Aly Issabelle Photography: Dark Mermaid [PHOTOGRAPHER GALLERY]
This is a set from the group shoot hosted by Raven Moonlight, the 2018 DarkestGoth Spokesmodel, with model Katey Rosewater.
Bella Diemond: Witching Hour [MODEL GALLERY]
I was traveling to London and I got this idea that it would be so cool to do a photoshoot in an old graveyard. I found a photographer, Nora Hamucska, who was in the same level with me and suggested these beautiful ruins of a building in a park right in the center of London’s business zone.
Lady Chapell: Whereabouts of a Dark Lolita [MODEL GALLERY]
Lolita started in Japan and has mainstream through out the world in the late 1990s and early 2000s. You are a lady in your own right. Some people may think it is childish, but for myself; it is new way of expressing fashion. and I like to feel like princess every day and have confidence doing it from the fabric, the art of design, etc. The skirt’s design is a time clock and love the blues and the golds that makes the outfit stand out.
Luna Eclipse: Origin of the Harvest [MODEL GALLERY]
New Photoshoot from Luna Eclipse Modeling with Photographer Stacy McQuerrey.
The Day the City Shook: Chapter 10 [SERIAL FINALE]
Ardenai lay on the pile of rags and straw which served for a bed, shivering convulsively, his breath coming in short, rattling gasps like a fish out of water, and the woman looking down at him was utterly disgusted. She leaned into the man who was with her and whispered something which made him giggle, then her ugly, lantern-jawed face twisted into a sneer, and her milky eyes turned angrily on the mine superintendent.
“Thatcher, you brought me in here for this?”
Her voice was neither male nor female, and despite his terror, Gideon was fascinated…
Betty Elrod Photography: Dark Queen [PHOTOGRAPHER GALLERY]
Dark Queen shoot with model Madison Herondale at Cave creek park in Raytown, MO. Photos by Betty Elrod Photography.
The Day the City Shook: Chapter 9 [SERIAL]
“Simply, I do not desire a war,” Ardenai said, side-arming a rock with the force of a slingshot against the wall of the ravine. “I want Sarkhan to face me armed only with his wits. On Calumet, that’s all he will have.”
“He can bring a whole army, though,” Gideon panted, crunching along beside his long legged companion. He’d had no idea that Ardenai’s idea of stretching their legs would involve a brisk jog in hundred and ten degree weather. The sweat was rolling into his eyes, and the fact that Ardenai reveled in such misery did nothing to make Gideon any happier. “Can we turn back?”
Amadi Visuals: Rebel Goth Fashion [PHOTOGRAPHER GALLERY]
A fashion-styled goth photoshoot we did with model, Woman in Corset, in an abandoned fort in Warsaw, Poland.
The Day the City Shook: Chapter 8 [SERIAL]
That, was as flat a statement as any Gideon had ever heard. What Ardenai wished to know, Ardenai was about to find out. Gideon excused himself and went to take a quick bath. He had the feeling he was going to be sweating, and he’d discovered with a little coaching from the Equi, that bathing, even in a river using bark and herbs, could be a pleasant pastime.
Ardenai appeared, handsome and half smiling, sleeves cuffed to the forearms on a deep red tunic which softened his eyes to brown and made him look quite the ideal father to listen to a young man’s problems. He ordered breakfast…
The Day the City Shook: Chapter 7 [SERIAL]
Kehailan just stood there, looking at the empty spot in the docking ring and shaking his head. “Of course you know without any shadow of a doubt who took it,” he said irritably.
“Did I say that?” the man in the adjutant’s uniform asked, his eyes, his voice, his attitude all proclaiming his contempt for Kee’s defense of his father. “All I said was, the only fugitive we have who is intelligent enough to fly a prototype clipper is Ardenai Firstlord.”
The Day the City Shook: Chapter 6 [SERIAL]
Squire Fidel squirmed uncomfortably under those electric blue eyes. “I’m sorry,” he said again, desperately hoping to sound sincere, “but what can I do? He was here, I swear he was. My men will tell you he was here.”
“Yet no one saw him … bleed, but you?” Konik sounded scornful. “Very thin, don’t you agree? You have not one shred, not a single shred of evidence to back up your story. Perhaps you are a spy, paid to confuse us in our search for this man.”