Unscramble Carnage Novels & Stories

"No matter how these men were infected with Vampirism, we still have an issue of humans being turned." Cain grabbed a steel scalpel from the tray beside the examination table and used it to turn the corpse's head. On the side of his neck were two small. round scars. "So the real questions are: why was a human-turned Vampire in Otto Müller's casket? And why was one trying to kill Ella?" Daniel asked. "He was trying to kill me," Cain objected. "He didn't know she was there." Daniel rolled his eyes. "Fine... why was a human-turned Vampire trying to kill you?" Daniel corrected.

And beneath it there’s a single word, written in an old tongue: Unmaking. We look at each other and we both know, without needing to say anything, this is what will happen if Scarlett chooses wrong.Not war. Not ruin. Oblivion.

Your support keeps these stories alive. ⚠️ Trigger Warning & Disclaimer This novel, Cage to Cage, is a work of dark mafia romance. It explores dangerous relationships, criminal underworld dynamics, and the fragile line between desire and destruction. Because of the nature of the story, it contains themes that may be distressing, uncomfortable, or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and awareness of your own limits. Trigger Warnings The following content appears throughout the story, either directly or through implication: • Physical and emotional abuse – depictions of controlling, manipulative, and harmful behavior.

In the blink of an eye, the once dreaming man laid dead in the pool of his own blood. The culprit simply walked towards the dead body and removed all the accessories and gadgets from him including all the arms he carried about. As soon as he was done.. he jumped out of the window and into the truck that was waiting for him... All that was left... Was the dead Mr Charles and an empty classroom. The girls had been... Kidnapped! The last straw... And this is where, The real story... Begins. CAGED : Survival. By Queenebunoluwa15

The joy and fear that passed through khalys was unmistakn, his eyes moved around for where to keep Ez without the omega noticing but knowing how quick witted that omega is, Ez shut khalys and his thoughts off with a side eye. Over twenty people were starting to cough out blood from slitted throat or gouged out eyeballs. Goddess caelyn is my replica of the brutal person I was when I was at that age. “You just got yourself your own apartment”, Jamiel shouts at caelyn before pushing out his shadow to walk through the guys kneeling, anyone of them Jamiel shadow passes through gets their last life drained and their soul sucked out of them, caelyn mothered something about Jamiel being cool and I t

I said and quickly got out of bed. "Home," she answered and I ended the call. I quickly grabbed my belongings and ran out of the house to find a car. It was only then that I remembered the car I had left at the bar. As I made my way to Cassandra, I texted Daddy to get my car. A few minutes later I also arrived at Cassandra's house. My knees were shaking as I walked in, I saw a few guests in the house familiar to me. When I finally entered, Uncle's coffin was exposed to me. Cassandra was sitting next to it with swollen eye.

Cindy looked down,the world continued like she's not hanging from the top floor of a ten storey building,cars drove past under her,the city abuzz with night activities,if she dies today,life actually continues. Scar released her hair,she screamed as her life flashed before her eyes. Life is so unfair, everything is so unfair. Scar caught her by the hem of her dress,it was a reckless gamble the fabric was tearing under the pressure. “Why always you,why do you get everything”

A scream rose to my throat, but I clamped a hand over my mouth. Bodies. So many of them. Ripped apart like rag dolls. Mangled limbs strewn carelessly across the earth like broken branches after a storm. Pools of blood shimmered under streaks of light, and as I stumbled back, I slipped, my boots skidding through wet crimson. God. I swallowed, bile rising in my throat. My breath came in shudders, but I forced my legs to move again. Past the carnage. Past the ruined souls. “Cade…” I whispered hoarsely. “Cade…”