I reviewed the past week, slowly, eyes watering over the facts. I was confused, hurt, tired… I ached inside and out. The town had begun to fall apart…

The dead girl’s neckless was in my boyfriend’s hand. He was crying; long, hard sobs as his fingers ran over the locket.

The school creep, Jenson, cut her eyes out of the yearbooks, stalked her behind the bleachers and stole her underwear. They wer...

(Lock and Key are characters in the universe of More Than Blood.)

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“Gallian Most Wanted

Locklir and Keyna

Known as Lock and Key

Wanted for breaking and entering, thievery, and assault

They are armed and pose a threat. Do not approach.”

Key stares at the wanted poster with a smirk. She turns to her twin brother, “You think we’re dangerous? Pose a threat?”

He snickers at the phrasing. “...

I cursed as the sleeve of my jacket got caught on the jagged edge of a metal fence, forcing me to a complete stop. As soon as I dislodged myself from its grip I started off again picking up my speed until I could no longer hear anything but the sound of my feet thundering against the pavement.

I don’t know how long I’d been running, only that I had to, according to Emory. He was about 200 yards ...

𝖠𝗌 𝖦𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗀𝖾

The pain in his side seared but he ignored the pain and kept walking before he got to the entrance he collapsed onto the sand.

The weight of his gear made it worse as he tried to get up he couldn’t,before he could do anything.

He noticed a figure standing over him

"𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉?." 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 �...

𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖦𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖦𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂�...

Before you read: This is a scene I have kinda had planned for my future book but I am fitting it to the prompt as well. Enjoy!

“Welcome child.”

Nicolai found himself staring into the white maze that was the silky exterior of a giant cocoon. The boy could not seem to find the man who he heard speak. He almost could have sworn it was his father, but mother had pounded the fact that dead men tell...

Why did they always run…?

“Damn it, Larry.” Stskai sighed as she watched the lowlife fledgling bolt through the warehouse door. All he had to do was answer one simple question: “Who’s running the show, Larry?” But no, Larry had to run… and that meant that she’d have to chase him. That was her least favorite thing. She preferred her prey to be lured in, mesmerized, and stricken down before they ev...

He darts towards his prey,

A single woman scared to lose,

Which he intends to take today,

She runs,

But his pace more steady,

He catches,

Her but not her treasure.

Angry,

He made her labor and labor,

Labor until her exhaustion shut her body down.

He made her part with time,

and money,

and body and mind to make what he owned,

So that she would not have time to make what she owns,

He would own what...

“Ethan-“ Akiva grunted out, voice tight and limbs trembling. Her pupils were blown wide, blacking out the flame-red eyes she begun to sport after the turn, and she couldn’t stop staring at Clementine. Her lips quivered, upturning just enough for the unnatural pointed canines to peek from their hiding spot. “Get. H- Her. Out of here.”

Just as Ethan hastily reached out for Clementine’s arm, Akiva s...

Be quiet be still

The monster hunts at night

Running jumping tripping

It thunders after

The shadows scape the ground

Clawing at their prey

Quiet be quiet

The monster prowls about

Its eyes deep pits

Be still

Halt breath

The mist will give you away

Your heartbeat will give you away

Can you get away

Crash smack

Run through the woods

The streets

Monsters hunt at night

Be still not

Run until...