Novel & Cerita The House That Dripped Blood Movie

It was a really chaotic place to be in as a lot more families also get their share of blood being distributed. In all the ruckus, we had managed to get our fair share, just in time to make an early return home. In a haste to get out of the crowded area, Dennis; the name of the vampire I accompanied, tripped over a rock sending the rather large paper bag which held the packaged blood into the air.

DAISY POV Blood dripped from my face onto the cold concrete floor. Drop… after drop… after drop. Warm and sticky, it slid down my cheek, tracing a slow path along my jaw before soaking into the collar of my shirt. The metallic scent filled my nose, thick and nauseating. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I stared at the spreading red spots, my vision blurring with tears. I slowly lifted my eyes and looked at Diesel. There was pure shock written across his face. His storm-gray eyes were wide, locked on the blood covering me. For a terrifying second, the whole room seemed to freeze. Then he muttered, his voice rough and low, almost broken:

Blood from my nose had run past my lips and chin, smearing across my cheeks and ears. The front of my shirt had long since lost its original color. It was soaked through with blood. The pool beneath me had spread to Derrick’s shoes, sticky and dark. “Harriet?” Derrick’s voice trembled. He called my name again. “Harriet?” Mom had been celebrating Sheila’s safe return. When she saw Derrick storm toward the storage room, she followed him. The sight before her made her scream. She covered her mouth and staggered back a step. Dad had been comforting the frightened Sheila. After hearing the commotion, he rushed over as well.

The black SUV purred along the winding road as the sun dipped below the hills. I sat in the back between Noah and Marcus, wearing exactly what they had ordered — a short white sundress with nothing underneath. No bra, no panties. The cool AC kept brushing against my bare pussy, keeping me constantly wet. Marcus drove with one hand on the wheel, while Noah’s fingers lazily teased between my thighs the entire drive, never letting me cum. By the time we reached the private lakeside villa, I was trembling with need.

“Dragging this piece of shit into the house… what the fuck were you thinking?” I held the door open wider, my heart pounding as Noah carried him across the threshold. Blood dripped onto the floor in slow, dark drops, leaving a trail from the driveway all the way into the foyer. I winced at the mess but didn’t say anything. Now wasn’t the time.

He watched as soldiers tore into our homes, shooting and killing every living creature. “Mama, we can’t stay here” I cried. We knew we couldn’t put up with hiding anymore but where do we run to? Every path seems to have been torn to shreds, every direction creating a wind of confusion. We had not expected such dawn. The rains came down heavily as their lorries landed, the soldiers released gunshots into the air sending terror to varying homes. I peered out through the window to watch the confusing scenario unfold in my eyes. They dragged out a specific family and knelt them in front of their house, tied their hands and shot them dead. My heart skipped into my mouth, this was not the normalcy

He liberated her as she was left out of oxygen. "This time you would be punished to hell. You won't forget who I am." Aaron said as he inserted his canines inside her neck. She screamed at the pain as he was draining her blood mercilessly causing her to arch her back. She started punching him but he didn't budge. After draining her blood from the jugular vein he without any warning inserted his canines in the crook of her, where it pained the most. She started feeling dizziness but he wasn't ready to stop. He was taking out his hatred and revenge.

In one swift and big bite, without an ounce of hesitation, blood quickly stained the arena and a pained cry was heard throughout. It was unsettling how indifferent he was to spill blood that was just like his. His family’s blood. I do wonder if he still has a heart past all that murderous intent.