Ah Sweet Man-made Horrors Novels & Stories

The moon was high, but the thick smog of the industrial district kept the world in a perpetual, grimy twilight. “I’m in the mainframe. Give me thirty seconds,” Somito’s voice crackled in his ear, sounding distant and focused. “I’m bypassing the secondary encryption on the manifests. Nomo, this isn't just blood. The weight-logs for these crates are all wrong. They’re shipping something heavy. Something organic, but way denser than a human body.”

What he saw is something he will never be able to unsee ever in his life. Pu! Tom belched. Bones, rotten skins, dismembered heads, revolving dead eyes, disfigured mouths and a heap of rotten flesh mangled and mingled with each other. "Enehera sanctum desecreto El fuego. Ranapium scosa de lirium e fructum! " The man's hand sawyed like he was conducting an orchestra as he sang. "Whooom!"

Janette and my father let out ripples of passion that make me feel sick. It sickens me that she's being so easily deceived by him, and it sickens me that she's being manipulated by that hypocrite, someone who would kill members of his pack for having carnal relations with another's mated or a human but who bites out of the same acts himself simply because he can and there's no one who can stop him. My room falls into subdued darkness and a gem-like object hovers in the space in front of me, just at the same level with my eyes and glowing with a faint blue color.

Have a nice day son. Shit! The greeting at the end made the text even more threatening. This guy really gave me psycho vibes.

I like that thinking about those eyes, it takes me out a little of the stress and the constant fear that I feel every day, it is a strange novelty to my life because I had never felt physically attracted to anyone, but that man attracts me and a lot, he has something in him that unsettles me, I do not know if it is all his beauty, his powerful aura or the way he looks at me, that nothing else should produce fear in me, but it is not so with his look causes other sensations that I find it hard to understand. And that at the same time terrifies me to discover, I don't have time for these things, I know I can't get unfocused from my objective thinking about this man and wanting to get close to

Scarlett stated as she looked at the disgusting pair. “You married into this life, child. Do you think he married you because of you?” his father chuckled at her. Scar turned away to look for Maverick when a pair of strong arms wrapped around her arms and pulled her. A ball of fabric was shoved into her mouth so she couldn’t scream. They were already on the side of the room when the man ducked down and went into a hallway. Scar closed her eyes to the thought of what was going to happen next. She was kicking at the other man.

Joy, sorrow, anger, despair—all those emotions were nothing but distractions—luxuries he couldn't afford. A man like him… He supposed he was more of a perfect robot than a human. After all, what was he other than the machine created single-handedly by his family in order to inherit the family business? He could perfect a great many things, and none of those would be remotely flawed. Everyone he knew, and everyone else who knew him, had nothing but praise for him. And he'd never really questioned how wrong his upbringing or his life had been. That was until he met Larissa.

Mom stood to go look for medicine for me I saw as Dad's face kept darken every passing minute I took a deep breath and relax 'Skylar let's see who's going to hell' I flashed a small smile

I was good ten minutes away from that man I could feel it , He would come find me . A car light flashed across my eyes making me blind of seconds . The car door opened as I heard footsteps . I crawled back but was grabbed by my arm . Screaming and struggling became a reflex . But I heard a familiar voice . " Hey ! Shut you goddamn mouth up " That man , " Kill me , just kill me please " I heard his chuckle .