Wolf Creek Resurrection
In his feverish state he was dreaming he was being torn apart by volotomon, the fabled giants of old. his legs and his arms were on fire, and the distress of his old framework being reworked was beyond compare.
Butterfly Caught
His face too is a beast; one eye is wide and gray-gold and doesn't blink much any more; the other small and twisted and dark, the lids torn long ago in a fight.
Full Moon Series: Lunar Soul - Chapter Seven
It was torn open in multiple places, the flesh torn and ripped below skin and into the muscle. blood pooled around luran's lower body from the torn leg. the silver werewolf knelt down and scooped one paw under luran's upper body.
Our Sickness
With a taste for victory, my life torn apart by war i know peace is what i'm dying for its our sickness, when push comes to shove when your staring down, the barrel of my gun taste my hatred, for what i hold true and know, i saved this shot for
Superhero 9
He felt wet all over his side now, and looked down to see that the impact had torn the jagged gash even wider.
Chapter VI: Silence
Her legs lay spread wider then those of mortal should go; her loins were similarly torn asunder, ripped from front to back by her rapist.
Violet Gets Stuffed!
Most of her clothes were torn apart, spread around her. all that was left was her purple and black lacy bra, torn but still holding on, and her black nylon tights.
Bloodstains
A future, black, i show you now with torn and blackened skies with storms unending and at last your own children's death cries.
Central Space: Part 1
Kellan stood and brushed herself, fiddled with her torn suit. if she held her hand at her chest, clutching the two pieces, it would look almost like it wasn't torn. she hoped it would, at least. and goddammit, she was a pilot!
Changes
I want nothing more than to break her, to see her torn apart and humbled, her hatred filled spirit sundered and chained. she took what i never thought i had, my innocence, a raping of my spirit.
Gold Leader is Down.
Limbs were wrenched from their sockets, throats torn open, the immediate vicinity strewn with bits of gore. in some places, the struggle had stirred up the bloody ground into mud.
Tight Fitting Room
Martin took their paws and climbed out, his torn speedo hanging off his hip and barely covering the boy's rear and sheath. alex and theo followed, and the four circled martin to inspect the damage.