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There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.
“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.”"
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Corin waited in his study until Hanna came in
“Master he is done now.”
“Ok Hanna,.” Corin walk out of the study, heading for the west tower wing Corin was soon at Romingos door Blye ran up to corrin with a strange package stained with blood
He handed to Corin then left
Corin opens the door to find Romingo on the floor covered in blood “Romingo.” Corin said while closing quietly. Corin w...
Romingo paced around his chamber the door was locked he knew the reason why but it couldn’t be helped, they still feared him
Not Corin of course but the others would fear him Romingo whimpered again as somthing in his body lurched, he fell to the ground trembling. the smell of blood slowly started to override his thoughts he felt his body shift as he lost his mind
Romingo paced the floors on ...
There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.
“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.”
Elena held up her red hands, her long brown hair pulled into a ponytail.
It was midnight, or it was when Elena woke up my family. That could have been hours ago, all I knew was that there was blood on Elena’s hands. A lot.
“What happened,” my mother asked, hiding a warm cup of hot chocolate in her hands. She seems awa...
My brother ushers me to the ambulance as my partner who I’ve known since their rookie year breathes a sigh of relief. It was so great. Everyone around us couldn’t tell where it ended and the shaking from his head to his toes began. I saw tears even from the bus on the other side of the scene....
There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.
“I’m fine. It’s not my blood” I hurried to clear up any misconceptions of the red substance dripping from my head.
“But it’s MINE” Lyla gasped beside me.
Everyone hurried over and started fussing. What a drama queen.
I rolled my eyes as people brought over bandages and disinfectant to treat the hole in Lyla’s shoulder.
“Was she shot?”
“This...
There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.
“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.”
“We know but the floor!”
“Your sister is covered in blood and you’re worried about the floor.”
“She’s all right she’s a tough nut but the floor is expensive.”
“But all that blood.”
“Im fine and I got the herbs you wanted you nerd. I did get in some trouble with some trolls but it’s not my fault a rock somehow fell on ...
That did not help anything, said the look on my friend, Erica’s face. She’s right of course, I am lying down at the bottom of the stairs with blood on my clothes.
“Then who’s is it? And why did you fall down the stairs?” Erica shouted at me.
“I was practicing teleporting blood when I accidentally summoned a large bag of blood.” I called back. “It was so heavy it knocked me down the stairs, then ...
I had a splatter of red liquid oozing down my face, dripping down my shirt and slowly seeping into my torn jeans. And there was the bullet hole in my forehead. It wasn’t what it looked like.
Unless it looked like I had defied my parents orders, again, and attended MakeupCon instead of spending the day with my prissy cousins getting ready for the stuffed-shirts party my parents were hosting. In wh...
There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.
“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.” Frank said, looking at the puddle he almost tripped and fell into. He had landed next to it with a loud BANG! His head hurt a lot, but he was fine. Right?
“Who’s is it then?” Issac asked, concern clearly written on his face. He reached down to help Frank up. Lauren, Issac’s sister, stood behind him and reached for h...
The old worn down stone house was the result of war, long abandoned and unloved. The woman looked up through the roofless home into the night, stars being another source of light. Loud crunching surrounded her, the others in the group looked around. They were here for something, she wasnt told what, not that it mattered. She was here to do a job and get her gold, plan and simple. The young girl st...
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