Bleeding Love Novels & Stories

"Look at them! By the time Caitlin was brought into the OR, the internal bleeding in her abdominal cavity had already exceeded 2,000cc! "If the delivery blood bags hadn't been signed out, if we could have started a transfusion right from the beginning, we could have at least saved her! "But the blood bank told us you pulled the supply to serve as a backup for a patient with a minor scrape." Chad's legs gave out, and his knees crashed hard against the desk, but he felt none of the pain. His mind was entirely flooded with the image of me lying in that pool of blood last night. Those eyes staring up at him were devoid of hatred. They were filled only with a quiet surrender.

His lips parted, and he whispered in a tone so low, so dangerously sharp, that only she could hear it. "You're trembling, my sweet wife. And your perfume..." He took a slow, deliberate breath, inhaling the scent of her skin. "Vanilla? My file said Kendra only wears French jasmine. Tell me... are you afraid of a blind man? Or are you afraid of me finding out who you really are?" Avery’s eyes widened in sheer horror. Before she could even gasp, Damien pulled back, a ghost of a cold, knowing smirk playing on his lips, and pressed his lips firmly to hers.

Elena took a step back, her glass-like skin catching the pale moonlight as tears she shouldn't be capable of shedding welled in her eyes. "But at the exact same time... from the very second you walked into that lecture hall, I have been completely, utterly ruined by you. I have loved both men and women across decades, but I have never felt a gravity like yours. I didn't care about the project. I care about you. I am completely, terrifyingly in love with you, Maya. And that is exactly why I have to leave." Maya stood entirely frozen, her mind spinning as the impossible truth of Elena's words settled into her skin.

I take my time this time, dragging my mouth over him, watching every reaction, every shift. He reaches for me, desperate. “Too much,” he cries. His eyes filled with tears. I groan loudly. He is such a pretty crier. “Stay still,” I warn quietly. “Or I make it worse.” He does, his head falling back into the pillow as he bites his lips, his back arching So freaking obedient. Everything blurs into heat and movement and the sound of his whines. I lose track of time. I lose track of everything. Everything but him.

Mine bleeds, red drops falling onto the white carpet. We press our bleeding palms together. The bond flares between us. Hot and electric and overwhelming. The mark on my neck, the bite he gave me weeks ago, throbs in response, burning like a brand. I gasp. Tyler's hand tightens on mine. The bond has always been there. But this is different. Stronger. More permanent. I can feel him. Not just his hand in mine. But his presence. His heartbeat. His emotions bleeding into mine. Love and fear. Relief and determination.

I was standing as a bridesmaid at the wedding of the man I once loved—nothing more than a prop to make his new bride happy. Then, I was pushed onto the stage. Roxanne linked her arm through mine, smiling sweetly. "Gabby, haven't you noticed the way everyone's looking at you?" she whispered, her voice laced with provocation. That was when I realized all the men were staring at my chest and waist. Their eyes crawled over me, lewd and filthy. A beat later, Roxanne added with a smug smile, "Clint didn't want anyone gossiping about me, so he shifted all the attention to you. The video he mentioned last night? He's already uploaded it. It's got over 100 thousand views!"

But I did have something I could share with her that could get her thinking. “Can I tell you a secret that only Pat and Lisa know about?” I whispered, watching her carefully. She nodded slowly. “I found my mate already.” Her eyes went wide and she jumped up. “How?! Your birthday isn't until almost two weeks?! Who?!” I put my fingers to my lips gently shushing. “Sshh I want it to stay a secret, calm down. I think the reason why I can tell early is because of my Alpha blood. And I can tell because of the way she makes me feel now and the way she smells.”

I bring my lips to his ears. "I promise I'll get help baby. Stay in there. I love you." I whispered for him only. "Okay okay enough with the love shit. Hurry up, stop the bleeding so he can awaken for our fun." Shelly grumbles. I bite my lip so I'd not tell her anything she'd not like. I nod pulling away from Blake and lifting up his white shirt. Tears filled my eyes as I saw the wound. It was bleeding nonstop and I was afraid it was fatal.

Only by looking at them you can start real hell. I was hearing all this but still I can’t say I was a believer. Everything unfolded so fast that I don’t have time to process as I would have liked. But I must admit that I am intrigued. - What is that feeling you are talking about? - Love! - Love? But that is supposed to be a beautiful feeling. How can it be destructive?

Love Always, Haley’