Cerita Creepypasta Terseram Novels & Stories

I could not read the next part it due to the heavily scribbling used to cover the text but I could read the end segment. "I can't believe I wrote that. I need sex today." I went back to the scribbled-out text too curious to passed it up. I found if I tilted the diary just right the light would catch it and I could read a fraction of the original words behind all the scribbling. "...night...leaving...window open...someone sneaking in...tying...sleep...rapping me...only a fantasy...would be terrified...if it was Riki...Imagine if...found...diary...darkest dream yet...safe...Would it be so bad..."

SERENA. I froze. For a single, heart-stopping moment, I was convinced my own dirty, perverted mind had warped reality, that my desperate fantasies had bled into my hearing and twisted his words into something filthier, more potent than they actually were. But no. His voice, a low, commanding growl, sliced through the thick silence of the room, each word a deliberate, damning stroke. “Crawl the fuck to me. Right here. And take this huge cock into your mouth like a fucking good girl.”

With that, he left me at the table with the book in my hand. I eagerly flipped open the pages and came across the introduction penned by the author. It read, "In this book, we have compiled all the authenticated information about Cerberus the Reaper and his Minions." As I delved further into the pages, I stumbled upon a passage that increased my interest - it detailed a ritual involving the creation of a salt circle, triggering a flashback of a night from my past. Intrigued, I decided to start from the beginning, where a warning greeted me: "If you are faint-hearted, do not proceed. This is not your typical fantasy."

I felt so weak and wobbly that I thought I was going to fall on my way down the stairs. That’s it. Happy reading because that is a happy ending anyway, ahahaha! The End! +++++++++ Yes, both stories are from members of the Paramdam and Paranormal All-Stars FB groups. They are such fun people don't you think? And now I wonder, what kind of nightmares do you have? I hope they would be as exciting as these... On that note, goodnight for now, and I hope that you would return to the Supernatural Spa very soon. This is your Storyteller, the Diwata saying...

Standing right behind Liviel, watching the spectacle with deep amusement, is the Succubus from this morning. "Are you looking to get pinned to the table, too?" I ask politely. The Succubus lets out a low, incredibly sultry laugh. "This is my older sister, Remi," Liviel introduces proudly. "She's a Succubus Awakener. She's in her third year, so she doesn't need to fight you to prove her status." "Hello, little one," Remi purrs. She leans across the table. Her voice is like a physical hook dragging across my skin. She reaches out and takes my hand.

Pepper Rei felt the dread Creeping up her back, When she saw Hundreds and Thousands of shapes, Reaching her tacke Not souls, but bodies they latched, Gurgling sound and distorted face They filled the space, To master Pepper Rei Who was very new to this illusion She wanted to flee the site of nightmares So she screamed some more to wake Her up from this nasty dream But her screams followed More horrid scenes With dripping blood and popping eyes She now felt little Missy Huddled closely with her left leg Till footsteps hurried and soothed The ruffled girl With love and pecks but ignored Pepper Rei