Scary Stories Bloody Mary Novels & Stories

Mary said before bursting into laughter. “Congratulations, you must be happy to have acquired the titles of b*tch, an evil woman, Snow White’s stepmother, the old witch, and various other names,” Mary added softly but obnoxiously. “Has anybody ever told you not to count your chickens before they hatch?” Xyla asked coldly.

We didn't stop and walked along the length of the hallway. Groans and moans reached my ears and when we rounded a corner, I saw three people, completely naked, a human girl against a wall and two vampires taking her roughly. One was drinking her blood from her neck and the other one had her legs around his waist, harshly pounding inside her.

He refused to believe in supernatural beings before despite the strange things that happened to him and his constant nightmares, but now that he was here right before one, there was no way to deny that fact. The side of her lips lifted a bit. “What do you think?” He didn’t say anything. From all the mythical books he had read, only dark creatures had red eyes, and the most famous were… vampires. What was more peculiar was he had dreamt about them before. In his dreams, everything felt real. It was like something about them kept on haunting him. “A demon or a vampire?” He didn’t want to know but he needed to. “Both.” His jaw clenched. He wanted to believe that this couldn’t be real, but altho

So I grabbed my teddy bear and walked down the stairs. When I came into the kitchen, I didn't saw my daddy and my mommy standing there, arguing and fighting. I just saw my mommy laying on the floor in a puddle of blood. The red liquid was coming out of her belly and flooded around her. Her eyes were wide open and her brown hair had become red of her blood. I whispered her name and grabbed her hand as I knelt next to her. The tears were falling down my cheeks like a waterfall. Her blood was now on my white pajamas. My hands were painted with her blood as I tried to shake her awake.

The houses, the cars, and the luxury goods were all tagged with court seals and put up for forced auction. Grandma showed up at my university and tried to force her way in, but campus security stopped her at the gate. She threw herself on the ground, screaming and cursing, drawing a crowd of onlookers. "Sawyer Reeves! You deserve to be struck down where you stand, you ungrateful wretch! "You put your own mother and uncle behind bars! Can you even sleep at night? "I'm your grandmother! You let me in right now!" I watched her from a classroom window a hundred yards away and felt absolutely nothing.

The next day, my body felt weightless. The stomach pain that had been driving me insane was gone. I looked down and saw a body lying on the floor with a purple and blue face, as well as white foam and dark red blood crusted at the corners of the mouth. That was me. That was Layla Lloyd, as dead as a doornail. I floated in midair, staring at my own stiff corpse. It looked almost like a stranger. Now, the girl who had always kept her head down would never have to bow to anybody again.

Nibbling and grazing the golden neck. "Then.. Don’t. Now that I can’t, but if I could I would love to die in your arms" . Callum said, losing himself in Stephen’s arms. The moon was at its peak. Full Blue moon like Stephen eyes that had turned red. He placed his lips on the pulsing vein before barring his teeth. Callum felt a sting and then all he could feel was a frenzy, a euphoria. He now knew why Stephen felt excited offering him his blood.

She opens the book and a roach crawls out. I shriek, jerking my knees to my chest. Esme raises a brow. “You’re a wolf, and you’re scared of a roach?” “What’s a wolf without a wolf?” My smile is bittersweet. “Don’t do that,” she scolds. “You wolf will return. Now, when the rumours came, I consulted the books and some friends.” I try not to let my own thoughts scare me. “What did you find?” “You know, I’ve lived through almost seven decades, and I know a bloodline that had white hair. Moonblood.”

one of the men said. "Never" agent Harry said as he shot one of the men. Before he could fire more rounds, he was riddled with bullets as I watched with horror as he dropped down to the ground dead. I screamed until I had no strength left as I was roughly pushed to the ground, my dress torn and dirty. Agent Bob shielded me while he kept on shooting at the invaders but he too met the same fate as agent harry. I was alone now, all security with me dead. I didn't know what to do but I, sure as hell wouldn't give up without a fight and so, I picked up a gun lying beside me as I aimed at the invaders.

But just she heard those mockeries, Ragnara took over her and her eyes turned purple glowing dangerously, emitting darkness. Her eyes found a nearby vase of fresh flowers and directed them at Mara without any previous notice cutting Mara’s arms at places and leaving the marks. Astonished! Both Mara and Sozm were astonished looking at this. But Mara wasn’t a cute girl. She was badass. She didn’t even flinch and landed another shower of air-punches at Scarlet who dodged them successfully and reciprocated with the same force throwing Mara into the rear corner of the hall. Mara hauled up and wiped the blood oozing from her nose. Finding an evil smirk lingering over Scarlet’s lips, Mara provoked