, shaking her head frantically, and then yelled, “How dare you say his name?!” “How dare I?” I chuckled softly, giving her my best ‘did you miss your way’ look. Because, really, did she miss her way? “You’ll pay for this, you will, you spawn of the devil!” Heather deadpanned, her little friends had gotten her something to keep the blood from flowing. She pressed the paper towel to her nose, suppressing the blood.

Right now, Mary had clearly seen him transferring between the wolf and human forms making her heart tremble in fear. Just when Mary thought that this was it and she would not have to witness any further than this, suddenly Walter Green’s right hand started showing claws and in a split second he waved his hand from left to right passing through the human maid's neck. Blood started oozing out of the human maid's neck and she fell down on the ground with a plop. Unable to control her thoughts after getting such a big scare, coupled with her hunger Mary felt dizzy and blacked out in the next moment.