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Vengeance The Burning Times

Vengeance The Burning Times

A Book by Zane Mathias


Prelude Innocence the moral fiber of their society in a time of conceded minds clouded with dilutions of emasculate conceptions and high depositi..
Angel Of Demise

Angel Of Demise

A Poem by Wicahpi


Rook, an immortal, avenges the death of his mortal beloved, Chasity.
Chapter 1: The Magic, The Cave, and the Dead

Chapter 1: The Magic, The Cave, and the Dead

A Chapter by PianoFiend


Moonlight Jade. That’s what they call me. My name is Jade Nyctohelio, so that’s why they call me that. The “Moonlight” part c..
Thy Neighbor's Wife

Thy Neighbor's Wife

A Story by Jim Parson


Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord.
After the Vengeance

After the Vengeance

A Poem by Judy Ponceby


Vengeance sought, found, and beyond.
R.I.P

R.I.P

A Poem by MaggieSummers


With thanks to Joss Whedon and Anyanka for the inspiration:) This was written as satire and is meant to be read with tongue in cheek:)
Sticks and Stones, Babycakes

Sticks and Stones, Babycakes

A Story by Hughman Ferris


An ex-wife publicly berates and taunts her alcoholic ex-husband for attempting to detox via blog-post. This is the man's narrative.
The Vengeance of Love

The Vengeance of Love

A Poem by SimonitroX


A very dark song
Video Gamer II: The Return

Video Gamer II: The Return

A Chapter by SimonitroX


Every game has got to have a sequel and this is the sequel to Video Gamer
Reminiscence

Reminiscence

A Poem by Tom Chan


A man haunted by his lover.
The Hunter

The Hunter

A Chapter by Darksummerswind


In the dead of night, Vampires and Werewolves used to be the hunters. Now they are the hunted.
Silent Vengeance or:   Slaughtered Souls Retribution

Silent Vengeance or: Slaughtered Souls Retributi..

A Story by Hello, Goodbye


A redundant tale of violent imagery
Death Lord: The Arrival

Death Lord: The Arrival

A Poem by Tomislav Petricevic


The dragon of death had warned men to release his brothers....but did they listen?
Ghost of the Gallows

Ghost of the Gallows

A Poem by Holly M. May


In this cell, I lied on the cold dungeon floor,With nothing but rags, rats, scraps of paper and little ink.I felt the icy breath of Death on my nec..

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