“[S]he was in a pretty crazy place, screaming and waving the bucket-knife around, spattered with blood from head to toe. Lee was… — Max Barry Copy Share Image
“Damn, girl. You are a kinky fuck." I glanced down. The sheet was spattered with blood, my skin covered with dried red… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“so full of life and activity, was the sky-line of that accursed city, lurid and spattered with blood (93)” — Émile Zola Copy Share Image
“I whirled on him. He was spattered with blood, breathing hard, head down, eyes narrowed, and fury was rolling off him in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image