Nekrosis Hellgarden

The Vampire Scriptures: Nyxhaven is a story of blood, music, parasocial obsession, fandom culture, gore, vore, peroxide barbies, vampires, drugs, eroguro psychosis, underground vampire church necro snuff orgy sermons and what happens when you piss off a vampire rockstar who's entire stash of cocaine was used up by his ungrateful roadies; by destroying the only sentimental bone left in his body The Pink Marker Edition: books2read.com/Nyxhaven The Black Marker Edition: amazon.com/dp/B0G5MJ25QJ

Ernest Goes to Camp Crystal Lake 🤣

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Stench in the Wet Yards that shit crawled inside you nose and laid eggs there. You tasted it when you swallow. You shit it out. It never left you skin. It got in you hair, you lungs, you dreams. You mother the Sow Queen? She love it..” Grix fell quiet as he glared at her. #book

He laughed so hard the glass he was holding to pour a drink broke. “Predetermine fate? My people bein’ killed in the Cow Pens was just a fuckin’ checklist off you people fuckin list, aoo, biya? You mother kept you ass in dark or you is just a fucking stupid ass bitch, ain’t you?/

When the next tall glass was finally empty, Grix seemed to, appear in front of her. He was leaned in so close that Sanctuary could smell the stale hatred on his breath, like rust and old blood. “You know… I knew you mother. Nancy.” He let the name curdle in the air.

“Wakee bi-yáchii, we already know you looking for him. That the only reason you ever come here. But boss don’t want nothing ta do with you. You banned, second he dragged you out that van. Aoo, biyaa?” Grix went back to wiping the counter down with a smirk. #book #novel #horror

Sanctuary glared at him "Tell me where he is!! I need to find Ashley!" The vampire then gave the seething human a flat stare.

“I’m looking for—” “Kitáonákiiwa,” She stared at him like he was insane, “What the fuck psycho Cow Moo bullshit are you saying you jackass?!”

いいですかよく聞きなさい。 今日は私という高次元の存在が誕生した聖なる日。(何歳になったの?などという塵にも等しき愚かな問いはしてはなりません) さぁ、この日を祝福と共にその魂に永遠に刻むのです。 ケーキ買いに行こーっと🤸

too exhausted to even wash the death and machine oil out our hair. To broken to even cry at the pain of our flayed skin, but her own blood stayed in her body, tell me how that’s us be deserving it?” - Grix-Murder-Pony-Rides-In-The-Grass, TVS: O Death, Take Her Gently.

The bartender’s voice became a venomous hiss. “Every time that bitch left the Pens, she go home ta her nice clean house and her precious little daughters, while we was crawl back to our cages cover in brain matter, cattle mucus, and someone else’s blood,

@NofisatReads awesome, dm me to join the group, also please be aware i will never offer payment for beta reading, I've had a few people try to drop that on me

@VampScriptures Great! If you you need fresh eyes on it I'd love to read for you.

Seeking genuine beta readers not people who pump out AI responses even when talking.

@saintpen10 DM me after answering this question: Who is Sanctuary?

@VampScriptures I'm interested, how can I apply?