Goth Novels & Stories

I don’t know what is that for and a white crystalline powder. There’s an oblong-shaped pool beside them and loud music. I think they are having a party. They shout too but the neighbors will not hear them because of their loud music. They are all high and wild. While the girl is crying, scared at the top of the table. She looked at me and begged me… “Help me, please”

She knew that. "For God sake, I'm older than this motherfucker" she cursed beneath her breath as wandered the graveyard. She went there after school hours or when she wasn't busy teasing Austin, for some reason she felt at peace here. Maybe because she was a Ghost, but it was one place she felt alive. She came across Austin's mothers grave and thought about using her as a perfect revenge plot, but she knew it would jeopardise any plan of her getting help from him. So she cancelled that option

Slowly, Abigail got up from her seat and walked towards the back corner booth, it was the only one with a window that looked out into the alley, she wanted to see what was going on. Abigail could not hear anything that was said, but she could tell the conversation was anything but calm. Suddenly she saw it, Mr.Goldbergs eyes flashed yellow, and Daniel’s flashed the color of midnight. She could believe what she had just seen. Abigail was completely engrossed as she watched pitch black wings extrude from Daniels back, he was the epitome of Death in its purest form.

After that there were no more ‘official’ acts of violence during school hours, but plenty of suspected incidents outside school. I take another good look at his picture, and try to guess if his really is the face of a killer. The fact that he’s a Goth doesn’t mean jack shit. Ninety-nine percent of all Goth kids never hurt a soul; their whole ‘I am a child of the Unholy Darkness’ shtick is nothing more than an act to piss off mommy and daddy.

kings. Entering my room, I smile as I take it in. The moving company brought my stuffs from Gotham, I really love it here, I stare at the mirror, and I smile, one step at a time. _______ "It's a gothic themed party." Cara says few hours to the party. "Did I miss a thing? It's not Halloween." I voice my confusion. "It's not." Danielle smiles. "We have to dress gothic-ish." Violet explains. "If that makes sense" She adds with a grin.

And as I move toward him, he takes his eyes and heads to the ground in a low bow. I began to walk into another hallway with him behind me; the one that held my subjects. I hear the fast thud of Augustine's heartbeat, I also hear their heartbeats as well, and I can tell how many they are in the room ahead. My senses kick in. I twitch my nose and my golden eyes flare up in the dark hallway; I detest the smell of Aarde, it is the smell of the Karbouter, also known as the Goblin. I smell it first before the whiff of the Werewolves and vampires runs up my nostrils.

Whispering in public like this. "Stop whispering. We are close. I don't want to influence their opinion." Linc says, taking a little step away from me. I am so tempted to laugh but then the person in front of us moves away and we are standing face to face with a goth girl. She is dressed in all black. Pierced nose and eyebrows. Ears too. Tattoos line her neck. She looks painfully bored. I look at Linc, he is staring at her like it is his first time seeing a gothic person. I can't hide my grin.

Let's go". He stood up to take Callum with him to have food. . Callum was walking on the flower path. Like it was like a fantasy, a disney dream for him. *********** "So where were we"? Callum asked him again once they settled in the lush green garden. Their friends had left for the office. "What’s with the mate thing"? "Mate means your other half. No matter male female or a human. There are very rare chances of an Alpha with Alpha mates. It’s usually Alpha Omega. Omega is the one who can be impregnated".

The boy bands also composed aggressive music and wrote lyrics in the dead language of Split Tongue, which was the spurned legacy of Salamanders and consisted mostly of hisses and growls. GYM-NINS = addicts to the pain of physical exercise and spent almost all their waking hours in health clubs; the most radical would drink highly-experimental potions to double or even triple their body mass | “Where did you belong?” Aki asked. “Oh, I was sort of a lone wolf.” Aki just kept staring at him. “An Undine more than any other Slayer should know that wolves are pack animals.”

Since that day, his heart had died, left only the animosity. Present, in a high-class apartment, the melodious classical music resounds. At the end of the most prominent corner is a creepy black rose branch. The strong smell of blood wafted in the air. At the end of the room, there is a body of a man lying under the desk in a very strange position. In his mouth was a black rose branch. The bloodstains were spreading from the wound on his chest to the floor. A deadly atmosphere filled the room with red, white, and black colors mixed with the melody of classical music. All of sudden, a quiet male voice interrupted the music."The cause of death is a wound in the heart. The murderer must hate th