Cerita Horor Romantis Novels & Stories

Both Horace and Brittany echoed in stunned unison. Wendy nodded. "Yes. It's one of the darkest, most sinister curses known. It's buried deep in your body, like a parasite. Have you found out who did this to you?" Brittany turned sharply toward Horace. "Do we even have to ask? Of course, it was your childhood sweetheart, Ida!" Horace frowned. "That's impossible. Ida and I grew up together. She doesn't know anything about curses, let alone one as dangerous as a curse from Coldost!"

Few minutes later, we were now at a place where I don't even know and It's awfully silent and I quickly grabbed him by his arm as we went further, we had packed the bike somewhere. "I'm gonna kill you if anything happens to me" I said as we walk further and I was a little bit scared. Soon we got there and a wow escaped my mouth, it was a little hill top where we can see the city it was a really nice view here "you like it?" he asked and I huffed "like? gimme a break I fucking love this place" I said and smiled at the beautiful sight before us "come see something" he said and took me along with him, we got to a place and he suddenly clapped his hands really loud and little creatures started c

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

" Did Adam forget that Yara was the most pampered youngest child in the Candra family? ---- Author’s note: -‘Om’ has the same meaning as uncle. -‘Tante’ has the same meaning as aunt. -Pill Kina are drugs to prevent or treat malaria (an endemic disease in eastern Indonesia) which is deadly,

Ximena pointed to one of them. "Hey, you'll rest here tonight. No matter what you hear, do not leave the coffin." Something told me tonight was definitely not going to be peaceful. Sleeping alone in a coffin did not sound appealing. If anything, one human and one ghost together felt safer. Seeing Ximena lie down in her coffin fully dressed, I climbed in and lay down beside her. "My dear husband?" Her terrifying ghost face suddenly appeared inches from mine. My heart skipped a beat, but I forced myself to speak. "Ximena, on a night like this, how could I let you stay alone?"

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

Also, if you’d like to read a sneak peek of my next werewolf romance fantasy collection, just scroll down. Your very tired and poor writer, Nymeria Yennefer Roisin ###### Sneak Peek at my upcoming werewolf fantasy stories collection, There’s an Alpha in my Bed: An Affair of Roses Dying is less complicated than loving. I learned that the hard way. “But Prince Gerome...we’re engaged, right?” My voice broke into a sob. “We’ve been together for five years. The Northern Fae and the Red Dragons have been in alliance for centuries, and our union will make our two kingdoms stronger. Breaking our engagement could result in war!”

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

My head hound says as he walks into my private dining room. "What is it?" I ask as I take a bite of my streak. "Cerita and Uroy were killed by Satan's hounds." I put my fork down and turn to him. "What? Why?" He swallows nervously. "The fairy discovered what they were doing and called Satan's hounds. Also, Maelina has mated with a Raven Phoenix." I shove my food onto the floor. "She did what? Did they mark each other?" I yell at him.

Perhaps. - I'm certain he wasn't prettier than Romeo. – Serina says. - The important thing is that when he was born, there was no one else as beautiful as him. He met a young werewolf… - Is this the story of you two? – Peter asks. - No. It's the story of an ancestor of ours. - Ohhhhhh! – everyone says. - This young werewolf and the young vampire fell in love, They wore mates... Destinate companions. But their parents didn't want them to be together.