Beautiful Carnage Novels & Stories

To make me bleed to death as vengeance for all the people killed by my kind? His eyes bored into mine, then his lips touched mine, stealing my breath away, and even though I was frightened, I could still feel his touch wakening a familiar hunger in the pit of my stomach as I gave into the kiss, but then before it even started, his lips left mine again. I watched a little dazed, as he drew blood from his own palm with his claws, then he stepped closer. There was slight compassion in his eyes, but almost immediately, they faded and his eyes were terrifyingly cold once again, then he placed his palm over my neck. PERCY

Blood gushed from the wound, and it crumpled to the ground. The cave reeked of blood and death. My breath came in sharp gasps as I surveyed the carnage. Four down, but the sound of shuffling feet echoed from deeper within the cave. The scent of fresh blood had drawn more of them. I wiped the sweat from my brow, gripping my dagger tighter. My eyes darted to the larger blade half-buried in the blood. I sprinted towards it, yanking it free just as the next wave of Tainted surged forward.

He was beyond control as he clawed Arnold's upper body from face to abdomen, blood sprouting onto him. “Enough, enough,” Anna said, hugging Carson from behind. “He's dead. We've won.” Carson shuddered within her embrace, gradually calming down. All around, I could hear the triumphant cries of victory from our pack. I looked around, taking in the aftermath of the chaotic battleground. Countless lifeless bodies lay sprawled on the ground in a pool of their own blood. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, and the moon cast a solemn glow over the scene.

Sin studies us both as we finally make it through the trees and find the clearing filled with an endless sea of red. Now that I have a clearer head, the sight is shocking. Some of the bodies have begun being removed, with drag marks evident, and a thick plume of smoke billowing off in the distance. “I’m still amazed that you were able to do all of this,” Sin looks both disgusted and in awe. “And with such ease. Would have made a great actiony-gore film.” “You were watching me?” Enzo’s head whipped to the right just as Colt stepped into the clearing, arms covered in deep crimson.

Even his feet seemed like someone cut them apart. Her eyes were no longer asking to see anything. The scenes horrified her soul. Anna started panicking when she heard a noise coming from behind the door. A black cat came out from there, and under the soles of those fellows, he made a cross sign using their own blood. She couldn't even utter a word, as if someone stole her voice away. Tears were flowing from her eyes like heavy rainfall. She silently watched everything, how the cat used his sharp claws to peel their skin off, and they had no power to scream.

All I could see were dead bodies, massacred bodies of girls drowning in their own blood. Those people whom I heard before were getting closer. I clenched my teeth and walked into that room filled with corpses and closed the door. I stood in the river of blood and shivered. All of the bodies were torn apart. Their flesh was shredded as if they were attacked by wild beasts. Then, I saw Carla lying in the corner of the room. I stepped closer while weeping. I knew she was dead. The skin on her neck was torn off as if she was savagely bitten. I crouched down and closed her still, lifeless eyes. I howled painfully. I could not understand how anyone could do something like that. How could they all

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like I was reborn in new and more powerful body. I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster's death. "You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?" I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack.

He is lying bare to me without trying to hide who he is anymore. Ah. I love him madly. He's all mine now. His light and darkness are mine, and I feel more powerful than I ever have. I laugh as I look at the pictures of the mutilated corpses. I could have been in those pictures too. I laugh hysterically as tears roll down my cheeks. "Amore..." he calls to me. My eyes fix on one particular image. I recognize it. That woman who had dragged herself to my feet so that she could take pieces of my children like one would throw groceries into the dirty plastic basket of a small neighborhood store.