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Dead Faces Don't Bleed.

Leituras 388
Votos 16
Capítulos 33
Tempo 4h 15m

Leituras 388
Votos 16
Capítulos 33
Tempo 4h 15m

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In a world where the distinction between life and death is erased, faces once bright with life now blankly stare into the abyss. The dead do not bleed-they whisper, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the living to commit their deadly errors. But there is someone hearing their silence, someone who will not be afraid to cross over.

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The Dome City, de Meemee1978

It's so hot, what is going on. Is it even humanly possible to sweat this much?" Oh, but the temperature is just perfect "Who is that? Wait, you can hear my thoughts? Where am I?" As I open my eyes, I realize I'm not on my bed or even in my room where I should be after coming home late last night. "Or did I not make it home? This is definitely not earth" I said to myself as I looked around and took a 360-degree view of what I can't even describe. "Is this is supposed to be a house? Where am I?" Beautiful isn't it? This could all be yours if you want, or whatever change you want to make to it, just think about it, anything you want, anything you can think about, it's all yours. "This voice again, who are you, where are you?" I shouted out and waited for a response but to my disappointment, I heard no reply. "Beautiful?" I said to myself as I looked around, "Is this not more than beautiful? The whole building is made of glass, pure crystal-clear glass." I looked around and studied the cube like structure made entirely from glass and if my eyes were not deceiving me, was also rotating slowly. "But how is that possible, I'm standing on a fixed spot and not feeling any movement, also the darkness that totally surrounds the glass building isn't allowing me to determine if the building is really rotating or not. What kind of confusion is this?" All that surrounded the glass building was darkness, black thick darkness. What is this cube even built on? No foundation? It's just hanging in space? What is this darkness? How is this crazy heat not even destroying the glass cube? This is definitely not a building. Is this still Earth? Several questions rushed up my mind as I surveyed the area I turned away from all these questions and the surroundings of the cube as no one was going to answer my questions. The glass beneath my feet felt cold as I tried walking and that just added to the weirdness of the place.

My Neighbor, My Boss and an Incubus OH MY!, de jk7248

Who knew my new apartment would be the one beside my new boss. Not only that but turns out he is a incubus which explains all the sex. Damn it! I almost fed on my mate. I can't believe my cousin had her bound like that. I was so hungry as I hadn't fed because I had to stop the incubus invading her dream only to find out it's my cousin. Lucky for him or he would either be dead or maimed. She tasted like heaven... well at least what I imagen heaven would taste like. Well, the kiss anyway. The smell of her arousal nearly sent me overboard. I wanted to bury my face in her pussy and eat her out until she came all over my face and then lick her clean. Shit! Shit! Shit! I'm surprise at my control. I stopped myself. Even though I wanted her I couldn't take her without her consent. First, I have to go feed. There is no other option. I'll call her and have her cancel all my appointments for today and tell her to stay home. No reason for her to work if I'm not there as today would mostly be meetings. I listen closely to my mate and her water turning off and her getting out of the shower. I picked up my phone and dialed her number.

Scattered Dreams & Dragonflies, de ChristopherMCuevas

Our minds are an enigma: On this road we call life, we learn many things. Experiences, chosen by many, and yet lived uniquely through each of our own eyes. These experiences mold us subtly and steadily. Over time, we mature into the beings we are today. Whether they have been for good or for bad, these experiences are an undeniable part of us as we live and breathe. Those experiences, those past blessings, those past mistakes lead us to learn more about the world. We learn to interpret nature and the many physical experiences we have day by day, around others who are the protagonists of their own stories. We also learn, however, more about ourselves-our strengths, our weaknesses. Our mind slowly traverses the world in an attempt to learn more about it; such is the voyage of the mind into itself. With this book, Scattered Dreams & Dragonflies, I attempt to delve deep into those tiny bits and fragments our mind recreates when we are at rest-our dreams. I believe our dreams are of high value, as the mind, when we are conscious, constantly restrains itself, adjusting to our maturity and moral compass. By this metric, we are then tied to the constraints of mundane existence; thus, our awareness keeps us tamed and under control. When we sleep, I believe our minds let loose, freeing all our tension, all our wants, all our undeniable truths, failures, and pains. Just like AI, it creates something out of everything we are. Everything we strive to hide from reality, everything we only wish could be possible, everything we feel is impossible-all of it has its space in our minds. As we sleep, those chains are lifted, and we become our most authentic selves.

