(18+) You pushed yourself up to a crouch and forced yourself to make eye contact with the stranger. You didn't particularly want to face a rich guy in Gotham you'd just pummeled into the ground, but it would have been worse to simply run off into the night. The man had dark brown hair that was now obscuring his face...
"Every book is written by someone. They write it with their love, their hate, their life, their passion, their dreams. Never take another person's work too light." What would you do if you were the last human being on an earth filled with flesh eating monsters and happened to stumble upon a strange book that seems to...
"Do I think you're beautiful?" Faulte repeated, letting the question hang in the air as he toyed with a piece of bread, breaking it apart slowly. His eyes flicked to Lietz, studying him with an almost lazy curiosity. "Attractive? That's a funny word coming from you." Lietz clenched his jaw, trying to keep his express...
A mortician develops a dangerous obsession with the embodiment of death.