Bloodrelations Stories

"I'm lost and tired of fighting. Scared of being harm. But when you came in my life, you gave me hope in finding the truth. Give me hope in getting back what's mine...

He was running. As fast as his mundane legs could carry him. The fire was spreading across the woods and the pungent smell of burning flesh was prominent as the remnants...

This is the first chapter to a short story I'm working on about the childhood of Bloody Mary (who, I would like to prove, was not quite so bloody as history portrays her...