Gothic - Page 12

I woke up in the morning, it was monday I was very tired I had a good Sunday night I went to my friend joes house for a piss up it was not a house party just a few friends getting wasted, but I'm getting off subject I was in bed and my mom knocked on the door with breakfast

Hello everyone I am sorry about the length I have 7 - 8 waiting to be edited so sometime within the next week they will be up

Right, a few of you seemed to enjoy the last story i put in about Jes, so here's another. I have changed names and a few details but essentially this was one of the most erotic episodes of my life

It was a dark night in the depths of Hell, the wind howling and storms raging on throughout the abyss. Most people were asleep, save the servants and, quite possibly, the peasants that worked the farms. That was probably because it was getting close to two in the morning

Some days, I wish I could take it back. I love my family, of course. But I don't think anyone would have guessed what happened next. I was 23 and had just gotten out an emotionally-abusive relationship when I met Elizabeth

Flying in on a flying saucer Katie Margarette Amaretto looked to the moonlight as her pure purple skin sparkled dullly in the moonlight. She moved the ebony black dark hair from infront of her blud read colored eyes off to the side

Hello everyone welcome to part two. ok i am going to make a few things clear with out giving up too much of the story. first heath is not the all powerful person some of my readers think he is

Sister Monica Sister Monica had been out of the Convent that her parents had put her in for only two months when she went to her first job interview. She had been working on her Aunt's farm learning more about the world that she had left for three long years

To my loyal fans, the new addition Light of Hellfire is now available on amazon! The new version is called Hellsteel, and is twice as long with new characters, new breeds of monsters, a different ending, and a much deeper storyline

Authors Note: Click my name up top ^^ up there ^^ to read previous Days :) DracMorair: THE SESSION IS TO BEGIN DracMorair: ((POST ENTRANCE (3+ lines) what world, what were you doing, what did you see when the rift appeared, what got you curious to walk through

​After knowing him all these years, I wanted him to know the truth about everything. I wanted him to be like me, if I wasn't going to age and grow old then neither was he

“I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, but there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids” -Robert Brault *** Somewhere in one of the darker corners of the world, a witch and a ghoul stood at the entrance of a cemetery at midnight, and both of them were afraid

right, so this is the first time i've posted to this group, i'm a guy in the latter half of my twenties, i guess i'm a "young professional", a keen sportsman blah blah ..and oh yeh, a donor.

1 I was late, of course. By the time I arrived at the court, I was greeted by an eerie silence, walking through rooms and rooms of people sitting, slouching, laying, all of them sleeping as if frozen in time

Authors Note: This is a long story, containing 10 chapters, a prologue and epilogue. All chapters have been submitted and should be posted within a few days of each other. The idea for this story came from a story idea forum

I still remember how it all happened. It was one of the moments I will always remember for the rest of my life, nothing could take this memory away. I still remember every single detail as if it was still fresh in my mind

Mandy Wilson sat miserably in the passenger seat as her mother Carol's car followed the big removal lorry out of London. "Oh for heaven's sake, cheer up," exhaled the older woman. "Mandy, we're going and that's all there is to it

"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?" -Edgar Allan Poe, "The Premature Burial" *** Wallace dreaded nothing more than being alone in the dark, here of all places

Love Games: Fetish Baby It was just the two of them in the room. The two of them alone and secluded in a chamber where one’s desires were to be fulfilled yet also the very same place where all the dignity of the misfortuned victim will be swiped away

Although the desert sands stretch far Beyond the silent, pale horizon, Their immensity is as nothing To the new-born damselfly. For fear and anguish are to her unknown, Above the desert’s vastness all alone. - The Canticle of Menkeret