Gory Scenes Novels & Stories

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV "Fuck," I groaned as my dick brushed against her pussy. I thrust deeper into her until my entire cock was buried inside her. Her face was red, and I glanced at her. "Is this alright?" I asked. I was curious to see if I was hurting her.

"You have any leads on who did this?" He motioned with his head toward Rio's body, and I followed him. There was so much blood and brain matter, it was a good thing I lost my capacity to be grossed out by scenes like these, or I'd be spilling some serious stomach contents on my new Caterpillars right about now. The scene was swarming with uniforms, f-bombs sounding all around while everyone tried to keep the scene intact until forensics did their job.

Warning: this chapter contains a lot of gruesome war scenes, it might be triggering for some people so please read it at your own risk. It was a bloodbath, bodies lying everywhere, some decapitated, or without hearts. It was the most gruesome sight I’ve ever seen, the movies don’t do justice to the horrors a person has to go through when fighting in a war.

SABRINA I twisted and turned roughly in my bed, my eyes sealed tight like I was scared of ever fluttering them open. Images of blood, mutilated faces and Cory chasing me kept on creating a scene in my head. My heart palpitated so fast with sweat beads breaking out of my forehead. Like blinding lights, gory images of my death in each life flashed before my eyes. In one my throat was slit open by Cory. In another I was burnt to death by him. And yet another, I was stabbed multiple times in the chest.

Holding my head, I feel dizzy, somehow, I could see my friends… their end… no… Just one moment I can see someone falling on the roof, and then someone gets hit by a car, someone was hit on the head, and in one moment there is now water… corpse… dead bodies lying on the ground, faces filled with blood, this is so horrifying… I want to vomit… This… this is ninth… But what is more terrifying is that all of them… I can’t see their faces yet I know who they are… Glub glub glub I can even someone coughing while catching her breath… and the shouts that were tearing my ear off me… gunshots and all… even the skin ripped by a blade…

Marcus groaned and fucked her face for several minutes. He pulled out and bent her over the arm of the couch. With her wrists still bound, he spread her legs. His cock rubbed along her slick folds. Then he thrust in hard. Rebecca moaned loud. The fullness made her toes curl. Marcus pounded into her from behind. Each stroke made her breasts swing. The sound of his hips slapping her ass echoed. “Film this,” he said. He grabbed his phone and started recording. The camera light blinked. “Tell the camera how much you love being my breeding toy.”

He paused, looking me up and down in the gown, and added, “You’re playing the final girl who gets possessed and turns into this insatiable slut, begging for every cock in the room, and the guys know the drill. Marcus, Theo, and Landon are total pros, they’ll start slow and build up, ease you into the rough parts when the script calls for it, just hit your marks and give us those terrified screams at the beginning before the possession kicks in.” I nodded at him, swallowing down the knot in my throat, my stomach doing flips as I thought about what was coming, wondering again why I had signed on for this, my first two scenes had been one-on-one and straightforward, but now a full gangbang in a

Boisterous howls ate like a horse in his ears, his hands clasped tightly on the sheets, his eyes shut tightly and strenuously. The hoots, the howls, the squeals, reverberated in his head, echoing garish than they ever did before. Fumes, houses on fire, people on fire, cadavers, tears of children, blood, blood, and lots of blood, they all glinted before his eyes. Raw fangs, deep gory eyes, bloody claws, silver power, deterred energy, more flashes in his vision.

There weren’t any eucalyptus trees around me, but when my eyes fell over a gore scene, it froze my body from taking a step ahead! A few meters away from me, that old pervert was lying numb on the ground, completely soaked in a pool of blood! His eyes were partially open and darted towards the dark horizon, with a thin line of blood running down his mouth. His shirt was torn open and I didn’t mistake to see, a big chunk of flesh from the left portion of his pot belly was missing as if a wild animal had torn it off his body!

Kael and Mara screamed as their skin split open, slow and brutal. They hit the floor, begging. "Yaya, we're sorry! We didn't mean it! Please—let us go!" I didn't blink. "The players you killed—did they beg too? Did you let them go?" Before I could move, the silver cross shot forward on its own. It didn't even touch them. Their fear meters spiked to 100. And then—screams, bodies bursting apart, souls shredded to nothing. No blood. No trace. Just silence.