August R Lalanne : Writing

The bloody fangs.

The bloody fangs.

A Story by August R Lalanne


A lust filled vampire telling a tale of a yummy dinner, A dark tale filled twist.
Never my true home.

Never my true home.

A Story by August R Lalanne


A young child going through abuse at home everyday but he can't call it home.
Love lasting beats.

Love lasting beats.

A Story by August R Lalanne


A man torn apart by bad love after bad love, from young youth to his middle aged, to his heart's last beat.
Welcome to Immortality.

Welcome to Immortality.

A Story by August R Lalanne


A poem about about a immortal.
The Room Mate

The Room Mate

A Story by August R Lalanne


A simple room mate short story.
ICP but I see You.

ICP but I see You.

A Poem by August R Lalanne


In the memory of those i have lost and others in mind.
Demons fly high before there very own eyes.

Demons fly high before there very own eyes.

A Story by August R Lalanne


A short little story of a event that never was. (Me) is a writer who was doing a story about life in the city and then this event happens. Part 1 Of ..
Demons

Demons

A Story by August R Lalanne


We all have them they show us the truth in some people.