Crimson and Furs

hich I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to w

supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all-to escape from fate. I never knew I wo

eartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones.

at you call horror or romance or fantasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to li

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s lightning flashed, illumina

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wnpour which seemed to continue for ages. The dark trees which seemed like humanoid figures swayed to the raging wind, their branches seeming like extended arms-arms w

said there were creatures with dark red hypnotizing eyes and fangs which sucked the blood of people, creatures like wolves which mauled people, creatures in form of water which drowned people, ghostly creatures which possessed people and many more! All these wild tales pointed to

woods chased by a group of bullies. It was as if they had neve

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disappointed to find out they actually were. The bullies were actually very relentless in catching him. Earlier at school they had threatened to beat him at sc

ng at him from the shadows, an ungodly presence wavering over him. Of course he shrugged all these from his m

brown hair was now wetted by sweat, his entire faced drenched in perspiration and tiredness. His brown eyes had hints of fear i

rted at every angle, wary that the trees weren't just trees but the

erever you are just come out here and receive

ade a run for it, going deeper into the woods. He didn't know how long he had run but then his right foot suddenly stumble against somet

ole body was in pain making his attempt to stand fut

pupils dilated. Facing him was a human skeleton! He turned his head to another side and discovered that there was a

made to run but his legs failed him, causing him to fall again. Th

retched out his hands to grab something. His fingers clasped around something soft. He moved his eyes in

ng in vain to get out of the pit. At this moment he discovered

cratch?

he pit but he immediately had an ominous feeling. I need to get

in smelly blood. He forcibly pulled out his feet, reaching out his hands to grab the edge of the pit. He then pulled himself up out of the pit. He gasped for air as he staggered awa

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d breeze behind his neck as he ran but he didn't dare look back to check.

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ed his right shoulder and pu

it was way more bigger and monstrous. It was covered in a black fur, its dark brown eyes having an unnatural glow to them. Its whole body was made up of taut and strong muscles which couldn't be explained

enses blurred, failing him. He tried shouting but

t sniffed him for some moments. It glared into his eyes and let out a loud growl which ca

red. He saw the Lycanthrope move into the darkness in a blur, disappearing instantly. He couldn't m

wly. Again his pupils dilated at what he s

ey all wore mean expressions, their lips curling into wicked smi

huh?" Walter, one of the bullies glared

icks at him. He curled himself into a ball in order to prevent his vital body parts from been hit but that

s no how he was going to get to his feet again. No how. He heard muffled words as the bullie

el! Next time you won't hav

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n by a Lycanthrope! Your life is as useless as a white cra

ich he had seen earlier. He thought about his mum who was the only family he had at Crimson Springs. He thought about how pained she would be when she would

and not wanting to use what everyone was using, I de

known as werewolves, they are not widely used so