Under The Bed, de LTHelms

As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.

Bloody Lips | Completed, de histi_leena

#01 in vampire [10.07.2017] #01 in fantasyfiction [14.03.2021] #2 in Prestige awards #03 in thriller [28.05.2018] #02 in romance [04.10.2018] I can sense him, I can smell him.He comes here every night but I am scared to face him. Who is he? what does he want ? I sense him coming closer to my bed. I held my breath and shut my eyes tight my face under my arms. " I know,you know that i am here. I know you are awake " his deep voice said. I feel his breath on the back of my neck,it sent shivers down my spine. "Why are you so scared? I can hear your heart thumping wildly" he whispers near my ear. I feel a hand on my lower back where my tank top exposes a little skin of my back. I jump out of my bed and turn around to face him for the first time. My face pales remembering him.. He is same as before yet so change... He is the one who is coming here every night? My eyes widen. No no no... "You!!??" I shriek.. He chuckles and stalks toward me like an animal to it's prey. I move backwards then suddenly my back hits my bed side table. He puts both of his hands on the table,trapping me between them. He inches his face closer to my ear , on instant i close my eyes. "Me" he whispers .. uh-oh I am dead.... ************************************ When the past comes back with some secrets,what will you do ? Run to it or run away. A/N : © ALL COPYRIGHT RESERVED so before copying think about the consequences you will get by the crime. This book is my own imagination it's characters are my own creation. So don't copy it. And also this book is under editing process. I hope you enjoy my book. Happy reading!

Captured By A Demon, de shepherd4583

I finally escaped the factory, they kidnapped me from my college. Today is my birthday, and I had planned for it but nothing helped, only calming me down for the moment. A scream echoed out in the silent starry sky, my body freezing... They were looking for me, I just knew it. Again, I ran and jumping over the fence to the property, muscles burning, my breathing short. I look behind me, not seeing the light of the school anymore. I slow down, holding my breath again. Looking around, only trees and bugs surround me. I slowly sank to my knees, gripping the grass in between my fingers, to keep my breathing calm. Tears springing to my eyes and brushing the tears away, slowly getting back to normal. Suddenly, I felt someone behind me. I could feel its strength and power surround me, turning around to see a dark figure behind me. Glowing blue eyes stared at me, seeing it slowly walk toward me. My breathing becoming short again, a panic attack was on the verge. A hand was now on my shoulder and another on my cold cheek, making me look into his eyes, "Let me help you..." He whispered. Rubbing his thumb against my cheek, I slowly nod my head, when a pain began to form in my chest. I knew it was coming. I quickly get away, crawling a couple feet away. "Get away!" I yelled. My skin turning white and the pain erupting inside of me, feeling it try to escape, and I know if I let it. It will hurt this man. Suddenly, he was there in my view. Blue eyes staring at me, and then his lips were on my own. Gasping as I felt the pain beginning to disappear from inside me. Eyes drooping and my body relaxing against his. Soon, the kiss ended and I was empty. My eyes closing. "Don't worry, I will keep you safe..."

Labyrinth of Dreams (old), de ThinkerInTheStars

"No. Seriously, what's up with dreams" "You won't ever know if you are dreaming the dream or if the dream is dreaming you, right?" -- So she thought the dreams mean nothing. After all, if the "something" was inconsistent, it would be safer to assume "nothing", right? Living in a "reality" of what was actually illusions, she could only trust herself to know the truth. What will happen when the truth reveals itself? What will happen when she realise that she, herself, is nothing more than a dream too? [probably will never complete so I'll mark it as completed]

