I had never consumed another human being before.

How very strange it was, the way their meat, still warm from a fresh kill melted inside the confines of my mouth. The way the crimson of their blood ran thick down my throat, tasting of thick copper bile.

My sanity had reached a boiling point, completely irradicated by the forceful nature of my hunger.

More.

More.

The words echoed in my mind, i...

The Reserved dinner is placed in a captivating town. Expecting the tourism routed path. Set on foot several stragglers making it to the checkpoint. Taking all they could carry had nothing to being expected; as arrived. They were safe and let about their travel and expectations. Further details are informed committed to later details to further their accommodations. The director had passed unconcie...

I had known since puberty about the insatiable hunger that resides inside my body. The hunger had followed me from infancy, slowly growing- trying to find its escape. I had grown to a dark brown hue, spotted in milky patterns and had decided that I would not allow this mysterious hunger to control me. I allowed myself to go to school, gave myself space for friends and relationships. But as I sit o...

Every morning, without fail, he began his day by settling into his favorite corner booth at the local coffee shop, a quaint little place adorned with rustic décor that welcomed both regulars and newcomers alike. As he sipped his steaming cup of dark roast coffee, he eagerly unfolded the pages of The Daily City Word, a publication that had captured his heart years ago. This uniquely social newspape...

Two cannibalism stiuck on a deserted island thinking about Xmas dinner on Xmas eve.

One of them says I found this old man with a moustache wearing red stockings fetish with reindeer’s and little people called elves. I think he’s a pedophike because he has child people working for him.

I’m a cannibal I only eat bad people says one the other says you can’t eat him he’s Santa Claus if you eat him t...

Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.

You want to eat me, I’ll eat you first.

Pick the meat off, lick the bone

Take what’s mine, I’ll eat what’s yours.

You are starving, well so am I

You eat my finger, I’ll eat your thigh.

Blood and bone all over the place,

I love the look that’s on your face.

Digging in we eat one another

Piece by piece

I feel myself slipping, you do too.

I can tell by the wo...

An eye for an eye was never so literal. You should have seen the two of them, newly-made cyclops, eye-gulping, face-eating creatures made of the stuff of nightmares, licking at their blood-stained teeth, in a dance of agony and bliss.

A hand for a hand, yes, a wry symmetry the driving force of their mutual demise. You should have heard the cheers of the crowd of spectators: horrified, galvanised, ...

“I think you’ve had quite enough to eat, Luke,” mother smiled gently and wiped his mouth.

He looked around at the dinner table and saw that she hadn’t eaten anything yet. He was still trying not to think about it too much, but she was trying so hard to keep him awake. After all, he had been sleeping all morning and was just laying down for the last hour before the sun came up.

Now he looked at ...

“Hm they say blood is thicker than water, and it seems it’s thicker than wine also; not that I mind it.” Hillary swirled the dark liquid in her wine glass before taking a polite sip. She offered Gertrude a warm smile.

“Where did you get this from? Did you get it yourself or did you happen to get more from your grandson?”

“Oh this is from my grandson he’s so naive in getting more pints for me.”

“Is...

It was one of those late late summer days when the heat as boiled away and one could just imagine autumn in the breeze. Lee was on point watching for game through her binoculars. Tucked high in an oak, the blind was well camouflaged by vines. Flat on her belly, still as a stone, Lee loved the quiet of the woods. Unfortunately Seabrook, her hunting partner, was more of a talker.

“You know there us...