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5 Stars Review
PREY FOR THE DEAD

This book is action-packed! There are vampires fighting vampires, amazing battle scenes, a love triangle between the protagonist & two vampires, & so many twists and turns I lost count.

7 5
2021-03-22

Immortal queens do not court lust in harming. As demons suffocate screaming minds, gothic angels carry wrath to those who fail to listen. Talk leans against trust, calm against death, and widow spiders against someones who fame devotion on hell's hooks.

17 56
2021-03-21

i cant and wont stop thinking about boo hags. ·NIꓘS ꓤꓵO⅄ ƎꓷISNI SƎꓷIH HꓛꓕIM ꓷƎꓤ ƎHꓕ.

2 3
2021-03-15

Winter whispered into our homes and we'd underestimated its bellwether portent of woe. Avarice wept on our fortresses, blizzards made roads into 1/3

6 36
2021-03-14

In the house where no living roam, a spirit lays dreaming of hearts suspended over oceans brimming with hope. She knows no disappointment and no alarm yet sees no path to sail upon. 421

10 52
2021-02-09

Maybe she passed
through a portal in time
to haunt the dark corridors
of your mind

Maybe you see her shadow
hugging the velvet silence
behind you

Maybe you hear her voice
in soft grey twilight
when the dusk whispers



Art | Unknown

23 43
2021-01-25

Ticking slowly
is the soul of time

Don't look behind
because she's walking
beside you

In the dark shadows of winter
she still haunts your mind

The woman in black
taps on your shoulder

The collector of dead seasons



Art | Wallpapers

17 48
2021-01-11

No vampires in the hot sun.
It's Florida's playground for fun.
The nights are their chosen den.
Come and frolic in their playpen.

♦THE DEAD GAME♦


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51 31
2020-12-29

As Mrs. Burnett traded her husband's mouth for one that spoke less but more pleasantly for the sake of her kids, the magnificent mountains surrounding their town dimmed. 405 1/2

5 42
2020-12-25

We kept the fireplace burning through Christmas, the flames making the oranges on the coffee table radiant as Santa's jingle bells flew over our house—but we were petrified. Krampus raked across the roof, reciting a poem in some forgotten language. 404

5 67
2020-12-22

It was a season of decay. Lands were arid & traversing the spirit forest to uncover proper harvesting dirt was costly with the winter eclipse nearing, for it revealed whispered lies & pandering beasts. 401

7 47
2020-12-14

Rumours can be delectable things once the delirium ceases & breath trembles toward sideways fate. Suppose their armada of laughter at another's forced ruin had changed earlier. I needn't bother. 392

4 52
2020-11-17

Midnight
At the table rapping seance
A message from the afterlife
Drifts into the room
A dying gift
From the lady in white
And you'll find it
Floating in the silver lake
Wrapped in starlight
On the other side
Of the moon


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Art | Pinterest

20 58
2020-08-17

A flutist on the howling wind sought you upon a tenebrous descension. It was an enchanted night and you left your blanket fort—the safe zone—for a warm mausoleum. Foolish souls hear. Listen. 365

10 55
2020-08-09

I tried to replicate the song
The enchanted flutist played
With hope at midnight I sought her
With wishes the melody would not fade
I found her there among flowers and tears
Her music she would give if blood I would trade




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7 16
2020-08-08

"I'm afraid your brother's soul has suffered trauma from their venom," Nurse Parker said. "They're a species with an incurable virus that invades parts of our mind that bleed deeper than tangible."
"But where are his eyes?" 364

6 36
2020-08-07

Think Ratatouille would have been a very different movie if I was in charge.
Can you hear the angry squees?

1 5
2020-07-28

Immature skin w/ beastly eyes hold life's nectar in their hands, capturing devil's truth & angel's lie in small breaths that provide no escape. What sharp teeth when demanding you answer a toy phone. 359

14 73
2020-07-24