Sweet Blood Comic Novels & Stories

In my palm, they found a small piece of a candy wrapper soaked in blood. On the back of the wrapper, a few crooked words had been scratched out in blood. I had carved them with my fingernail, bit by bit. The officer held up the evidence bag and read the words aloud for everyone to hear. "Mom, I wish you had never had me." The moment those words came out, the air seemed to freeze. Mom looked like someone had ripped out her spine. Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted completely. Liam stared at my body covered by the white sheet. He clawed at the floor like a madman, making horrible scraping sounds.

Sam winks at me. There’s nothing flirtatious in his mannerisms towards me, just an open kindness. I know I should reject the sweet. Better safe than sorry. But at this point, I would gladly accept poison. “Thanks.” I take the sweet from him. He blinks. “I was sure you would hesitate at least. You know, candies from strangers.” I laugh lightly, unwrapping the sticky candy, “After the kind of days I’ve been having, I wish somebody would knock me off.”

I didn't wanna seem like I was panicked , Sometimes it just makes people angry , " Because we still don't know much about you , once we finally get some answers I will be happy to throw you out this club " Ruth walked some steps towards the door but turned around and walked towards me making me back up ." You don't have to be worried if you aren't lying . We won't hurt a random person like that , We just have to be cautions sometimes .I will get you something to eat , in return don't try to run away , okay ?" He spoke , I nodded . " I mean it , don't try to run out you will die on spot " Of course He was acting like a human seconds ago and went back to being a monster .

I highly doubt that. As soon as we reached the penthouse I saw mom standing in the living room. She walked towards me and hugged me tightly. “How are you my sweet little girl” Suzie came in too and heard mom. “Yeah, your sweet little girl got herself pregnant with a mafia’s child” she was always annoyed when mom called me her sweet little girl. “Don’t talk nonsense, Suzie. She’s your sister; not to mention twin.” Mom scolded her and we all entered the living room. Mom made me sit on the couch and went into the kitchen. She made tea for us all and we had our loveliest family get-together of all time.

Sweet said cut Blood cut him off before rush up stairs. "T-thank you." Blood said that Sweet stunned a little. Bitter smirked as he watch Blood run up stairs, he looked at his twin brother Sweet who looked shock. "That!" Sweet said and pointed at Blood and looked t Bitter. "Did he just thank me for saving that motherf*cker? Ha! for so many years that we've been friends---he is making me feel that I want to kill him, damn it. To all the thing I did, this is one time he thank me ha." Sweet said as he stood up mumbling this things as he walks away shaking his head.

“You stood up for both of us, took on a dangerous, brutal MC… you’re a true, good friend, Liam, and I’ll owe you until the day that I die. Thank you, so much. Just – thank you.” Spider swallowed hard. “You mean the world to me, Mirrie. I’d do it all again, and I’d take on a dozen MC’s if it meant keeping you safe.” She grasped his hands in her own, and they stood for a few seconds, just looking at each other. “Urgh,” Mac said, breaking the silence. “Now I’m drowning in the mush.” “We need a sugar overload,” Spider proclaimed. “Brownies are the answer!” “Brownies are always the answer,” Mirrie agreed. “Let’s go eat ourselves into the next-up size of clothing, OK?”

“Are you going to bed, or do you want to hang out for a while?” “We have some ice cream in the fridge and maybe some cake left that you guys came with. Maybe we can eat those?” I replied. “You still have the sweetest tooth.” “I know! But that’s where I get my sweetness from.” I giggled in a hushed way. “Then I have to feed you those sweets for the rest of our lives, so you will never run out of sweetness….” Rest of our lives. “Then I’ll grow big and diabetic.” “But at least you’re still sweet.”

Mj watched as a few rolled their eyes, but most nodded and went back about their own business. Mj looked toward the doorway as a slender male standing at the stove turned around and offered her a puffy square doughnut, “fresh beignet sher?” he asked and Mj stuffed both bottles into one hand as she greedily accepted the still warm cake. Mj brought the square confection up to her nose and inhaled its rich aroma before sinking her teeth into the delectably sweet and sticky bun. Mj groaned in pleasure through her bite and some of the surrounding pack members chuckled as what Mj assumed was the chef tipped his imaginary hat toward her, “anytime the assassin needs something sweet ya come find me s

“Come on. One more stall. Then we’ll head back.” I nodded, forcing a smile as she pulled me toward a stand of candied fruits. “Two of the honey ones,” Maddie said, passing a coin to the vendor. “And make them the big ones. My friend here needs the world’s biggest sugar rush.” I rolled my eyes but accepted the sticky treat when she handed it over. “If I go into a coma, I’m haunting you.” “Please do. The shop could use the publicity,” Maddie quipped. We laughed again, but the sound barely lingered before the wind shifted—cooler, sharper, carrying something uneasy. A shout echoed somewhere behind the stalls. Not loud, but strained.

he chuckled as he asked her. “I heard,” Scar said. “Mouse, this is more like an audition than anything else.” He said softly. “An audition for what?” she asked as she looked around. “To find the perfect baby.” He said. “What?” She asked as she met his eyes. “Your friend must be one if she was able to get you in here. It is a closed event.” He said. “A baby, you know sugar, baby.” “A sugar baby?” She asked. “Sweetheart, you know nothing about any of this, do you?” he asked, taking in her wide eyes.