The House That Drips Blood On Alex Novels & Stories

“I saw her myself. She’s the one who stole from us tonight. Alison Roman is M.......” Before he could finish, a deafening gunshot rang out. Alex staggered, his eyes wide with shock as blood spread across his chest. His knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the carpet. Standing behind him, gun in hand, was Alexis. “Alex!” Evelyn’s voice was sharp, though she didn’t rise from her seat. Alexis tilted her head, her expression a mixture of defiance and satisfaction. “He was a liability, Mother. You’ve said it yourself.” Alex coughed, blood staining his lips as he struggled to look up at Evelyn. “I... I was loyal...”

It's been a week since the day Alexa went MIA on Mercedes. That day, Alexa told her everything about her nightmare. Although it was a nightmare, Alexa knew better than just to dismiss it as such. She told Mercedes the horrific possible future she saw. Drakoen was too powerful and, in the end, he killed everyone. Blood spilled everywhere and people dropped like ants. The sky was crimson red and Mercedes was crying in despair. Drakoen made her watch everyone she loved die right before her. Alexa told her everything.

It suits who she has become. Sarah has been with me all day, and now we are in my office, Alex standing before us as he has come to tell us the news about the people that he has captured “Elder Stephano. His house is empty. Looks like he fled hours ago early in the morning.” My jaw clenches and I make a feast. I control myself not to bang on the table.. "He knew we were coming. He sacrificed his own daughter to save himself. Bastard.” "But we got the sorceress," Alex continues. "She's in the dungeons now."

I tried to hold off anyone who got close to the seal, but there were too many of them. “Alex!” Brianna screamed, and I saw a demon blood in front of her. He had a grin on his face and Brianna looked terrified of him. Alex swore and lunged at the man. He tackled him and they rolled off into the dark. Brianna watched with fear as they disappeared.

I stare at the space between us, at the shards of sharp glass reflecting the light of the aurora spilling through the windows and the soft amber haze of a floor lamp in the corner of the room, but then the glass darkens, turning inky and sticky with an oozing crimson liquid my mind doesn’t immediately comprehend. “I’m going to pick you up,” Alex says cautiously, tucking two fingers under my cheek to force me to look up directly into his eyes. “I can walk to the door. I don’t know why I–” “You’re bleeding. You dropped onto your knees directly into a pile of glass.”

That's why I offered my blood to Frey. "If you're afraid of hurting me, I'll take my blood out and put it in a glass," I said rashly. I moved to get a knife and a cup of glass. When I was about to slice my arm with a knife to draw blood for him, Frey stopped me immediately. Frey nervously said, “May I suck it straight from your body?” "Yes, of course."

“Ohh—ohh--- my God! Ohhh-my—God------“Alex was saying as he was struggling to lift Vivian up. He carried her tightly with his two hands, assisted himself to get up from the floor and leaving the place. He was climbing the stairs down in slow motion, looking like a insanity person. Tears were dropping from his eyes like rain. Vivian’s hair was dragging on Alex’s hand; the gown on her was soaked with blood. Her two hands dropped down involuntarily like a dead person. The security men that ran inside to bundle Alex too hold back. They were astounded. There was soundproof in the house, so they didn’t know or hear anything. Also, the maids had been sent an errand by Ryan.

I clapped my trembling hand over my neck, but hot, slick crimson was already pouring through my fingers, pooling onto the floorboards. I pressed down as hard as I could, desperate to stop the bleeding, but it was useless. I was losing too much, too fast. “Your primary blood bag, sire,” the voice answered from the doorway. He slowly turned his head back down toward me, his demonic red eyes locking onto my bleeding neck. A dangerous snarl curled his lips. “You interrupted my meal, Alex,” he said, his voice terrifyingly calm. Alex immediately dropped to his knees, his forehead hitting the floor in submission. “Forgive me, sire. I did not mean to disrupt you.”

I could sense the heat radiating out of alexs face due to embarrassment. “Fine. give it to me.” he said. Finally falling for my trap. "Here you go," I said, holding out the vial. "Take this and you eont have to kill me anymore. You can drink my blood without any problems." Alex's eyes lit up with greed as he reached for the vial. But as soon as his fingers touched it, I let go, letting it fall to the ground and shatter. "What have you done?" he yelled, his face contorting in anger.