Gore Novels & Stories

I run as fast as I can and I hear her chanting. “Maledictum… dolor… passio” And the door suddenly bangs like thunder and I could not hear her voice anymore. I don’t know what I just saw but one thing is for sure it scares me. I looked around to check for the two men who were chasing me but they were gone. So I keep on walking to find a way out but every time I walk I feel so hot and sweating. I feel like my skin is burning too and the smell of the sulfur is getting stronger, same with the voices that I can hear; It's getting louder. I saw an open door that I needed to pass so I went inside and checked for the other door. Hoping that this is the way out. I walked slowly again because I could

"Let's go." BACK IN THE ROOM "What are you waiting for? Go after them!" Torento shouted holding on to his bleeding kneel. "Go! Get them! KILL THEM!"

But she couldn’t, her curiosity and mate bond was getting the best of her. ~~~ Gore immediately stripped out of his clothes, then got in the shower. There he stood under the cascading water, staring down at his throbbing cock. He had thought that the cold water would have helped, but it only seem to make things worse. "Fuck!" Gore punched a huge hole in the wall. He had never been so horny and stiff before. With him thinking back to what happened in the kitchen, didn’t make is any easier on him either. His cock was pulsing so much that it almost became painful for him.

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

Rain was pouring heavily, leaving some loose strands of hair dangling around her drenched face. Her black converse bonnet is soaking wet and it felt so frore on her head. Calming herself, she listened to the voice in her head, having no other options for help. The creature before her kept grunting as if speaking in a language she doesn't understand. "Now Luna, orcs are VERY dumb. All you need to do is repeat after me, and by my signal you should sprint to the direction I told you—to that dark alleyway."

In the meadow, the winds seemed to take on a malevolent life of their own, their force intensifying with each passing moment. They twisted and spiraled, whipping through the grass and causing mini-tornadoes to erupt from the churned ground. The very earth under his feet seemed to groan in protest, and the acrid scent of freshly turned dirt mingled with the sharp tang of ozone, assaulting Brodi's senses as he ducked his head against the maelstrom and continued to silently advance.

No remorse nor mercy at all. Vulpina's eyes were wide with disbelief and rage. She let out some death rattles. She could not believe she was killed by someone who just did it so… absent-mindedly. The most powerful member of the Gore family was gone. And so soon after making her debut! The reason? She challenged Logan. The Gorex felt more than just crushing grief. They could not possibly avenge her death at all. They had lost their most powerful member and protector. There was no way they could do anything against Logan now.

At least the female he wants accepts the fact he lost. I turn my attention back to the field to see Moor preparing to fight with the Hassin commander and my hands tighten in my lap. The Gaimo champion looks strong as he displays his bulging muscles and scale-protected skin, but just like with the Vaal... The Hassin is bigger. The copper-colored beast of a male looks unbeatable compared to Moor.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.