Tags bloodlust
Bloodlust and TortureA Story by AlyshaI wrote this one day for a contest, but it didn't end up fitting the bill, but I still like how many chills you get from reading it. |
cimmerian dawnA Chapter by joshua deathdealer08/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Six) |
the huntA Chapter by joshua deathdealer08/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Four) |
xeroxA Chapter by joshua deathdealer08/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Two) |
never afterA Chapter by joshua deathdealer08/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Three) |
back to the disasterA Chapter by joshua deathdealer2008 (Blood type B: Installment One) |
dearest naiveA Chapter by joshua deathdealer09/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Seven) |
murder death killA Chapter by joshua deathdealer10/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Five) |
bet your life on itA Chapter by joshua deathdealer12/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Nine) |
carcinogenic wonderlandsA Chapter by joshua deathdealer12/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Ten) |
Blood type BA Book by joshua deathdealerThis voracious incantation feeds off what remains. This solemn splendor leaves me brittle. Shimmering in astral shame. I am left to sing ignoble balla.. |
liquid rubiesA Chapter by joshua deathdealer12/2011 (Blood type B: Installment Eleven) |
convalescenceA Chapter by joshua deathdealer05/2012 (Blood type B: Installment Twelve) |
BloodlustA Chapter by Elizabeth KernsVampires are driven by their lust for blood, I'm still not quite sure what happens if they do not get it. Do they die, slip into a coma until they ge.. |
Dr.Jekyll & Mr.HydeA Story by FictariA monologue I wrote and acted for my Advance Acting class' Variety Show.This is from the viewpoint of Jekyll, who's inner Hyde is taking over without .. |
StarvedA Story by SylvanaI became the city’s scare, their mystery. No one would guess it would be I, a mere female who didn’t even exist anymore, who would cause s.. |
Truth Behind Dark RomanticsA Poem by TheLastEclipsePlease forgive this beast... |
Bloodlust (Game)A Poem by Aerial PerezLittle things; The human things that made me happyAre all gone.I'm starving, thirsting, for more - old or newAnything to sate my appetiteFill this who.. |
Little MonsterA Poem by Brenda WoodsFor the types of lovers that may only meet when concealed by shadows. |