Flesh Novels & Stories

I reached through the tear. My hand—the hand that had been made of code and light—began to turn into **Flesh**. It was a slow, agonizing process. It felt like my skin was being knitted together by a million stinging bees. My armor turned into heavy, cold steel. My blood turned from a "Frequency" into a thick, hot liquid that actually had a weight. I grabbed the edge of the monitor. "SARAH! THE ORIGINALS! THROUGH THE GAP!" ### The Great Migration

'' ''But -- but my fangs came out'' I said then blushed furiously, even as I was mad at myself for being embarrassed. He nodded. ''Yes, your fangs--'' then he shook his head. ''No let's not keep up the pretence about innocence okay, you don't have to keep faking that blush.'' he said and I nodded. how the hell did someone fake a blush? ''Your fangs came out yes,'' he said frowning slightly. ''But that's as far as you can get. Now back to the question I asked, before I change my mind and kill you right here. How many of you are in this school?''

“Fucking soaked for me. I knew it.” “I’m not,” she lied, but her hips shifted. Subtle. Desperate. “You keep saying that,” he said. “But your cunt keeps dripping.” His thumb rubbed circles where she was throbbing. Small, precise, deadly movements. Her legs trembled. “You can hate me,” he murmured. “But your body knows who it belongs to now.” “I don’t belong to anyone.” “We’ll see.” Suddenly, the fingers vanished. She whimpered before she could stop herself.

He didn’t deserve him now. He had mentally prepared himself for whatever to come. His body was aching due to the pain. His legs were numb. His arms were in pain. His wrists were bleeding due to the friction of the wooden chair and thin fish rope. He had swollen cheeks and bruised lips, his neck had finger marks too. His clothes were torn from places that exposed his milky white skin in front of those hungry dogs. And for once, he hated the compliment that everyone gave him, he was beautiful. He hated himself.

They both looked at each other, confused and rushed towards the body. When Thelma noticed who it was, she tried to walk away but Lisa held her back. “Where are you going, we need to help her.” Lisa tried to reason with her. “Well no, I’m not helping that girl even if my life depends on it.” She spat at her friend causing the young woman to sigh. “Look,Thelma I know you hate her but she’s a human being for crying out loud, let’s take her to the hospital.” Lisa reasoned.

K, From,N.S¬| He let's out a groan. Looks like he needs to get ready. He's got a fight tommorow. Again. His sore shoulder and legs screamed at him in pain. He definitely shouldn't have gone to that fight today.

I’m supposed to be wearing a white canvas but didn’t have much money to spare on a single pair of shoes. I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. My name is Afraah, I’m fair in complexion, I’m five feet two inches, my lips are thick and pink, I have a pointed nose, brown eyes and I’m quite slim. I live with my stepmother who has three children and my younger brother Khalil who is a fourth-stage cancer patient. My mom died when I was five years old while my dad passed away two years ago. My family isn’t rich which makes it very difficult to provide Khalil with the necessary things he needs.

“Big project???” "Shut up, I'm not done talking yet. Before I talk about that big project, let me be clear again, all the dishes you eat are human flesh. Meat from noble families who were killed because their bodies were needed in Yin Mimi Bay. Here, the bodies are skinned, the flesh taken for consumption purposes, and the bones used for a secret project.” "Bone? Secret project?”

She blurted out. He had been trying to look the part of a mellow, laid back sexy guy, lying under his down comforter, but when he heard Carolina say those words he stood up. The covers slowly peeled off his muscular frame. Carolina had been right she mused to herself. He wasn't wearing anything. Carolina always thought he was handsome and had a sexy, muscular, physique. His six-pack was prominent. Russ being handsome and charming had never been a problem. It was the lies. She looked down at his bare crouch. It was limp but still had some length and girth to it.

Who the hell shout "hello!!, is anyone home" when entering her house after school. okay, I have seen it in a horror movie but this is so weird okay let me stop the pretense I'm kina freaking out here. so I came back from school just now and met my house in a very weird state. All lights off and someone is sobbing inside my kitchen. "mom" I called while moving closer to the door. "holy shit" I cursed when I looked inside the kitchen and saw my mom on the floor but in a very bad state.