Death

Kristina Cookson

I tried recreating a description I used from an earlier story that is in the possession of Mr. Hill. Well, actually, I wanted to re-write the whole story, but I can't remember enough of it to do that. I loved that story though. Anyway, this isn't exactly a complete story, it's more like and ending of a story but my attempt to write the beginning failed. So yeah, I don't know if this'll ever be a complete story. I think I might go visit Mr Hill sometime after the football managing thing is over so that I can see if he still has my stories.

TToR Two

Adam Hunt

A man is haunted by gruesome memories that nothing seems to be able to drown away. He has come to the conclusion that revenge is the only way to allay the pain. Luckily for him, there is a vampyre hunter nearby under the same resolve. The difference between the two is immediately noticeable; he is a pathetic wretch, though somewhat justified, and she is a thread of iron, unbreakable and determined.

Echoes of the Past

Shuo Chen

Um...I think the 'I' in here is supposed to be r@ped and 'I' is remembering the incident...I can't use that word! Aahh! Please don't go away...there's none of the imagery or offending stuff. Hehe...Anna Kechara has read this...though I don't think she liked it too well...

The Scream

Shuo Chen

An inhuman, supernatural scream that you can't block out.

Puce

Kristina Cookson

Not much to really say about this one. Actually I don't think that I even know what this one is about, but I wrote it in the middle of the night a few days ago when I woke up with a really high fever and a story idea.

Shift Happens

Adrea Bolyard

A girl of recent times finds that her 'talents' of intense hearing ability aren't all that its cut out for. She is a shifter. A dragon shifter. And she is REAL.

Closing Eyes

David Grant

A dream of vampirism i had once, so i had to write about it.

RIVER STYX

A.Kadir Bakay

A dead man decides to be creative and drinks from the river styx thus forgetting everything even the notion that he's a dead man.When realization slowly creeps in he feels what it is to die once again,And because he was kneeling while drinking he comes face to face with his decayed reflection over the water... well, then he vomits... 19.09.2001

Glan Truhgad Chapter Two

Jackie Blanchette

this is the continueing story of glan trughad.. it is not the final chapter for i am still working on it but it will be done soon

Portrait of Agony

Kelsie Elizabeth

Another dark story...maybe this is all that teen angst stuff I've been hearing about. I had this image in my mind I wanted to draw, but my artistic skills fell far short, so I decided to write it instead. April 2003 1/2 pg

The Realm: The Beginning

J. adams

This is the very beginning of a series i am writing about companions who seek to destroy.

Cruxifiction

Morgan Black

Another scene in the story I am slowly writing....

My Beloved Wreathed in Roses

Brittany Dulay

A poem that describes Saeros' gift to Rauvinne (a rose that would never die and seperate them). It goes with, 'The Silent Tragedy.'

Crimson Pearls

Julie Becker

Mirror Mirror on the wall...

TToR One

Adam Hunt

A man is haunted by gruesome memories that nothing seems to be able to drown away. He has come to the conclusion that revenge is the only way to allay the pain. Luckily for him, there is a vampyre hunter nearby under the same resolve. The difference between the two is immediately noticeable; he is a pathetic wretch, though somewhat justified, and she is a thread of iron, unbreakable and determined.

Revenge

Liz Colby

*blink* Don't look at me like that...I can't help it if stuff like this pops into my mind...

Sorrow, Agony and Pain

Katarina Baralić

Sorrow, Agony and Pain are alive and, guess what? They talked to me in one of my strange dreams. But, was that really a dream? Well, it was. But, in this story it isn't.

DREAMS FROM A CANDLESHOW

A.Kadir Bakay

I wrote this after I had a dream about my ex-girl,even though it had been more than four years...The last part are her own words... 25.04.2001

The Tattered Knight

Brian D. Landon

A poem I wrote.

Casual Day

Christine Clarke

This is a humorous story I wrote, mainly to sketch out a rough idea for you guys to see what a 'casual day' would actually be like for Steen and the boys up in the dark palace. And yes, if Jonzie reminds you of a certain Tarrant in a certain C.S. Friedmann's Coldfire Trilogy, then that's good, since Jonzie is, in a way, a caricature of Tarrant. I thought, hey- Tarrant is such a delightfully quirky guy… why not take those quirks and expand on them? After I was finished with the character of Jonzie, however, very little (if any) remained of Tarrant’s original character (which is good, if you think about it). Although Jonzie is actually nothing like Tarrant in character and is thus a unique creation for this story, you have to keep in mind that his underlying fractal pattern was fleshed out as an outlandishly exaggerated caricature (is that redundant?) of the Hunter- you know, kinda like Dark Helmet is to Darth Vader. I guess you can just look at Tarrant as the inspiration of Jonzie. Anyhow, I hope you like it! Note: This sketch was half inspired by playing with LEGOS and half by listening to “Crown of Worms” by Megadeath. It is best not to ask how. PS: I just realized... Famine is also the name of one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, but do not confuse him with one of the Dogs of War named famine (as both are characters in this story).