Blood Gulch Blues Novels & Stories

Screams rang out behind him. Gildeon turned just in time to see Ghulik tearing through them like a nightmare. Jagged teeth clamped down on necks, blood spurting in thick arcs. Chunks of flesh ripped free before most of them even realized what hit them. Some dropped to the ground, clutching their open bellies. Intestines slipped out, then vanished, devoured mid-scream. Ghulik’s crimson eyes gleamed, glossier than Gildeon liked. Veins bulged around his eyes, dark red and pulsing under his gray skin. He was edging toward a full-blown rampage.

In fact, it was indeed true that Tyr did not think highly of Gul’s identity as a third-generation descendent of a collateral line of the Windsor family. “You are behind what happened to Blue Sky Entertainment?” asked Gul. Tyr nodded and admitted without hesitation, “That’s right.” “Very well.” Gul was too lazy to fool around with Tyr. He beckoned towards the side, and one of his servants immediately handed him a gun, which he then raised and pointed at Tyr. “I don’t know where the hell you get your courage from. You even dared to come to my house to personally provoke me, but I don’t have much patience to deal with you. Whoever you are, since you’re here today, don’t even think of leaving al

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Besides, Gunner looked like shit, what with the bruises from his mishap now fully formed and highly colorful. The intended effect of Gunner as a psychopathic brawler was damn near perfected by the spectacular bruising running down the side of his face. A mix of ugly yellow-purple stain ran down his left side. It reached from the top of his temple to the edge of his cheekbone. And it had spread quite nicely into his left eye, changing color while bleeding along his lower eyelashes and creating the effect of teal eyeliner. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Khyle chuckled to himself and noticed Gunner frown. How could he stay mad at him when he looked so beaten up? Let him have his silly

"I know they're going to kill me." My blood ran cold. She continued speaking. "If anyone finds this..." The audio suddenly distorted. A loud screech echoed from the speakers. The screen glitched repeatedly. Brooks tried adjusting the volume. "Come on..." The picture returned for barely two seconds. "...tell Joel..." The video cut off. Just like that, with the black screen and nothing else..Brooks immediately replayed it. Same result, the file ended there. Neither of us moved, finally I broke the silence.

Staring after the woman as she turned slowly. Only as Sandra began to shrink from the doorframe did Blue collapse into a small, orange heap. Cheek throbbing where it had been clawed at by glass. Warm as she surrendered to silent tears. Throat swollen shut. Stomach seized tense with muffled sobs. And as she yelled, she screamed the words with the savage call she’d thus far done well to quiet. “You lot and your fucking money!” —

He knew the kind of monster his Lord was. Even in the darkened room, he could still see what was happening before him, since he was a night creature. The red thread and the coffin began fading into nothingness, revealing the two people floating in the air while still embraced together. What could be heard in the darkness was the humming and cracking of bones, as though a body was remolding. The sound was eerily creepy and nerve-wracking, but not for someone like Butler Thomas — to him, the sound was like music to his ears.

Nibbling and grazing the golden neck. "Then.. Don’t. Now that I can’t, but if I could I would love to die in your arms" . Callum said, losing himself in Stephen’s arms. The moon was at its peak. Full Blue moon like Stephen eyes that had turned red. He placed his lips on the pulsing vein before barring his teeth. Callum felt a sting and then all he could feel was a frenzy, a euphoria. He now knew why Stephen felt excited offering him his blood.

The cold rays of the moon peeked through the spine leaves of BlackIris forest. BlackIris, an impenetrable forest known for its darkness along with the buried secrets imbibed in it. A quiet and soothing river named Fairy Tears that stream in the heart of the forest functions as a wood barrier between two natural elevations Ardna Chirig and Ayruzglow.

With my trembling hands, I grabbed the handle of the door, and it had just opened when Bell's scream froze us. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned back only to see her pale face with widened eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands and panicked. We followed her gaze and stared at the sink. The sight I saw sent chills down my spine. Blood was flowing instead of water from the tap, which had blown us all away. I choked in the air as she showed us the blood across her lips. "I told you, Bell. But still, you didn't listen to me."

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.