Blood Stained

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**Possible trigger warnings:

- Low grade BDSM (Spanking with belt)

- man v woman violence

- violence, blood and gore

- sexual violence (not rape)

If you believe any of these topics may upset you, please do not read this book. This book is very special to me, and I am quite proud of it. It has not been written to trigger or upset anyone so I’d rather you not read it if you think any of these topics will have this result for you.

This book is also FANTASY! It isn’t real and the majority of the time we aren’t talking about humans making human decisions. Please keep this in mind before you tear my characters to shreds in your comments. Peace.

Thank you XX SJ

This book has been proofread (by me) but not edited. Sorry in advance for any annoying mistakes that may pop up. Please don’t give negatives reviews in regard to spelling/grammar - it is UNEDITED!

Quinn

I held my phone to my ear, and at that exact moment, my whole world stopped. It was crazy how the simple action of answering a call could change everything that I had ever known.

Mere seconds ago, I’d been a nineteen-year-old girl from Atlas with a loving family, a beautiful home, and my whole life ahead of me. Skip ahead to now and suddenly, at this moment, I was an orphan.

“Did you hear me, Quinn?!” My best friend’s shrill voice came through the other end of the line.

I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t answer. My heart was racing and all I could muster was a small nod of my head even though I knew she couldn’t see me.

“Quinn. Quinn, are you still there? Did you even hear me?”

I cleared my throat and licked my lips, the taste of salt on my tongue alerting me to the tears I didn’t even know I’d been crying. Sniffing, I wiped the back of my sleeve over my face and let out a shaky breath.

“Yes Cami, I heard you,” I whispered.

Cami inhaled and let it out slowly “What are you going to do? You can’t go home, the police are everywhere...obviously...” She trailed off and I knew she was watching my house as she spoke.

“Does anyone know you’re there?” I asked, hoping she hadn’t made her presence known.

“Of course not. I ran here as soon as I got your text but it was too late—Oh Quinn! I’m so sorry, there was nothing I could do so I just legged it. Literally, two minutes later the cops rocked up, I don’t know how they knew, I certainly didn’t call them.”

I felt a chill run through my body as every hair stood on end. I shivered, knowing exactly who called them. I knew who would want the police involved. Police meant media and media meant there would be no way I could escape knowing what this sick bastard had done to my only remaining family.

I’d grown to learn that there were evil people in this world and not just evil people, but evil things. My parents were...different, they had beliefs and raised me to be as open-minded as I could be to all the different beliefs out there. There were beings who walked amongst us, part animal-part human. I had never come across such beings, as far as I knew, but my parents made sure I was educated as to who they were and who I could and couldn’t trust.

The monster that killed my parents was one such being.

I felt bile rise in my throat and I struggled to swallow it back down. No doubt my parent’s end had been brutal, no doubt it had been bloody, no doubt they’d suffered unnecessarily just because they were associated with me…

A sob escaped my lips and I quickly wiped away the new tears that ran down my face. I wasn’t going to ask Cami how they were killed, the longer I kept that image out of my head the better.

“Quinn, honey. I’m sorry I wasn’t there with—”

“What? So he could kill you too!? No Cami, I’m glad you weren’t there. There would have been nothing you could have done. I should have been there, I should have known better, he was always going to find me.”

The tears were coming thick and fast now. I could feel my chest tightening, my legs shaking and my face numb with pins and needles. Mum and Dad were gone. They were gone.

Leaning back against the brick wall for support, I slowly slid my weight down until I was sitting on the ground, my knees firmly held against my body.

“Where are you, babe? Let me come to you, you shouldn’t be alone right now,” Cami cried.

No, alone is exactly where I should be. This would have never happened if I hadn’t gone back to my parents. They would still be alive. It was my fault they were dead and I would have to live with that for the rest of my life. Cami didn’t know the extent of the trouble I was in. She knew I had a dark secret and she knew I had been running from a horrible man for the last six years...but she didn’t know that he wasn’t actually a man at all.

“You can’t come to find me Cami, promise me you won’t ever come looking for me,” I whispered into the phone.

“Quinn, don’t do this,” Cami whined.

I knew she was crying which made this even harder. If Cami came to find me then she would end up the same as my parents, or worse. The bile rose in my throat again.

“Goodbye Cami, thanks for everything—” I struggled to get the last word out as I lowered my phone from my ear.

Cami yelled at me on the other end but it didn’t matter what she had to say...I couldn’t see her again. I couldn’t risk her life.

I hung up the phone and put it on the ground next to me. What was I going to do? I didn’t have any of my personal belongings with me, everything was back at the house and I knew I couldn’t go back there. Not that he would think for a second that I was stupid enough to go back now, but I still couldn’t risk it. I stood up slowly, my legs still weak, and took a deep breath.

Breathe Quinn, we have done this before. We can do it again.

I looked down at my phone as it rang and vibrated on the concrete, Cami’s name flashing on the screen. I knew she wouldn’t let me go that easily. Lifting my foot, I set it back down, crushing my phone underneath.

“Goodbye Cami,” I whispered under my breath.

Kicking what was left of the mobile under a nearby hedge, I pulled my coat tighter around my body. It was cold and getting dark, I needed to get moving.

For six years I had been running. Six years.

When I’d received the call from my mother, three months ago, saying that it was finally safe to return home, I was elated. Part of me knew it was too good to be true but the other part just wanted to see my Mum and Dad so bad, regardless of the risk.

My parents told me, at a very young age, that I was special and something precious. I always just took it as the ramblings of parents who thought their only daughter was the apple of their eye, but as I grew older, I knew they meant something else. Whatever this special thing was about me, it was enough to have some psychopath hunt me down for the past nineteen years and have me on the run for the past six.

Now it was time to run again, but this time I would never be able to stop. I had to change my name. I had to be someone else. I could never be Quinn Roberts again.

6 years ago...

“Mum, I have to leave!” I screamed as I pulled my arm from my mother’s grasp.

My bags were already packed, they had been for weeks, but I hadn’t mustered the courage to leave.

Until now.

“Quinn, let us come too! If you just wait a few more days…let us sort a few things out. We are a family!” Mum cried.

She was a mess, violently sobbing as she tried to grab my bag in a frantic attempt to stop me. Mum was a stunning woman with long black hair that stopped just above her waist. She was tiny but fierce. She had these big brown eyes that drew you in and looked straight into your soul. She was my rock; she and Dad were my everything.

I pulled the bag away from her, and the hurt in her eyes nearly killed me as she looked at me, pleading with me.

“No Mum! You two will only slow me down. I need to do this by myself. It’s not you that he is after, it’s me! This is my life we are talking about! Do you want to get me killed?”

I knew this would wound her. I blinked back the tears as Mum gasped at my hurtful words. She took a step back and placed a trembling hand over her mouth, shaking her head. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I needed to go now. He would track me here if I stayed any longer, and Mum and Dad wouldn’t stand a chance.

“I’m sorry, Mum. It’s just the way it has to be.” I turned to face her as I walked out the front door. “Tell Dad I’m sorry and that I love him. I love you both.”

I didn’t give her time to reply as I slammed the door behind me, her wails as I walked away from the house gutting me to the core. It wasn’t just a house I was walking away from, but everything I had ever known.