Piercings and tattoos on a guy is the sexiest thing I’ve ever encountered. Theres something about how the metal of an eyebrow ring or lip ring looks on a guys skin, or even just knowing the amount of pain that goes in to a tattoo. Guys in anything black is also a major turn on.… Continue reading Pain = Yum
Author: BleedingRegret
Rip. Me. Apart. Till. I. BLEED.
Too much, too fast
Parties are supposed to be fun, right? You hang out with a whole bunch of friends, drink, listen to music, and screw around for hours. That’s what Brandi thought as she climbed in to her boyfriend’s car. She had been dating Adrian for a week now, and was still trying to find her ‘comfort’ spot… Continue reading Too much, too fast
Steel Blade
Opening the silverware draw, I stare down at the large variety of silvery knives. Some are dull and useless, while others shine dangerously. Finally I find one that’s perfect. Its wooden handle proudly displays a long piece of steel, sharpened to perfection. I touch its ridged edge and a small tremor of pain shoots through… Continue reading Steel Blade
From the Grave Part 3
Looking down at his clothes, he realized he must look affright to passerby’s. Sure enough, as he looked around, many people eyed him back strangely. He chuckled at the minute issue, and began searching the crowds, more for his amusement then anything else.
Why I hate Christmas.
No its not because its a cheerful time of year and because I’m anything but cheerful. Nor because it means I have to spend time with my family and act nice to everyone. I hate it because Christmas Eve was the day my life became what it is. Christmas eve was the day that I… Continue reading Why I hate Christmas.
From the Grave Part 2
Walking through the streets of the bustling city, the vampire looked around, amazed at what his eyes beheld. Hundreds of people clustered the streets like insects, buzzing with frenetic energy.
From the Grave
The crescent moon overhead shown brightly above the large stone sepulcher, illuminating its cold cinder walls. Inside the century old vault, lay rest a massive sarcophagus. The room itself lay bare, aside from a few scattered scraps of age old debris. The only thing of any interest was the sarcophagus itself. The sides were engraved… Continue reading From the Grave
Strangers Hold
Hours later she awoke to a spicy smell of burning incense and candles, along with the faint perfume of rose. She tried to move but found her limbs to be heavy and numb. Rather lazily, she rolled her head to the side, trying to get a better view of her surroundings.
Solitary Confinement
Is there even anyone out there? Listening to hear my cries. Is there anyone up there? Looking down from above the skies.
A strangers hold
As a continuation of a small story I submitted to Darkness.com awhile back, I decided to post the rest here http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=889487&chapter=1