horror-fantasy

As the helpless vampire watched the transformation, it started screaming. It was still screaming when his rows of razor sharp teeth sank into its throat.

New beginnings come with the tail of the red-winged blackbird. Here__ to hoping my daddy was right.

The mind is a thing capable of destroying itself when deep grief sets in, and when left alone to muse over one__ misery, the most irreparable damage can be done. You need people to heal.

Even in death, may you be triumphant

Magic is a naughty beast.

Snow came back, but she didn't come back right.

And I've learned to hit the brakes at these kinds of stop signs rather than t-boning a tanker truck filled with 200 proof mediocrity.

She was our guardian angel. Lucy saved us from mystery. Without her, our marriage would be ruined. Her disappearance created an open wound that we can't fix but the most devasting reality is probably the fact that her body will never be found. She is a living ghost in Wilmington, North Carolina.

The marine underworld stretched below the ship and embodied many secrets. The disappearance of Olga had become one of the mysteries that would remain with Stefania and her family. The disappearance of her baby sister and sudden departure from her home had taught the ten-year-old that life was filled with uncertainties. But she was willing to forget that for a little while.She jumped down from the barrel and headed toward Liam, Felix, and the other shipmates. They would sing shanties and talk of the constellations, the sea, its creatures, and the legends. It would get her through another night.La Suerte was the only stability for her passengers with the infinite unknown all around them. The waters of the sea, the world below the surface, and the sky that stretched beyond the horizon was a representation of the limitless possibilities and dangers awaiting those aboard.

When my mother died, I thought I__ drown in sorrow. But my grandmother said something very wise, and I__e always held it close to my heart. She said that not even the sea is infinite, and neither is grief.

He had existed for a long time and was fluent in many languages - most of them_dead ones.

A long time ago, there was a little girl called Mary. Now Mary, she was warned several times not to go to her neighbor__ house. Her neighbor was a grandmother. But Mary hardly listened, so she snuck off one night to spy on her. She tried the front door first, and it creaked open. Then suddenly, she heard a squeaking noise upstairs. She followed it _ climbed up the wooden stairs where half of it was already rotten. She heard the squeaking noise again. It was coming from the library. She opened the door and hid behind a couch. She peered out, and she saw the grandmother._ Dave paused to drain his cup of coffee before continuing. My heart thudded so loudly, I thought that everyone could hear it. __o Mary gasped in disbelief as she heard the squeaking noise again, and the grandmother__ rocking chair was not moving at all. Then the grandmother opened her eyes and looked directly at her, holding her gaze steadily and sharply, and then suddenly, BOO!

To write you dreams of fantasy, is to create fantasy in another's dreams.

To write your dreams of fantasy, is to create fantasy in another's dreams

Games are never over because you think them so! Which is why I like you. Are you doing what you want to do...or are you simply another piece of a darkened puzzle? Your own actions predetermined by powers higher than yourself?

Where do I go from here? She thought to herself.Truth was, it didn__ matter.She had a new beginning.

Something warned me that what I might see would haunt me forever.

Rap un zeal' Demon within. I might as well put up a giant 'Come and Get Eaten' sign for the good those warning runes do.