Gory Scenes Novels & Stories

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

I tilted my head—tears already streaming down my cheeks, Gora's thick cock stuffed every space in my mouth, yet still stretching, and hitting the back of my throat— to behold Leo’s hands trembling as he unbuttoned his uniform shirt, next, he fumbled with his belt before he undid it, then took off his trousers, leaving him on just his undies. His body was beautiful. It was smooth, perfectly toned, with a cute pink cock already half-hard in his almost transparent undies. Gora pulled him closer by his neck and kissed him. At the same time, he slowly began moving his hips back and forth, rhythmically fucking my throat in a slow, sensual pattern. But also pausing at intervals to let me gag. The w

Victor pounding deep and hard, hips snapping, balls slapping against her ass. Jade grinding down on Lila’s mouth, fingers pinching her own nipples, moaning loud and shameless. The mirrors reflected everything—Lila bound and writhing, Victor’s muscles flexing with every thrust, Jade riding her face with abandon. Lila came first—muffled screams against Jade’s pussy, body arching off the bed as she clenched around Victor’s cock. Jade followed seconds later, flooding Lila’s mouth with her release, thighs trembling. Victor pulled out, flipped Lila onto her stomach, and entered her again from behind—deeper this angle, brutal. One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversen

Please Note: This story has heavy violence and dark moments!! There WILL be moments of carnage and depression!! This is not a story for the faint of heart!! Some of these chapters may contain: Torture Homicide Horror-like elements Sexual assaults *NO RAPE* Along with: Demonology Crude dialogue Emotional trauma

TRIGGER WARNINGS!: This book contains some dark material including, explicit descriptions of rape, violence, gore, torture, murder, drug use, abortion. There are also detailed sex scenes, some including kinks such as, breath play and knife play. Aurora’s POV I wake up to the familiar pain of a spring digging into my back. Goddess, this cot is unbearable. How I am able to fall asleep every night is beyond me. I groan as I sit up, stretching my back and arms, trying to ease the pain. After a couple of satisfying cracks, it feels a bit better. I shiver and watch as my breath rises above me in this bitter dungeon cell.

My breathing hitched, as he roughly rubbed his wet tip on my folds,moving it up and down,a cruel smile still plastered across his face,the guards unzips their torn uniform and also brought out their cocks, they weren’t as big as the king, but they were also massive. As he rubbed his cock on my folds, one of the other ogres,grabbed my breasts in his large palms and gently began to caress them. A moan escaped my lips unknowingly,I bit my lips at the motion both on pussy and my breasts ,the ogre on my breasts began to stroke himself,his ugly face making weird erratic sounds and expressions. Never in a thousand years will I believe such scene of 4 horny ogres trying to sleep with me would ever b

He unzipped his trousers and brought out his c**k through the space made by the zippers. Scarlet came closer, lifted her skirt, took off her pant and went on her knees. Taking the fat c**k in her mouth, she sucked it in a way that the tip hit her throat. She took Harry to a completely different world with just her tongue continuously wrapping around his c**k, and her warm saliva that was all over it.

He absent mindedly ran his thumb over the spot as he looked down at the workers busy downstairs. From his position one storey up, he could see the courtyard down below, the canopy which had been placed over it as a decoration for the wedding that did not happen last night had long been removed and the bodies cleared away, all that was left in the courtyard was just the bloody mess which was being cleaned up by servants. Omar tried to imagine it not being so much different from washing off the blood in an abattoir but he knew it had been human beings that were killed last night and not animals, assassins or not, they were still humans. The place would stink for days amd he knew this was one e

“Argh!“ The scream was of pain and anguish, and it came from one of the other guys. The one who was about to take me forcefully paused and glanced back, and I saw his expression shift to that horror and great fear. More screams and violent sounds. What was making them so scared? I managed to get into a sitting position and hide my chest with the piece of fabric but gasped when I saw Draven, his eyes burning golden and blood all over his clothes. I looked at the floor, and felt a wave of nausea as I noticed three dead bodies. Their hands had been dismembered from their body and their eye-sockets were plucked out. My whole body trembled at the sight of these, and migraine came rolling-in to my

And the pain was unlike anything I'd ever felt. It wasn't just the tearing. It was the fullness. The invasion. The sense of something foreign and huge and wrong forcing its way into the most private part of me, the part no one had ever touched, the part I'd kept for myself. He was only an inch deep, maybe two, but it felt like he'd split me in half. My vision went black for a moment, and I thought my prayers were about to be answered. But they weren't. My mouth opened, but no sound came out. I only let out a silent scream. “There,” Roric breathed. His hips stopped moving. “There. That's the first inch. Only a few more to go.”