Death - Page 36

John was, without a doubt, one of the luckiest men to ever live. Here he was, driving down Route 101 along the Pacific Coast in a convertible and a beautiful woman. He looked over at his new wife, Sherry, and smiled. She was stunning, and not just because he loved her

Ken Shamrock was in the Independence Arena at the UFC 5 event in Charlotte, North Carolina, ready to fight Royce Gracie in the main event. He was a fierce fighter, respected and feared by opposition who knew the kind of training one had to go through, to succeed in mixed martial arts

It’s been a week since Heather was assigned to be Ian’s guardian and already her life has been destroyed. After the first night in Ian’s house, she had been drugged and raped. She turned into a sex toy for Ian and was now addicted to his cock

Author's Note- Sorry I haven't added(or written) anything in awhile guys, I've been very busy, but I'll will try and pick up the pace

“I want you to go into that inn over there. Something is happening just for you.” Janis said. Kaarthen looked over at the inn in question. The building was similar to all the others. Timber framed with plaster walls

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 2) A few weeks after my first kill, I was starting to long for another sexy corpse. This time, my lovely victim would be someone I saw in the subway. She was rather petite but in a slim and sexy way

Part 1 The discovery It was a warm sultry early morning in the suburbs of Los Angeles. John Malkvic was preparing to enter the morgue. That's right, he was a mortician. Most of his days were spent grooming dead corpses for the funerals that awaited them

Flurries of activity started. The girls were already prepared to move with their elegant camouflaged robes. They brought black silk capes for discretion

I watched a young girl walk ahead of me down the sidewalk of a quiet residential neighborhood. It was a warm summer afternoon and a light breeze rustled the leaves of the tall trees along the street. She was a vision of tanned beauty, the kind you only see in summertime

The lights are dimmed, and you, my lover, are alone as you approach the casket. Your heart races. You've not seen me since my death, and you're filled with equal parts dread, and desire

Mary was hot and sweaty, she'd worked almost all day to get the first of the three reactivatable reactors clear

I'm hoping I did a bit better job than my last attempt. I think my writing is "bad" at the start but gets better as it goes on. Let me remind you this is on a phone so auto correct is king and when I read it again to look for mistakes for some reason I can't see any

Jennifer first discovered the glade during a walk in the early spring. She did not know what lead her to turn from her familiar path along the brook

This is a continuation of my first story: my job in a red room. (Like in first story: sorry for my not perfect English but, this story happened in East-Europe where I lived…) Chapter 1: - Terrible Proposal - Now its 10 days after ‘my first experience' in the red Room

The Two-Sided Coin It was said some Millennium ago; that love and hate; are just two sides to the same coin. This was also said about life and death. Chapter 1 Jack was almost ready