Cannibal Novelas e Histórias

The carcass and cadavers served as the food of ravens while the people who barely survived the famine were dying in hunger, craving for a single drop of water to quench their thirsts, the children were stricken with malnutrition, their parents barely eating till their bones were sticking on their skins. Draped in a red cloak, Morrigan watches her people in horror. The reek of decaying dead bodies lurking around the borders. “How bad was it?” She asked Colfre, who is also observing the whole place. She walked further but as she went further the piles of bodies around her scared her of what she might see as she went to the far end of the border. Bodies of young children pile up together with t

Lola went to the breakfast buffet and the waiter asked, “Some nice avocado and egg toast for the lady?” Lola frowned at him, “Fuck no. Save that garbage, I want eggs, beans, sausage, bacon, toast, and chocolate croissants.” The waiter hesitated, “Female wolves need to be healthy and fertile according to our rules. So, they can only choose between a smoothie, avocado toast, and oats.” Lola walked closer and said in a sweet tone, “I don’t think alpha Grey would be happy to hear that you denied his mate the food she wanted. So be a good boy giving me the food I ordered, and you can stick that avocado toast in a place the light never shines.”

” "I heard the glacier is healthy... cannibals." Kell laughed. "really?" I heard the islanders eat each other. There is too little food on these small islands. "There's always fish and killer whale meat," Ragnar spat. He was angry because he was accused of cannibalism. On the other hand, it condemned Kiel to some extent, but what rights did it violate? In the dark he laughed at the irony of their legend. their ignorance. "But you're right about the valley," Kjells said. “You have a bad feeling about it. "What do you want to say?" 'I do not know. Something makes my flesh crawl. It's like something is following us," he said. "A wo

I was petrified, I slowly walked backward as its yellow and black eyes gazed at me hungrily. "Aren't you going to tell me, scrumptious?" It mocked me. As it slowly crept upon me. I suddenly spotted Alpha Deucalion behind me, ready for his kill. "It won't be a scream, it will be gladness when you're killed!" I yelled. It growled angrily as it jumped to kill me, but Alpha Deucalion stopped it and tear off its head from its body with his bare teeth. Alpha Deucalion didn't stop when it killed him. He kept on tearing his body apart, spurting blood every. Its blood caught my face,

Immobile. “Sounds like you couldn’t find an easy female, so you had to buy one,” she giggled. Gods, her laughter was sweet music to my ears. “That’s kind of pathetic. Don’t you think?” She reached up on her tip-e-toes and bit my bottom lip. She tugged. One of her fangs sliced through my lips. The pain was brief and heavenly. “Woman,” I growled at her. “Ansley the Devourer of Souls.” Her lips curled into a devious smile, and utter wickedness washed over her delicate features.

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

*She hung from a braided silver rope from the ceiling, the silver cutting and burning into her wrists. Her weight twirled the rope around so that she turned slowly like a meat on display. The tips of her toes barely touched the ground. She was bleeding from several strikes of a silver whip on her skin. In some places, the whip cut through more than once or twice and the skin hung in tatters, burning and sizzling from residue silver. The whole room smelled like blood, metal, and human barbecue.*

I can feel Kieran’s anxiety increasing so I take his hand and look at him. “What’s up?” “What if I can’t eat?” he says quietly, looking miserable. “You’ll eat as much as you can. That’s all,” I tell him, trying to make it sound easy and non-judgmental. I don’t want him to be hyperaware that I’m watching what he eats. That will only make it harder for him to get the food down. It’s not uncommon to see feral wolves become emaciated. It’s one of the biggest reasons for their death. Personally, I’ve never seen it since our packs are healthy and are full of Guardians, but it is something that happens in other packs and not solely with Alphas, although it’s more common with Alphas.

Then Black charcoal says “Its up to you, Orange Fire to chose the remaining monsters for the five spots that still need filling.” Slowly Orange Fire walks to the front, and stands beside Black Charcoal. “Thank you.” He says, “Okay I would like to take Pinky.” Who is a shiny Pink monster that is quite new? “Pixar.” is a very well trained monster. “Lannister.” is a blood red monster that had recently been killed and come back because they used the wrong weapon. “Fries.” A monster who sort of looks like a French fry steps forward too meet the other monsters “and clips.” Clips is a new monster and is one of the largest monster I have, he also has massive claws. So he will do well in this operati

It's New Year's, I'm coming home for dinner, don't forget to make fish! I woke up with a start. Once the fog of sleep cleared, all that was left was resolved. He just wanted fish, right? Then that's what everyone would get. I invited the whole family over and laid out a feast of fish dishes. However, the mood was eerie; no one even reached for their forks. Theodore Douglas, my uncle, cleared his throat, his eyes scanning the room before landing on me. "You know, they say starving is the worst way to go.