Bloody Rose's TearBloody Rose's Tear by katerinaaqu
The sky was gray…the atmosphere heavy and one or two drops of water were falling from the sky… It appeared that it would be raining soon…and the storm that would be coming appeared a really strong one! The small graphic town in the mountains was quiet though…except the heavy breathing in one alley… If you move a little more…yes, that’s it. Behind that building…over that bridge. Not yet? Here…in that alley on the left! On the left! Don’t turn right! Okay there…yes, there… Look… There in that alley, between the beautiful, old houses there were two people. One of them had his clothes torn and stained with dirt and blood. It was obvious that he had been in a fight…or he had being hunted down! That man was on the ground with his back against the wall and his eyes were looking at the second man above him with pure fear and panic! The man that was standing in front of him was indeed terrifying! He
Blood Prince 2Blood Prince 2 by katerinaaqu
The entire bus was rocking up and down rhythmically as it was passing through the deep forest and it had a hypnotic effect to most of the people inside. The bus was full with young people. Most of them were dressed in warm clothes, coats and scarves or even gloves. They were talking to each other in low voice or leaning half-asleep against the windows staring at the scenery outside lazily. They were all about the same age, fifteen or sixteen years old. One of them was leaning his elbow close to the window, and his jaw was in his palm. He was too half-paying attention at the scenery changing outside the window he was leaning against. Endless lines of firs and black pines seemed to be passing by them and being sucked by the road they were leaving behind. The young man’s chocolate-brown eyes were practically stuck on the window but not really looking at any of this. He just left the sound of the wheels on the asphalt lull him on his way to his destinat
Blood Prince 1Blood Prince 1 by katerinaaqu
The snow was falling to the ground by the gray sky, lazily and airily. It was as if all colors have erased from the world. There was only white, black and gray. The snow had formed the soft, white layer over the forest. The tall, dark branches of the perennial firs looked like black shadows in the night while the sky was gray. It seemed like a pure world… However the pale moon that was hanging in the dead sky, eerily, painting the world in a macabre silver color was making a logical person think twice before making this statement. That night was a night of ghosts…a night of nightmares… Like it happens to all nightmares, no sound is allowed around you, so here too, even footsteps’ sounds were drowned in the white, silent carpet. Chilling wind was blowing around, making the fraught of snow tree branches moan.
Like it happens to all nightmares, no sound is allowed in here. The steps were drowned down the snow. A couple of men were running in absolute panic with