Beautiful Carnage Mga Nobela at Kwento

‎Bright illuminative lights reflected on the stage as the crowd yelled and screamed with every changing light. ‎Blue,green, red , yellow...all reflected on the glass I was holding as the floor vibrated in sync with the speakers blasting music. ‎Friday nights are usually the busiest because people are starting their weekend off. So, all the men you could think of cowered at the stage gawking as the girls moved sultry. ‎"All you Gentlemen....." The announcer's voice echoed through the speakers "let's give it up for ja.....ja....ja..... Jazmine!!!!!!!" The crowd went insane as my eyes lifted staring into the dark corner of the stage.

Shoot me now. I neared the bookstorewith a face that I already knew was red from how furiously I was blushing, and by the time I opened the doors, I knew that this encounter would go down in history, I internally groaned at how embarrassed I was, that was until I stepped through and the doors were shut behind me. He was right there like he said he would be. The only term to describe this, Locked in.

I was so engrossed in my punishment that I didn't realise my hands were on his neck . He couldn't breathe, even though he wanted too... " S ...sir". Somehow that word came out, and I was able to realise what I was doing on time.. Because he was starting to loose his colour and it wouldn't matter of i killed him or not, one obstacle adverted right?.. After torturing him, I came back home. And I was able to get a name and try to understand what was happening. Lucas was back from work and there was something wrong with him..

His muscles coiled with tension, every nerve primed for the imminent clash that was about to unfold. The attack was sudden and fierce, a whirlwind of teeth and claws that clashed in the dead of night. The air was filled with snarls and growls, a symphony of violence that painted the darkness in shades of crimson. Ethan fought with a primal ferocity, his instincts guiding every move, every strike. He was wounded, blood seeping from his side, but his determination burned brighter than the pain.

Calmar’s right hand open with a wicked knife. With a vigorous twist, he spread open the man’s skin, exposing pinkish, bleeding flesh. Mr. Calmar spluttered a muffled scream in horror while I designed the floor with vomit that perfectly projected out of my soul.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

Making another scream to resonate. The blood falling from his wound, reminding her of all the blood of innocents this man has drawn. All the atrocities he has committed. Pulling the rooted knife out, the man almost forgot to breathe. Tears of insufferable pain falling down from his eyes. She doesn't feel pity, instead cleaning the blood on the blade with his clothes. She squats down, staring at his scrunched up face. Trailing the corner of the blade down the trail of his tears. "Hmm where will you like your retribution James?"

Many people assumed that she will end up with him and kept on commenting that writer always do this and that. I would only prefer you to remember I don't do injustice with my characters. Rose will suffer but if Harry went overboard with his cruelty he will regret as well. There is always a limit to everything. But if he did something which is not acceptable for even revenge then he will indeed face the consequences as well. Moreover, there is a tag and also mentioned in the disclaimer about 'Violence and Cruel' for a reason. This story is heavily dark. And there is violence and a lot of cruelty from the Male lead side. And if you can't handle go read the tags and also the warnings before con

It was the smell of a slaughterhouse, dropped into the heart of a billionaire’s sanctuary. The moon, cold and indifferent, cast long, distorted shadows across the lawn. Twisted fragments of what was once a reinforced transport vehicle littered the manicured grass like the bones of some metallic beast. Shards of ballistic glass glittered like cruel diamonds amidst the carnage. And the bodies… the bodies were the worst part. They lay contorted in the unnatural postures of violent death, their forms caught somewhere between man and beast, a grotesque testament to the battle that had just concluded. One lay with its neck snapped at an impossible angle, its lupine face frozen in a silent snarl. A