Bloodstains Stories

a story about a wierd boy named joker who became the most powerful human of a distinct society in which people have distinct powers caused by a bacterial mutation in the human body

Eve walks the streets of an empty city. But that city is only empty by day. Monsters lurk the night and safety lies in staying on high ground and sheltered away from where they prowl. Yet when hunger strikes, Eve must leave her nest, even when it's night.

just a short little poem I wrote while sentimental about a current event

Date Published: Snow that was once looked like porcelain glass stained in black and blood red. An eye stared at the rose in front of her. It shined in an ocean blue, enough to drown everyone who looked at it. But despite the beauty of another one lies the horror of another. One of her eyes were shut closed bleeding in bright red blood. A word left her blood red lips like an entrancing ancient language-"Ephricosker"

What happens when at a business meeting table the main businessman dies? WHo killed him? Who is the suspect and killer? Why did the person who kill him, kill him? What is the gain of the killer? Detective Gray is left to solve this case. Join Detective Gray on this exciting case to figure of the killer!

An ancient chariot buried with its skeletal horses carries a lingering curse, where whispers of hooves, cracking whips, and unseen reins haunt anyone who dares disturb its eternal silence.

Astrid was to young to remember when the Magician took her. All she knew was that she wanted to leave the tent and never come back. She barely remembered her family but she knew one day she would find them. She was taught dark magic magic that could turn the sky into blood. When you looked at the magician his hands seemed to be dripping of blood. Astrid could have sworn that she could tell how much "blood is on your hand"just by looking at you. * I'm basically just making this up as I go but I have a feeling it's going to be great! Please follow and vote! Thank you for taking time and reading my new book ❤️

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Are you alone? Striving for something more then bloody wrists and scars. It's all gonna be ok the say. For now I guess that is safe to say....

I had blood on my hands when I was 15. I've killed hundreds. I've been to hell and back. It's all because of... Well, if I told you that now, this wouldn't be much of a story now would it?

These are stories of random, odd, and quirky characters who have a picture and I felt like they deserved more... such as a story, or more like a excerpt of their fascinating life. I do not own the pictures in this book. I have just found them by looking on the Internet. The stories I make for these pictures are completely my own. I will accept request just send me the picture and I will do my best. I will use some graphic pictures at times, so be aware. I hope you enjoy them.

Red odours fill the room with a sick man who has just committed a murder. Would he strike again? A murder trail to hard for a cop to explain.

Archaeologists uncover a decapitated skeleton with its skull placed neatly between its legs. That night, the ground stirs, the skull shifts, and by morning the grave is empty-only footprints and a new circle in the dirt remain, as if the body had simply walked away.

Hey,it's fire here sorry it's been awhile but we been so bizzy. Lately, but we're back again and ready for action. I may not be very fun but blackout is. Especially when it comes to holidays. Alright bye guys.

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