What Is The Song Bloody Mary About Novels & Stories

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

Yang Xiao stared at the lady in red and said indifferently. Bloody Mary, the name of the cocktail. This cocktail was mixed with vodka, tomato juice, lemon slices, andqin roots. The bright red Persian juice looked like blood, so it was named after it. ‘Blood Mary’ was the name of a ghost, and it originated from a legend. This wine was very popular in underground pubs, and it was also known as ‘Wine-so-drunk’.

Mary took a deep puff at her cigarette and began singing, “The weather is nice, there’s a good view everywhere… Everything smells great, everything smells like flowers…” Her singing voice stood out starkly amidst the tense atmosphere, resulting in gaining the attention of everyone there. They seemed upset. Sensing that, Cain hastily tugged at Mary’s arm. “Stop singing, please. Everyone is agitated. Do you want to get punished again?” Mary sneered but kept quiet. After all, she still felt intimidated by Xyla’s bodyguards. Right after that, one of the bodyguards walked up to Mary, aiming his gun at her head. Mary shuddered and looked at him. “Wh-what are you doing?”

Then I regained courage and rushed back to the mansion. As I arrived, I saw Mary on the floor, bleeding. I screamed and rushed to her side. She had been shot in her lower abdomen and was bleeding profusely. She was lifeless, as I couldn't hear her heartbeat. I dug my teeth into her elbow and injected my venom into her bloodstream. She still didn't wake up, and she was dead already. Solomon came to my side and placed a hand on my shoulder. I stood up quickly and turned to face him. He could see the pain in the tears that washed my cheeks.

Mary murmured, but her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. Nyxoria stepped closer, her heart hammering in her chest. "Mary, if you truly had no choice, you should have told me. I trusted you so much. Why would you—" "I am sorry, Nyxoria," Mary cut in, her voice barely above a whisper. "I had no other option… I was forced to do this to you, to betray you. If you can forgive me in your heart one day, I will be happy." Before anyone could react, Mary suddenly began choking. Blood spilled from her lips, staining her dress as her body convulsed violently. Within moments, she collapsed to the ground, completely still.

"We've seen them too the things in the distance. Watching." Mary shuddered. "Demons, angels, I don't care what they are if they're walking here, we're already in Hell." No one argued and after dinner I helped Mary wash out a few canteens using filtered rainwater. She hummed quietly under her breath an old song, I thought, something about mercy and light. I believe I've heard it before but I couldn't remember where. "You've got fight in you," she said suddenly. I looked up. "What makes you say that?"

Mary went out & got a lighter as the guards cruelly held him down as he screams in fear. Mary came back with a lighter. Bob cries out "Mary, why do you have that? What's that for? A- A ritual or something?" Mary slowly SET FIRE TO BOB'S SCALP AND THEN DROVE HER FIST INTO HIS ARMPIT like lightning. Mary left the scene saying "Put his head out, girls." Then The women pulled him to a pool outside & dropped him into it. They just... Cruelly threw him in. Both guards were picked due to being psychopathic.

"That woman was insane! She almost strangled Miss Chloe!" "The old hag died trying to scam you. These crooks have no shame!" Listening to them, Liam's face turned dark. “The two of them? Show me.” Chloe immediately pulled Liam through the crowd, pointing at Mary and me. “Darling, it’s these two bitches!” Liam’s gaze followed her finger to Mary’s body on the floor. Then, it shifted to me—beaten, bloody, and pathetic. A flash of disgust crossed his eyes. He spat the words out like they were poison.

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.

We were intimately positioned, and if my life were an erotic novel, Jackson would’ve eased the skirt of my gown up and— “Are you okay, Imani?” Mary asked, bursting my erotic daydream bubble. “I’m fine.” “Are you sure? You look a little feverish,” she said, pressing her palm against my hand. “You never told me the name of that vampire soap opera you can’t seem to get enough of,” I said, hoping to distract her. I relaxed when I realized it worked moments later when she dragged me through the house. “It’s called Bleed With Me. You’ll love it!”