Bloodyship, de sillimiii

A sacred union sealed by the mating of a true born hybrid and the calmest among nature....,. It's a bloody relationship.... " You wanna know how worked up I've been? " He urges, bitting his lip. Without giving me time to answer, he gets too close and I feel my breathing accelerate and his breath on my cheek , making me feel warm and fuzzy at all the right places. I try to open my mouth to say something but he has other plans. He leans in and runs his hands down my arms. " I have been uncomfortably hard these past few days and I can't even fuck my girlfriend without picturing your face " he whispers again,his eyes boring into mine blazing a dangerous shade of red. And for some insane reason , I begin to feel uncomfortably good, light headed and tinglish in my belly. And I don't know why but I like it. So I keep quiet and allow him to continue. " I don't only picture your beautiful face Sey. I imagine how you will feel around me and for some fucked up reason I know you're going to be so goddamn tight " he murmurs so close to my ear that I feel his lips on them, so soft and they begin trailing down my neck. I buckle with a weird sensation and he immediately grabs me by the waist , keeping our bodies flush against each other. " Do you feel that ? " He asks slowing kissing my jaw and I do I feel his hard front rubbing against my body and it feels like I'm going to explode. I make a weird sound at the back of my throat and he growls closing his eyes and his nostrils flaring " Just a taste " he growls staring at my lips and I'm spellbound and my brain feels foggy. But I think he sees it in my eyes , the answer to his not so there question, because immediately he lips brush over mine , just a feather like touch which has my eyes rolling back. I feel his breathing increase and his lips part ready to take mine in , until I'm brought out of the trance by a growling voice " What the fuck are you doing to my girlfriend? "

In Shadows of Night, de dstry0515

I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.

Reveur, de DaviiLikesYou

It was morning. I stood with closed eyes in the bathroom. I stood at the sink with a mirror in front of me. I felt thin and long fingers on my waist. I knew it was a dream. I felt talons. They didn't hurt me but I had a feeling if I opened my eyes they would. I felt breathing down my spine. Chills and fear shook my whole body. I couldn't look but I wanted so badly to see and know what or who was behind me. A tear of fear slowly slid down my cheek. I gasped in a low voice when I felt a tongue lick it away. More tears started falling when I felt a clawed finger brush the salvia away. I whimpered when I heard it speak: "It's okay. I'm only here to protect you and help you." Lissie is being stalked and she does not know what to do or who to tell. She does not know what is following her. She's got to be dreaming but when the thing following her keeps stalking she realizes that this might not be a dream. But what is it? Where does it come from? Why follow her?

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The Dome City cover

My Neighbor, My Boss and an Incubus OH MY! cover

Scattered Dreams & Dragonflies cover

Under The Bed cover

Bloody Lips | Completed cover

Captured By A Demon cover

Labyrinth of Dreams (old) cover

Bloodyship cover

In Shadows of Night cover

The Dome City

It's so hot, what is going on. Is it even humanly possible to sweat this much?" Oh, but the temperature is just perfect "Who is that? Wait, you can hear my thoughts? Where am I?" As I open my eyes, I realize I'm not on my bed or even in my room where I should be after coming home late last night. "Or did I not make it home? This is definitely not earth" I said to myself as I looked around and took a 360-degree view of what I can't even describe. "Is this is supposed to be a house? Where am I?" Beautiful isn't it? This could all be yours if you want, or whatever change you want to make to it, just think about it, anything you want, anything you can think about, it's all yours. "This voice again, who are you, where are you?" I shouted out and waited for a response but to my disappointment, I heard no reply. "Beautiful?" I said to myself as I looked around, "Is this not more than beautiful? The whole building is made of glass, pure crystal-clear glass." I looked around and studied the cube like structure made entirely from glass and if my eyes were not deceiving me, was also rotating slowly. "But how is that possible, I'm standing on a fixed spot and not feeling any movement, also the darkness that totally surrounds the glass building isn't allowing me to determine if the building is really rotating or not. What kind of confusion is this?" All that surrounded the glass building was darkness, black thick darkness. What is this cube even built on? No foundation? It's just hanging in space? What is this darkness? How is this crazy heat not even destroying the glass cube? This is definitely not a building. Is this still Earth? Several questions rushed up my mind as I surveyed the area I turned away from all these questions and the surroundings of the cube as no one was going to answer my questions. The glass beneath my feet felt cold as I tried walking and that just added to the weirdness of the place.