Backrooms Oc Romane & Geschichten

He said as if he already knew that nothing was behind him. "Shit. Oh, there's a rat!" She pointed down the floor to trick him when there was no rat. "Fuck! W-where? Where is it?" The man jumped and climbed on the table out of fear. Kathilyn quickly scrambled and ran as fast as she could out of the shabby room and away from the abandoned building. She kept running until she arrived at a bus stop that was crowded with people and took a bus to meet her fiance. "I'm saved... I didn't think I would manage to leave. They wouldn't chase me here, right?" She breathed out in relief and finally stayed calm

I drove back to my home, and when I got to the bedroom, I pulled off my clothes and noticed that my spirit like body has reached a bit over my belly button. ~flashback~ As I clawed in and out of the demon, I didn't know the demon had his other hand around my back and he clawed in and I managed not to let out a pained sound. I managed to hide the pain from both Melissa and Edward. I had worn my suit when I went to see Edward. That way, he won't be confused by the blood stains around my back. I had healed up already. Although, it was a bit slower than usual. Then I allowed myself to fall on the bed, and fell asleep.

Chapter 9: Black Backbreaker The hallway throbs, a pulsing chamber of raw sensation. Her moans, broken and blissful beneath his kiss, are a symphony of surrender that fuels his relentless drive. He feels her body arching against him, her hips grinding, a desperate, unbidden response to his every thrust. Her legs, wrapped tight around his waist, pull him deeper, locking him in, an anchor to her unravelling. Her mouth, hot and pliant beneath his, accepts his demanding kiss, swallowing his urgency, silencing her fading protests. The wet slap of their skin against the wall, the rhythmic thwack of flesh on flesh, is a drumbeat to their descent into primal ecstasy.

I rolled my eyes, “Cut that off, Father. You're taking me out and you're paying.” Soon enough, we were walking out of the company's building to his car. A clean black SUV, Father loves SUV. We were in the car when I said to him, mainly because I was getting really troubled about it, “Can we perform that ritual again?” Eric stiffened, he slowly turned to look at me, “Did something happen?” He asked and I sighed. “No, I just want to be sure the matebond was cut and my wolf cannot be sniffed out”

she said, her tone unexpectedly gentle. I kept my head down, not saying a word. The damage was already done and no words or actions could ever fix it. Back home, I packed my things and prepared to leave with Parker. As I opened the door, I ran into Beatrice. A figure lingered behind her. As our eyes met, I caught a flash of panic in her gaze.

By the time he got to the topmost floor, he was totally exhausted and was dripping with sweat like someone who had just had a shower. Without bothering to observe the the storey meant to home him for the next an hour, professor Ericson pulled his bag behind him and walked to the last room, and knocked on the door. A second later, the door flung open showing a student with a lot of tattoos. He had managed to smuggle them into the school. It wasn't Wilkes Milton. Definitely not.

Finally, Emily's due date crept up. The pack healer told her to stay off her feet and move into the pack clinic. But James had other plans—two expecting wolves giving birth at the same time? Perfect cover for a swap. Emily didn't like the risk, but she played along. Came back to the manor, eyeing my bump like it might explode. Three more days. Then she cracked. Even through the wall, I heard her sobbing to James. Two hours later—knock on my door. He walked in, fake smile locked in place, holding that "tonic." Same one from my last life.

Audrey opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling above her. The minimalist crystal chandelier and ceiling made of wood made Audrey aware of where she was at the moment. Audrey tried to move, but she felt like her bones were pulling out of joints and she let out a low groan. Audrey felt movement next to her and turned her head, seeing Liam half n*ked by her side. Audrey remembered last night and blushed. They had brutal s*x many times until almost three in the morning and it seemed Audrey was unconscious after reaching her umpteenth orgasm.

Thirty days before the grocery store shelves went empty, before the water stopped running and before the people turned into monsters. “ I am back” I whispered into the room. A shaky breathless laugh escaped my lips turning quickly into a sob.” I am really back.” Suddenly a loud sharp sound echoed inside my head. It was not a sound from the street or the hallway. It was inside my mind like a glass cup shattering directly behind my eyes. I flinched, dropping the phone back onto the bed and clutching my ears. Ow!" I gasped, squeezing my eyes shut. "What is that?"

The voice from the darkness was a hook in my soul, reeling us forward into the chill. We stepped through the false wall, our single flashlight beam cutting a pathetic swath through the profound black. It fell upon bones. Not neatly stacked, but piled, heaped, a jumbled sea of femurs, skulls, and rib cages that filled a cavernous space from the slimy floor to the shadowed vault of the ceiling decades above. The Ossuary. The collective remains of centuries of Blackwood pack, their final energy a silent, heavy blanket that smothered the air and muted the magic in my blood to a faint, dying whisper.