Nightworld 02: The Prey Dynamic
His father- on the ground- soaked with gore- that furless thing squatting over him like a vulture stripping carrion. each breath was painful, every inhale dragging razors down his throat. where the fuck am i?
A Patient Death 01: Descending
He hurled it at the nearer of the two - a fox - on instinct, the blade sinking into his chest and throwing him back, gore spraying across his fur.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 46
It was a club, streaked with gore. dorin couldn't tell if the blood running down the head was real, but the matted tuft of fur swaying in the breeze probably was.
The Journey of the Dark Crystal: Chapter 1
It hit the not expecting dragon square at its neck, sending gores down to avila.
The Last Mission.
Warning has some gore and violence! the largest of the explosion throws me from one wall to the other slamming me into the adjacent wall with force that only causes pure pain. the lights flicker in this passage way of sparks and fire.
Nightworld 23: The Devil Inside
gore sprayed and she howled, fifteen rounds exploding through the thin skin and sinew of her joints.
The Blessing of Siblings (Incomplete!)
"gore....gore! are you okay!?" all i could see was this enormous, cloudy haze that seemed to move and swirl in on itself. my insides felt like they were on fire, a strict contradiction to the soft touch i was feeling around the side of my maw.
Nightworld 18: Silence in the Snow
Seated in the iron chair at the middle was a figure, embalmed in mould and gore like a mummy. slowly, jaro circled the corpse, struggling to make out its features.
Staying Human: Chapter Seven
Instead, it swung its head from side to side, trying to gore the wolves on its tusks, but the nimble hunters simply moved out of the way before darting back in to sink their teeth into its hide.
How A Dragon Trains You (Part 3: Forgive and forget)
(gore warning for the next two paragraphs) i reached out with the sword toward the branches, my hand shivering a little.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 144
A wall of claws, reaching out to them, evil, wickedly sharp crescents black as pitch, splattered with streaks of blood and gore. crimson maws framed by frozen tracks of tears, coming to engulf them all.
2 Souls better then 1
Footsteps echoed through the hallway as the 2 robed figures approached the chamber guarded by the lone rhino. He had on a wizard's robe and a star pendent that hung from his neck. His horn was polished so bright that you could see your reflection on it...