The Double Life - Chapter 2
I'm crazy enough as it is. sittin' back here listenin' to my own voice sayin' things that i'm not is really screwin' with my head." he takes a step back and i put my paws behind my back again.
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 10
The coffee was a forbidden treat. Forbidden because it sat in a cupholder just out of easy reach. If the Great Dane driving the truck had taken one of his hands off the steering wheel, even for a second, he risked losing control of the truck, not to...
Mother, Father, Moth
She backed away from him, but she had no where to go, he was crazy, down right insane. he grabbed at her again and curled his fist in her long hair.
ANIMAL EDGE
Sure, I only got one leg. But my life and my fate is not so bad, compared to some. I was a squirrel born amongst the fair folk, and had great comfort while a babe. The wild animals of the wood could never imagine what growing up with magic could be...
Chapter 16 - From the Desk of Mordecai Crossbell - American Division (part 3)
**From the Desk of Mordecai Crossbell - American Division (part 3)** I am not a man who is quick to anger. Anger, as I have demonstrated, is the enemy of the controlled and the correct -- the kind of emotion that makes an otherwise rational man...
Under The Solemn Promise ~ Prologue
**January 22nd 2030:** Life as it seems is disapearing. We hope that the new breed we have created will suceed and live, unlike the others that have died in developement... It is risky... but its worth a try. Last month, Doctor Hawkeye died, from one...
A Drop in the Pool
The long narrow street where our young painter lived was lit only by the cast-iron street lamps, the night sky painting black and mauve across the sky with deep thick brush-like strokes. Amoras Hoskins was drifting down the public alley half-dreaming...
Lone Wolf - Part 6
An insane, bestial part of him was breaking its chains. through clenched teeth, he growled, a loud, angry, hysterical growl as he laughed. he slashed at the trees that he rushed by, and was bleeding under his claws.
Mischievous Sands
When I was told someone wanted an interview with me, I was anticlimactic in my acceptance. My schedule had been sparse that week, so it was easy to squeeze in David McHammon, a man known by his friends to value sanity and find comfort in placid...
Fivefold Fang: the Importance of Prayer
The problem with killing gods, Raia thought through the haze of light and glory filling her head, was that they weren't very good at being dead. The goddess Atsura was a softly-rippling luminescent orb in Raia's mind, a scarf of sun and order folded...
Split Apart
Warning this story contains gore, mild language, an insane psycho killer, blood, and very descriptive content that may frighten or sicken you. read at your own risk if you dare. definitely not for kids unless you're into this kind of stuff.
When The Levys Break
\*remember...\* insanity reined king and the screaming began once again, but the seeds of revolt had been planted, it was only a matter of time, and time was something that the daemon had an abundance of.