Eyes like the Forest (3)
A sickly green light illuminated the wooden door, caused by a hanging lantern that burned an otherworldly hue, casting a deathly pallor onto the still dark, stone street and onto the sign of black wood, upon which jagged letters of alabaster dubbed...
Eyes like the Forest (1)
The creak of the wagon, the gentle rocking as it rumbled down the road in its steady rhythm, the soft birdsong and warm sunlight seemed to pull him ever deeper into weariness as he reclined in the open back, among the cargo. Nestled between a box that...
Eyes like the Forest (Intro/Teaser)
#1 of eyes like the forest intro to a serial i'm doing. my attempt is to add a part every sunday. sometimes i succeed, sometimes i fail. this stuff was started a few months ago, when i was rusty to solo stuff, so forgive me if it's not that good.
True Colors
Two serial killers from a psychotic cult were storing bodies. when you broke the door, they attacked and you had no choice." "and... unofficially?"
Secret
"no" 'damn what else' jason's mind rack over the most logical answers, "you're a serial killer" "yeah for the past ten years since you knew me i kill dozen in there sleep and bath in their blood listening to beethoven." 'definably not it.'
Identity: Chapter Nine
#10 of identity a serial killer is on the loose in the city of san fernando, long hailed as a haven for gay people.
The Convoy
All we've got are these long serial numbers, one's designation a-903..." "that's enough, private. what's the other?" "it's b-115, uh... 7 something or the other..." private strenner looked flustered. "enough. so, all we have are serial numbers.
The Zootopian Experiment. Introductory
When airmen gillesbie woke up i simply told him "remember that you should only give name, rank, and serial number." after a couple of minutes a doctor that looked like a monkey came in. we both freaked out what was north korea doing.
My Poems
**the seven day creation of a serial killer** by day one i made a knife, by day two i took a life. by day three i went to jail, by day four i posted bail. by day five the streets ran red, by day six i joined the dead.
Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 28
This has been the 28th subchapter in my serial novel, "ander". if you enjoyed it, please help keep my face un-mauled by irritable ostriches by dropping me a donation. thank you!
The Hand You're Dealt
The mantis clearly hadn't forgotten that the jackal had promised to help them on their quest to catch the serial killer who was still on the loose. "i..."
The Gryphon's Goal: Chapter 4, Part 2
Daniel Grant, patriarch of the family. was tall, regal, and had the airs of a professional, even when dressed in blue jeans and a t-shirt with the slogan _All This AND Brains Too!_ His emerald-green eyes never missed any details and while they couldn't...