Novel & Cerita Chat Horror

He keyed in the eleven digit code and pushed the door open, moving aside for me to go through first before shutting it and flicking on the TV. I walked over to his bed, undid my belt and slipped off my dress. I shook my head. After everything he'd bought me, he'd forgotten something for me to sleep in, or at least the girl working in the store had. I dropped my bra onto the floor and pulled his black shirt over my head. It was something at least. "Was he a Scorcher?" I flinched at the question and wondered, as I always did, if he'd watched me change.

She once more felt the horrifying shiver right down her spine, as a twisted smile is drawn with the eyes that are threatening and only have the love and care for the lust to kill, while all along calling her name in a whispering way, saying. “Let me play with you, Chantal.” Somewhat her grave is already been dug and deeper than she could ever expect, and now she is within it and by any moment will be her burial. Her entire body froze, as she could not take away her eyes from the horror that is in front of her no matter how hard she tries to evade it. “All you have to do is say yes.”

Damn it, what good was being a natural-born hacker if he couldn't get himself off some crappy-assed dating site? In her cramped excuse for an office, Corazon Lopez stared sleepily at her computer monitor, sipping at her third cup of coffee. How had this dating site crap not gone into her spam filter? Then again, what Cora knew about computers was pretty much how to turn them on, check her email and write reports.

he demanded. "Because I could feel it," Drex replied flatly. "Feel it? What is that supposed to mean? Don’t play games with me! You’re the killer, aren't you?" Bob pressed, trying to corner him. Drex let out a long, weary sigh, seemingly exhausted by the baseless accusations. "Believe it or not, the culprit isn't human, Officer. Charlotte was the victim of a hungry vampire." I froze, staring at Drex. He spoke the word 'vampire' with such chilling conviction. Officer Bob’s eyes widened, likely wondering if Drex was hallucinating or simply hiding something massive behind a fairy tale.

CHAPTER 8 NIGHT WITH THE RAKE WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “H-hot uhm” Luna could not think straight and his cold touch aroused her even more, she leaned over to touch him and rubbed her hot body on his chest. She wanted to be sated but it could only be cured with him.

Cheyenne and Gunner’s cabin buzzed with tension and sarcasm, the kind of atmosphere that only came from world-ending threats and too little caffeine. Tora was pacing, her boots thudding against the wood floors. “So let me get this straight—psycho vampire mommy dearest accidentally sent a magical voicemail to every last one of us like she hit Reply All on evil G***l?” Cheyenne, perched on the kitchen counter, swung her legs. “Yep. And instead of hitting delete like any sane person, the universe decided we have to deal with her undead ass.”

Chloe got into a state of panic watching him shivering, red spots could be seen all over his body, she had never seen or heard about such an ailment, a Cold shiver ran down her spine as she hurriedly put on her clothes. She got down from the bed panting while rummaging through her bag, searching for her cell phone. The phone was lying in front of her, but Chloe was in a serious panic to see clearly. Cold sweat was dripping down her forehead, Carter's entire body was covered in red rashes, and he was shivering roughly. Chloe finally got hold of her phone and quickly dialed her best friend. “ Hey, best friend! How is the steamy night going? ” “ The steamy night has suddenly turned to horror, A

#Hans Have been ghosting both Cheryl, whom I cheated real hard on, and Katherine, whom I kinda had sex with. My feelings are just too confusing for me to understand, Cheryl never bothered calling me since she still think we’re fighting from the argument we had earlier this afternoon. My luck ran out when Cheryl finally caught me where I was sitting or rather hiding. “We need to talk,” was the first sentence she uttered with gaze uncleared, arms a bit folded. She stare at me with an unexplainable, displeased eyes. She’s displeased about what?; I should know that or I know that. I gave a creepy smile to at least try and clear the weird atmosphere or moment, her stiff face signal my actions are

While on the laptop, a certain ad popped up, Night Chasers. Intrigued, she clicked on it and a video started playing. In the end it said; "Vampires are real! If you want to actively join the fight against vampires come to block 22, Allen street, Allison Avenue, 5pm today". Carla was scared but she had a strong zeal to do everything to find Justice for that helpless girl who had to die. "The morning's hectic already, I better go grab a coffee", she said to herself. She went to Starbucks, where she got attended to by a guy she found attractive.

The memories came slowly, but they came. Frank had been drained of his blood by the blonde vampire that I saw him with in the theater. I was dating a vampire and his daughter drank my blood from my inner thigh after… well, after what she did. Frank’s blood was drained the same way. I couldn’t help wondering if the vampire who killed him brought him to erotic heights before sinking her fangs into him like Sasha had done with me. Was I dead? I threw the covers back to investigate my inner thigh. There was no sign of a wound. None of any sort. Remembering Sasha also bit my neck, my hand flew to where the wound should have been, but found nothing except smooth, warm flesh.